Any of you guys like Theatre?
The other day I bumped into a old school friend and he mentioned that he was going with a female friend for a Piano recital and so I just walked with him. Sometimes he would just smile at me and then look ahead again. He would again turn towards and and just as I would smile back he would turn his head again..... I think he was playing a game. It was so much fun. Meeting old friends has always been such a fun thing for me.
What was most funny was that he kept on mentioning that he was meeting a female friend, and I would retort..."yes, you've mentioned that before"..... and no matter how many times I would remind him he just kept on forgetting this and would every few minutes say something to the same effect........ like the 7th time that he said the same thing his words were like.......... "Do you think I am well dressed? This is an important night..I've planned it since a very long time, this girl really means a lot to me....... I think we have something here".......... I was again thinking...... I must be smart.... this man is saying the same things again and again using different words..........
It funny how old acquaintances manage to find time for each other. I remember in school this guy hated me.... he would hardly ever talk to me..... and was all mean with me. Now after so many years he has seen me and all those memories have dissolved into the background.
Anyways..... we get there and I buy myself a ticket and go inside. This is the first time I am being associated with the musical world. Indeed, I feel honored to be invited. The seats are bright red and they are all velvety...... I like it in here. When the woman does start playing is when I realize this is not that much fun. I look at her.... and she seems to frown at me. I stick my tongue out.... very little..... can be barely made out....... but I think she has noticed and my friend does too, he tells me to sit still and not disturb the artist. I open my bag of crisps and again I get those angry stares. These artistic people have so many hang ups..... its frustrating. Anyways, it finally gets over and we are on our ways. Just as I leave, the pretty girl who has come with my school friend mentions that the next time he is planning on going out and is inviting me, she should be told much in advance.
I think she likes me. Its so funny, I did not look at her even once..... yet.... I caught her fancy.
That night I think of the possibilities of a future with a woman who deeply loves and yet one which i know so little of.
Choices choices choices...
