PINK and the PUNK

I have lately been disturbed a lot. Sometimes due to my own doings, and other times, simply. But the other day, may-hap, did something to alleviate a bit of this pain. I was at the department coffee shop, simply staring at the faces, hungrily gorging themselves with their pastries and sandwiches, when I had nothing to eat. Huh...I think I mentioned about the dearth of money. Yeah, I have been going hungry for nearly 5 days now. I think I should now try and go for a record. The mess here serves no better than cow-dung, though I doubt the purity of the mess food compared to the hype surrounding the benefits of cow-dung. I couldn't ask anyone to feed me with something...I am already in a huge debt...financially, emotionally...whatever. So, with my tongues hanging out, I had to ask one of the professors to help me get a cup of coffee. The professor winces at the stall owner, and I knew he was not very excited. Then something remarkable happened. Chitra came up to me.

No, fools, not to get me something to eat, but for perhaps some class notes. I wonder what made her do so...the charisma surrounding my persona, or the standing hair on my head, and chin alike...All the more, she, I think, is the only one who has never noticed me in the class. I don't carry any stationary (is it -ery?) to the class, and she never noticed this. Cool...So she comes up to me, and asks for the Network Theory notes. I am surprised. Was this something to propel me to committing a suicide? Nothing more disturbing could have occurred to me, ever in my life. Now I know that I like that subject a lot, and that I know a big deal of networking but people don't want to accept that. The professor randomly decides to award me two entwined naughts, the friend of mine mocks at me, yes the Cisco friend, and I have this pretty girl asking some help on networking...My life has been one perfect epitome of paradoxes and ironies. I hate people from IIT Guwahati, and i am dumped into the same institute. I look down upon the seven something pointers and i have been inflicted with this curse of remaining in the seven something bracket forever...and fighting to maintain that, of late. I enjoy Networks the most and I perform the worst in the same. The pretty girl seeks help in the networking course. FUCK.

OK, forget about this...I thought i was writing something about happiness. By the way, my Cisco friend always finds it odd when I am not moaning about my sorrows...hihi...So, when I saw her coming, i tried to fish my pockets for something that could allow me to exchange coffee with the shop owner. And fortunately for me, I get my id card. And before she could utter something I had deposited my id card with the out there, and waved him for a coffee.

"Hey, could you help me with something on networking"

"I am afraid, why don't you ask the topper...I mean he should do a better job to satisfy your needs, of all kinds (a silent chuckle erupts into a broad smile)"

"No, i couldn't understand..."

"Coffee??"

"...the part that you discussed with Bose...regarding CSMA CD...you see..."

"Ek coffee aur de do (signaling at the coffee-wallah with all the pride I could garner)"

"...Oh com'on...I won't have coffee...Bhaiyya mat dena...(turning towards me)...I dont like these coffee they prepare, and by the way, I didn't ask for the coffee...!!!"

"I thought you were..."

"No, first let us talk something about the collision..."

(Of hearts, i would have fancied).

Blah...Blah...Blah.

Yeah, somehow I managed to escape that brutal assault of hers, in any possible sense that could have been. And while on the topic, i noticed the silent pink lips of hers...She was wearing a pink frock...and that accentuated the pink of her cheeks...and the pink smell of her perfume reminded me of...nothing, exactly. The conversation ended with a customary thanks giving.

The rest was all painted in pink, the moment onwards. I thought of something relating to pink, in a way yellow relates to jaundice. After the classes, I thought of asking her out. And you bet I did.

"Hey, Chitra, umm...ok, I am not happy that you refused a coffee with me"

"What?!!!??"

"No, i mean i thought it would have been kind-of nice to share a cup of coffee with you"

"Oh! sweetie, I don't like the coffee here, I told you...please don't feel bad...and don't you dare think I am arrogant...(a chirping laughter)"

"Oh...no...I just...just thought that(a foolish laughter)...but now i know more and better, i think...right!!! (pass on a smile, and you bet she reciprocates). Ok so I guess thats all for the day..."

"I am afraid, Vivek, pretty much"

"OK, so have a nice time...an tastier and healthier cups of coffee"

I turned away with that, calling my friends name, and asking for a lift.

"Are you free...i mean you don't have any prior commitment for the evening do you???"

"No, but i have to go for...yea I am absolutely free...why??"

"No, i thought we don't have labs and I am not doing anything this evening...so why not give you a chance to share a cup of coffee with me...!!!"

"But you don't like this cafeteria, do you?"

"No, dumbo, and thats why i asked if you were free...so that we could go out for the..."

"Are you hinting a date with me...(a sheepish grin)"

"...Shut up...you punk!!!"

Smiles all around.