“Hi guys this is Aarush,and Mr. Blogger insists you know me only as one of his old friends.And before beginning lemme first inform you that neither um a damn creative person nor my grip on the lingo is that great..So for those of you looking for something exceptional, I would advice u better click on the new tab button and switch…For others like me lets begin…..
Teesha was back to Delhi after a week long holiday with her family in Manali. We had planned to meet for a movie on the weekend. We reached the DT Cinemas in Shalimar Bagh at about 12.30 It was a 1.45 show, so we had time to roam around in the mall.”You wanna try your hand at this?” Teesha asked pointing to the Air hockey Table..”Yeah sure but I don’t see any opponent here”I replied. “Oh chill,I beat Jatin(her younger brother) 7-3 in Manali.” She exclaimed. “And you seriously think You can do the same to me.”I said inserting the coin into that machine.
The small yellow disk was subjected to a harsh thrashing for the next 120 seconds(mostly by the striker in my hand and the table walls rather than Teesha’s striker). The score read 7-0..” The game ended a bit early no..”I said pointing to the 180 seconds that were still remaining on the clock..”Insert another coin dude. I will bury you this time.”pat came the reply.. The score read 4-0 in the next 80 seconds(no prizes for guessing, Teesha was being outplayed again) Suddenly a shot,and a fierce one at that,struck the table wall and then her index finger hard. The striker dropped from her hand as her cute face turned red(more so her tiny ears). I put my striker on the table and gave her hand a gentle press.”Is it still paining?” I asked. “Obviously you hit it so damn hard.”shrugging her hand off mine. I looked up at the table clock.It read 150 seconds.”Still 150 secs to go.Come on,lets see if you can catch up.” I said. “This is still hurting.No ways I’d be able to compete”She said(as if earlier she was beating the hell out of me) “Ohkay,I play with the left hand.That evens it out.”I offered. She at once took the striker and struck the disk hard. 3-1. “Hey I was yet to take position”I argued as she opened her account. “Dun cry baby.Lets play.Just 100 sec left.” She said, the excitement in her voice overriding her pain. In the next 100 seconds,Teesha scored(rather I let her score) thrice. 3-4..the final scoreline read….”I won.I won”Her voice beaming with joy..An old couple sitting at the adjacent food stall looked at her in a disgruntled manner.She was happy and I could feel it.
We moved for the movie as she held my right elbow tightly(the one she had shrugged off 150 seconds ago) I felt as if loosing the game was completely worth it.We took a large popcorn and coke as we moved into the movie hall.I noticed the same old couple sitting next to Teesha as we took our seats.. The movie was a usual bollywood romcom with the sizzling hottie hellbent on pleasing the audience with her microscopic outfits.The Audience clapped and whistled everytime the pair onscreen got cosy. I saw the old Uncle feeling uneasy and making grumpy faces noticing me and Teesha sipping coke off the same can.It made me feel a bit uneasy…(Come on dude,watch the movie.You have not paid to see us)I wanted to tell the Old man but dint.
I left Teesha’s hand and slid back the armrest between us. Teesha could see my discomfort “Excuse me Aunty, do you mind telling your better half not to intrude in other people’s personal space please” She told the old Lady in a firm yet polite voice. The Lady glanced at me as if those were my instructions (but they were not and I was probably as much shocked as them)Teesha folded back the armrest and held my hand again. The Old Couple’s usual expression dint change and they left even before the interval..(Was that because of the biology onscreen or our chemistry offscreen, I wonder??) Any which way the movie ended after a few more loud claps and whistles.
I felt as if I just escaped the Bigg Boss House….
It was 5 in the evening as I drove back wondering over the days happenings….Was Teesha really hurt by that strike?? Or was it just a gimmick so I went a little easy??? Did she realize that I lost to her on purpose???Should I tell her that straight…??? No that wont be such a smart idea...and What would the Old Couple be thinking about us..??? and who in the first place told them to come and watch this movie...Perhaps they left just cos of the biology onscreen....???”
Teesha was back to Delhi after a week long holiday with her family in Manali. We had planned to meet for a movie on the weekend. We reached the DT Cinemas in Shalimar Bagh at about 12.30 It was a 1.45 show, so we had time to roam around in the mall.”You wanna try your hand at this?” Teesha asked pointing to the Air hockey Table..”Yeah sure but I don’t see any opponent here”I replied. “Oh chill,I beat Jatin(her younger brother) 7-3 in Manali.” She exclaimed. “And you seriously think You can do the same to me.”I said inserting the coin into that machine.
The small yellow disk was subjected to a harsh thrashing for the next 120 seconds(mostly by the striker in my hand and the table walls rather than Teesha’s striker). The score read 7-0..” The game ended a bit early no..”I said pointing to the 180 seconds that were still remaining on the clock..”Insert another coin dude. I will bury you this time.”pat came the reply.. The score read 4-0 in the next 80 seconds(no prizes for guessing, Teesha was being outplayed again) Suddenly a shot,and a fierce one at that,struck the table wall and then her index finger hard. The striker dropped from her hand as her cute face turned red(more so her tiny ears). I put my striker on the table and gave her hand a gentle press.”Is it still paining?” I asked. “Obviously you hit it so damn hard.”shrugging her hand off mine. I looked up at the table clock.It read 150 seconds.”Still 150 secs to go.Come on,lets see if you can catch up.” I said. “This is still hurting.No ways I’d be able to compete”She said(as if earlier she was beating the hell out of me) “Ohkay,I play with the left hand.That evens it out.”I offered. She at once took the striker and struck the disk hard. 3-1. “Hey I was yet to take position”I argued as she opened her account. “Dun cry baby.Lets play.Just 100 sec left.” She said, the excitement in her voice overriding her pain. In the next 100 seconds,Teesha scored(rather I let her score) thrice. 3-4..the final scoreline read….”I won.I won”Her voice beaming with joy..An old couple sitting at the adjacent food stall looked at her in a disgruntled manner.She was happy and I could feel it.
We moved for the movie as she held my right elbow tightly(the one she had shrugged off 150 seconds ago) I felt as if loosing the game was completely worth it.We took a large popcorn and coke as we moved into the movie hall.I noticed the same old couple sitting next to Teesha as we took our seats.. The movie was a usual bollywood romcom with the sizzling hottie hellbent on pleasing the audience with her microscopic outfits.The Audience clapped and whistled everytime the pair onscreen got cosy. I saw the old Uncle feeling uneasy and making grumpy faces noticing me and Teesha sipping coke off the same can.It made me feel a bit uneasy…(Come on dude,watch the movie.You have not paid to see us)I wanted to tell the Old man but dint.
I left Teesha’s hand and slid back the armrest between us. Teesha could see my discomfort “Excuse me Aunty, do you mind telling your better half not to intrude in other people’s personal space please” She told the old Lady in a firm yet polite voice. The Lady glanced at me as if those were my instructions (but they were not and I was probably as much shocked as them)Teesha folded back the armrest and held my hand again. The Old Couple’s usual expression dint change and they left even before the interval..(Was that because of the biology onscreen or our chemistry offscreen, I wonder??) Any which way the movie ended after a few more loud claps and whistles.
I felt as if I just escaped the Bigg Boss House….
It was 5 in the evening as I drove back wondering over the days happenings….Was Teesha really hurt by that strike?? Or was it just a gimmick so I went a little easy??? Did she realize that I lost to her on purpose???Should I tell her that straight…??? No that wont be such a smart idea...and What would the Old Couple be thinking about us..??? and who in the first place told them to come and watch this movie...Perhaps they left just cos of the biology onscreen....???”
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