PUKE AND LAUGH

I had to go to New Delhi few days back. I was greeted by my neighbor, whom I thought was a cheerful guy.He asked my where abouts and told his.He talked incessantly without having any mercy on me.He was going to Bhopal to attend his brother's wedding.He told me how he was forced to go for Rajdhani as air fare is around 25,000 INR from B'lore to Bhopal (in the last few days).He was telling about how he almost missed the train.I couldn't bare him anymore.His incessant talk became nauseating."A cheerful guy" impression started fading away and "an annoying guy" impression started taking shape from the former's silhouette.My feelings were almost similar to John Doe's in the David Fincher's film, seven.Lines read by somerset from his dairy(sorry!not a dairy.He scribbles some sentences whenever he feels like writing).

"On the subway today,a man came to me to start a conversation. He made small talk,

this lonely man,talking about the weather and other things. I tried to be pleasant

and accommodating,but my head began to hurt from his banality. I almost didn't

notice it had happened,but I suddenly threw up all over him. He was not pleased,

and I couldn't help laughing."

Ah!what fun it is to puke on an annoying person and laugh at him! I somehow managed to escape and climbed up to my berth(and never dared to go down).I somehow got lost in my thoughts and fell asleep.What a relief!