May 1, 2006
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Introduction. From a previous post.
This is a talk between two strangers meeting at work place. They decide to live together and all these are talks between them in the evenings when they sit in the couch and watch T.V or movies or listen to music.
The 'I' here is a depiction of myself. Jennifer is the favorite name of mine so I gave that name to this fictitious character. This character may take characteristics of many women. Most of the time she will be just talking to me her mind, through that I will try to express what I feel about contemporary events and my thoughts about life.
I will try my best to update the Evening Talks when it is ready. Sometime it will be daily or every other day or sometimes it will come twice in a week or just a weekly update. It depends on the availability of time. Nothing is a taboo for these adults. If the language is for adults only I will post a warning.
Enjoy if you can.
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Evening Talks-Weekend Thoughts.
Mornings are not my time… it is just the opposite for Jennifer. She wakes up so early and does most of the things in the morning. On a Saturday morning there are no exceptions I hate anyone waking me up Jennifer knows that and probably was very careful in getting the Washer started and went out by the time I woke up.
The sun gathered all he can and was trying his best to blaze upon the Earth, but the old man winter is the winner of the day even though he lost most of his piercing claws and teeth.
I woke up listening to my own voice from the phone, as the ringer of my PDA phone is my own voice saying, “Hey, pick up the phone man, pick up the phone, just pick up the phone”. It was Jennifer… she asked me “Hey there, are you up… or did I woke you up?”
“You woke me up” I said through my yawns “What’s up Jennifer? Where are you?” I got curious when I got a call at about 11:30AM and it is not my habit to wake up that early on a weekend.
“I am at Jessica’s; you want to join us for lunch?” Jennifer asked.
I got up and said “No, I look like a wreck, No, I am going to chill out here got a lot to write… it is all ringing in the mind now. Go ahead…. I am fine, thanks for asking.” I chained all I can say in one breath.
“Okay… I will talk to you later” Jennifer said before she hang up the phone.
I did all the morning formalities in the toilet and came out then I made my tea… the cardamom, saffron, honey, vanilla syrup and the English breakfast tea perfectly blended. “Boy I am getting good at making good tea” I said taking a sip of my tea after eating hot peanuts. I love the feeling I get drinking hot tea after eating spicy food.
With ESPN going on I don’t know what program was in there, still I like to hear some noise even when I asleep. Silence is something that scares me. I just stretched a bit and thought about something my mother said a long time back about my birth.
The further side of the town to the west,
The hospital was small but well equipped,
A mother to be in pain listened,
To the crashing of the waves upon the rocky sea walls.
The labor was long and hard still the baby never came,
He held on in the end doctors with a vacuum pulled him out,
The vacuum broke and safe he was and the mother,
Still the stubborn new born kept his silence,
The doctors and nurses all in surprise but cared,
Minutes went by and after listening to the roaring sea,
For twenty long minutes all around he listened,
From just the heart beat of a mom to the wilderness of the world,
Then he screamed and screamed and screamed all night.
Now I know why silence around me I hate,
As silence of mine is not what my mother first wished,
And even through my childhood, adolescent and youthful days,
When I screamed, shouted aloud and in high volume music I played,
The ever patient mother never said a word,
And I know she still don’t wish a bit of silence from me.
I scribbled those words in my writing pad thinking about my mother’s words and for some reason a thought of new beginning came to my mind. What is that? I was not able to talk in my mind about it as the phone rang again.
“This is Jennifer… how are you doing?” the ever giggling Jennifer asked.
“I am cool… I had my tea and snacks… so what are you up to? Are you coming home tonight?” I asked.
“mmm that’s what I want to speak about… I am going out on a dinner date… Jessica introduced me to this guy.” Jennifer paused and continued. “I want a favor… I am on my way there, can you bring down my brown coat… it is kinda cold out tonight”… Jennifer went silent after she finished. I waited for a moment and said
“Oh yeah… you mean the one with the big white buttons?”
“Yup that’s the one” she said… “ I just reached the apartment”…
“Okay I am on my way downstairs” I said it without a thought. I took her coat and went downstairs. Her car was waiting with blinkers on in front of the apartment and I gave her the coat passively and said.
“Have a wonderful evening…” then only I noticed it is dark outside. I asked Jennifer “What time is it?” Jennifer with a smile said…”6:32”
“Oh, I kinda got lost in my own thoughts…. Gotta go Jennifer… Enjoy your date”
“Good night” She shouted.
I walked back to the apartment and got into the elevator… then the whole friendly date and talk during that time came to my mind like a flash and it all disappeared like a flash.
While getting into my apartment unknowingly I said aloud
“Women for me are like flashes of brightness in the dark… what in the end remains is darkness and silent love”
Comments (2)
holy philosophical pessimism, batman.
what you said was true though.
AHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHA yes.. in fact i do know what you mean.. it is very difficult to be negative during spring and summer.
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