"Bellaaaaaa," I yelled at the top of my lungs.
"Dude, my eardrums would curse you one day for sure," she covered her ears with her hands.
"why the hell do I have to got through this again?" I asked.
"cause it's time you pick one from our list or tell us your choice," Bella, my best friend, was trapped by my mother for her mission. Wow!
"you can't be my friend!"
"that won't help you escape, so..."
"fine," I declared and Bella was left surprised, rather shocked.
"you're ready for it?"
"'course...is he?"
"what?" the sudden change of mood was unacceptable to Bella. Typical woman that she is! If at once you agree to something, she'll think there's some nuisance there.
"game for it?"
"totally"
"well then, he'll have a ride of his life," I grinned.
"I'm not amused, Fei"
"that's why my friend, you're married. buhahahaha..."
"Fei..." I ignored her and opened my closet.
"Bel, what do I wear? oh and yeah, what time is it fixed?"
"5pm"
"Perfect, I'm sure this would be the last time ma asks me to marry," the last few words were only for my ears.
"What are you mumbling?"
"hmmm, nothing at all. Just excited"
"not bad Fei, I'm happy you're finally understanding aunty"
"You bet I am"
My mother was after my life to get me married, I never understood the reason. I was only 24 years of age, young enough to go out and explore the world and establish myself. I was in no mood to serve a swollen ego of some corporate slave. I had better things to do in life. This would be the fourth guy I'd meet. Neil was the name. Nice name, but what's in a name anyways!
"Feiyaz, what are you doing inside? come down or I'll come up."
"Coming, my love," I said over the phone.
I wore a torn leather skirt with a shimmery shirt, exposing my UGs, tucked in and a feather cap. I left my hair untied, wore mismatched earings, red lipstick and purple eyeliner and boots.
"Hi everybody" I said standing on the stairs legs crossed. Ma didn't look at me even for once fearing I might just be weird. Mothers I tell you! She looked at Neil to introduce me, "Neil, this is..."she turned to me, "jeez". Neil blowed water from his mouth when he saw me. I fluttered my eyelashes.
"Feiyaz," ma gave me an angry look, too late for that. Bella joined ma, dad giggled. I winked at him and went straight to Neil.
"Hey Neil," I pinched him on his arm.
"huh!"
"New pinch, nice shirt"
"It isn't new," he was puzzled.
"Oh! ya? Actually, people always wear something new when they go for proposals and all," I said casually. "Eh! I'm sorry, you can pinch me back if you want."
"there she goes again," I heard dad tell Bella. I kept standing near him.
"Sit down, Feiyaz," ma said.
"yeah" I didn't take my eyes off him. I could smell uneasiness.
"something wrong," he settled his shirt and things around him.
"naah, was just wondering why aren't you wearing anything new. Aren't you excited to meet me?" I said taking a deep breath. He still didn't say anything. Bugger! Tough nut!
"Let me show you my room." Dad lowered the newspaper to look at me. I winked, he smiled and ma grew tense. I took him upstairs to my room.
"what's your zodiac?"
"Taurus"
"whattt! ah...err...I mean...uh-ohkay, Taurus," I fumbled more than required. God! I should've been an actress.
"What's with the Taurus thing?" he said totally easy about what I could've meant by that. He took a chewing gum from his pocket and offered me one.
"I hate gum, chewing gums," I twichted my nose.
"I love 'em. I eat it all the time," he said. Loser!
"this is my room," I said pointing at the door. The door quote read "Buggers stay out!"
"Buggers!!, so I'm liked then, I guess?" he dared to ask.
"reality check..." I sneered.
"huh?" he reacted like a pinched him in his butt.
"please sit," I pulled out the couch for him.
"can I use your bathroom?"
"no," I laughed, "of course, this way," I have heard that going for a leak at times happens when one is nervous. He went in and exactly after 20 seconds I knocked.
"yea"
"What else are you doing in there?" I questioned.
"what the hell!"
"guys take only 20 seconds for a leak, I've read a survey. so, I was guessing..." I was shouting unnecessarily for my voice to reach him when he opened the door and stood infront of me. I liked his timing. I batted my eyelashes and tilted my head to the left. His expression changed from irritation to disgust. I could sense my victory yet again.
"you took more than 20 minutes, unlike guys," I knew if someone would've done the same to me, I'd have smashed the person's face right there.
"so, does that conclude I'm not a guy?"
Boy! he was pissed. I didn't feel sorry.
"how on earth am I supposed to know that?" I picked up a candle and smelled it, turned to him and said, "smell this." He was standing near the bedpost staring at me.
"What happened? this is one of my favourite candle, smells really good," and that was the only truth of the one-hour conversation I had with him.
"I don't like candles"
"really? I've read..."
"I don't want to know what you've read. I just don't." Had I been a 5-year0old kid, he would have slapped me for sure.
I frowned, "you're so rude"
"and you?"
"I'm trying to know your tastes, you're not even trying, goose!" 'piss on your tastes' I said to myself.
"Goose! huh...sure. you're telling me what you like, when did you ask me my tastes?"
"that's how I'd know," I sniffed like I would cry any minute.
"strange ways..." he said, I covered my face to make it even more clear that I can cry.
"alright, I'm sorry. Sit, we'll talk," the moment he sat on the couch, there came a funny sound, that of a fart!
I held my nose with my thumb and index funger and my eyes bulged. He was embarrassed and I contributed to it by spraying the room freshner.
"need a tablet?" I asked.
"I...ummm...I didn't do that..."
"it's fine, happens. Don't be abashed, c'mon" I burst out laughing, "but seriously, do you need a tablet?"
"nooo" he was losing it with me and I was enjoying every minute. Poor guy! fell victim to the fart-ish toy placed under the couch. By then, comfort was just ouot of the list.
I lifted my pillow and threw it on the side he sat. I started running all around the room throwing things here and there. I pulled out the drawer and not finding anything, I scratched my head and pulled my hair. Neil looked startled, "what's wrong? you fine?"
"I...can't find my cheese cube. I had kept it somewhere. God!" I panicked.
"my cheese cube? there must be some in the kitchen..."
"I eat mozarella cheese. I can't do without it...I'm sweating, shit! I'll faint," I held my head.
"yuck...unbaked mozarella tastes like puke,"
"you've had puke, freak! you don't know...it's heaven," I closed my eyes and licked my lips.
"you're addicted?"
"whatever..." I crashed on my bed and ripped my boots and socks and acted liked a crazy woman.
"I think I should leave," said Neil afraid I might just molest him. I began breathing heavily and groaning and whispered, "cheese, uh...cheese...ummm....ohh...cheese!"
He left the room murmering something and I was successful yet again. I immediately called dad.
"mission accomplished?" dad asked.
"yet again, baby" I sang.
"guess what, I'm addicted to mozarella of all things in my life" I giggled.
"what!"
"yes dad...it just happened, you see. But I swear, he's tough.
"you are such a devil, Fei"
"I know and I hope he spreads the word like fire," just then the door flung open and to my bewilderment Neil stood there, "Good job!"
I was boxed. I did feel bad, but for some seconds. It was party time for me anyways.
Two weeks later, I got to know that Neil has said a 'yes' to me. All that while, he followed me and gathered as much information about me as possible. He also said that I was the woman who could keep him kicking all his life. Right!!
It's been four years since then and I'm happy kicking him day and night!
"Dude, my eardrums would curse you one day for sure," she covered her ears with her hands.
"why the hell do I have to got through this again?" I asked.
"cause it's time you pick one from our list or tell us your choice," Bella, my best friend, was trapped by my mother for her mission. Wow!
"you can't be my friend!"
"that won't help you escape, so..."
"fine," I declared and Bella was left surprised, rather shocked.
"you're ready for it?"
"'course...is he?"
"what?" the sudden change of mood was unacceptable to Bella. Typical woman that she is! If at once you agree to something, she'll think there's some nuisance there.
"game for it?"
"totally"
"well then, he'll have a ride of his life," I grinned.
"I'm not amused, Fei"
"that's why my friend, you're married. buhahahaha..."
"Fei..." I ignored her and opened my closet.
"Bel, what do I wear? oh and yeah, what time is it fixed?"
"5pm"
"Perfect, I'm sure this would be the last time ma asks me to marry," the last few words were only for my ears.
"What are you mumbling?"
"hmmm, nothing at all. Just excited"
"not bad Fei, I'm happy you're finally understanding aunty"
"You bet I am"
My mother was after my life to get me married, I never understood the reason. I was only 24 years of age, young enough to go out and explore the world and establish myself. I was in no mood to serve a swollen ego of some corporate slave. I had better things to do in life. This would be the fourth guy I'd meet. Neil was the name. Nice name, but what's in a name anyways!
"Feiyaz, what are you doing inside? come down or I'll come up."
"Coming, my love," I said over the phone.
I wore a torn leather skirt with a shimmery shirt, exposing my UGs, tucked in and a feather cap. I left my hair untied, wore mismatched earings, red lipstick and purple eyeliner and boots.
"Hi everybody" I said standing on the stairs legs crossed. Ma didn't look at me even for once fearing I might just be weird. Mothers I tell you! She looked at Neil to introduce me, "Neil, this is..."she turned to me, "jeez". Neil blowed water from his mouth when he saw me. I fluttered my eyelashes.
"Feiyaz," ma gave me an angry look, too late for that. Bella joined ma, dad giggled. I winked at him and went straight to Neil.
"Hey Neil," I pinched him on his arm.
"huh!"
"New pinch, nice shirt"
"It isn't new," he was puzzled.
"Oh! ya? Actually, people always wear something new when they go for proposals and all," I said casually. "Eh! I'm sorry, you can pinch me back if you want."
"there she goes again," I heard dad tell Bella. I kept standing near him.
"Sit down, Feiyaz," ma said.
"yeah" I didn't take my eyes off him. I could smell uneasiness.
"something wrong," he settled his shirt and things around him.
"naah, was just wondering why aren't you wearing anything new. Aren't you excited to meet me?" I said taking a deep breath. He still didn't say anything. Bugger! Tough nut!
"Let me show you my room." Dad lowered the newspaper to look at me. I winked, he smiled and ma grew tense. I took him upstairs to my room.
"what's your zodiac?"
"Taurus"
"whattt! ah...err...I mean...uh-ohkay, Taurus," I fumbled more than required. God! I should've been an actress.
"What's with the Taurus thing?" he said totally easy about what I could've meant by that. He took a chewing gum from his pocket and offered me one.
"I hate gum, chewing gums," I twichted my nose.
"I love 'em. I eat it all the time," he said. Loser!
"this is my room," I said pointing at the door. The door quote read "Buggers stay out!"
"Buggers!!, so I'm liked then, I guess?" he dared to ask.
"reality check..." I sneered.
"huh?" he reacted like a pinched him in his butt.
"please sit," I pulled out the couch for him.
"can I use your bathroom?"
"no," I laughed, "of course, this way," I have heard that going for a leak at times happens when one is nervous. He went in and exactly after 20 seconds I knocked.
"yea"
"What else are you doing in there?" I questioned.
"what the hell!"
"guys take only 20 seconds for a leak, I've read a survey. so, I was guessing..." I was shouting unnecessarily for my voice to reach him when he opened the door and stood infront of me. I liked his timing. I batted my eyelashes and tilted my head to the left. His expression changed from irritation to disgust. I could sense my victory yet again.
"you took more than 20 minutes, unlike guys," I knew if someone would've done the same to me, I'd have smashed the person's face right there.
"so, does that conclude I'm not a guy?"
Boy! he was pissed. I didn't feel sorry.
"how on earth am I supposed to know that?" I picked up a candle and smelled it, turned to him and said, "smell this." He was standing near the bedpost staring at me.
"What happened? this is one of my favourite candle, smells really good," and that was the only truth of the one-hour conversation I had with him.
"I don't like candles"
"really? I've read..."
"I don't want to know what you've read. I just don't." Had I been a 5-year0old kid, he would have slapped me for sure.
I frowned, "you're so rude"
"and you?"
"I'm trying to know your tastes, you're not even trying, goose!" 'piss on your tastes' I said to myself.
"Goose! huh...sure. you're telling me what you like, when did you ask me my tastes?"
"that's how I'd know," I sniffed like I would cry any minute.
"strange ways..." he said, I covered my face to make it even more clear that I can cry.
"alright, I'm sorry. Sit, we'll talk," the moment he sat on the couch, there came a funny sound, that of a fart!
I held my nose with my thumb and index funger and my eyes bulged. He was embarrassed and I contributed to it by spraying the room freshner.
"need a tablet?" I asked.
"I...ummm...I didn't do that..."
"it's fine, happens. Don't be abashed, c'mon" I burst out laughing, "but seriously, do you need a tablet?"
"nooo" he was losing it with me and I was enjoying every minute. Poor guy! fell victim to the fart-ish toy placed under the couch. By then, comfort was just ouot of the list.
I lifted my pillow and threw it on the side he sat. I started running all around the room throwing things here and there. I pulled out the drawer and not finding anything, I scratched my head and pulled my hair. Neil looked startled, "what's wrong? you fine?"
"I...can't find my cheese cube. I had kept it somewhere. God!" I panicked.
"my cheese cube? there must be some in the kitchen..."
"I eat mozarella cheese. I can't do without it...I'm sweating, shit! I'll faint," I held my head.
"yuck...unbaked mozarella tastes like puke,"
"you've had puke, freak! you don't know...it's heaven," I closed my eyes and licked my lips.
"you're addicted?"
"whatever..." I crashed on my bed and ripped my boots and socks and acted liked a crazy woman.
"I think I should leave," said Neil afraid I might just molest him. I began breathing heavily and groaning and whispered, "cheese, uh...cheese...ummm....ohh...cheese!"
He left the room murmering something and I was successful yet again. I immediately called dad.
"mission accomplished?" dad asked.
"yet again, baby" I sang.
"guess what, I'm addicted to mozarella of all things in my life" I giggled.
"what!"
"yes dad...it just happened, you see. But I swear, he's tough.
"you are such a devil, Fei"
"I know and I hope he spreads the word like fire," just then the door flung open and to my bewilderment Neil stood there, "Good job!"
I was boxed. I did feel bad, but for some seconds. It was party time for me anyways.
Two weeks later, I got to know that Neil has said a 'yes' to me. All that while, he followed me and gathered as much information about me as possible. He also said that I was the woman who could keep him kicking all his life. Right!!
It's been four years since then and I'm happy kicking him day and night!
2 comments:
When I first read this post, one thought that came to my mind was: Wow, she writes fiction very well... She can be a good fiction writer..
So, without wasting any time (as I have been doing so..) let me ask you to write more such incidents.. Its refreshing, cute and above all, very very interesting that gels with your writing style..
~Cheers Life!~
Jay
LifesPurple.com
Thank you so much Jay. I too love to write fiction. Imagination helps. I'll surely try to write more incidents.
Cheers
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