Strain

"Get out of my sight you creep!!!", she screamed. Here I was, sitting in the railway station waiting room while she screamt (Wait. Is it screamed?) Yeah so she was screaming at what looked like some dude who asked her out or something. She picked up her black bag and came and sat opposite me. My hand automatically went to my bag and I put my arm into the strap. (Read http://bratbigb.blogspot.in/2014/04/love-is-blind.html for reasons)
"What?", she barked. Only then did I realise that she was staring at me staring at her. "No no sorry, I just remembered an incident", I told her. "Does it look like I care?", she asked. I was shocked at how rude she was, but I could understand her situation. "Sorry", I said, and went back to my Rubik's cube. "Is that a Rubik's cube?", she spoke up after two minutes. I silently nodded without looking up. "I'm sorry about that. I shouldn't have snapped at you.", she said. "It's okay. Lots of weirdos around", I told her. She smiled awkwardly. "Wow! Did you just solve it?", she asked. "Yup. It's easy.", I bragged. "Can you please teach me? I am Gita by the way", she introduced herself. I was reminded of my last encounter with a pretty girl and I chuckled. "Is there a problem?, she asked visibly irritated. I said "I am very sorry. I was reminded of this incident." "Tell me about it. Now I am curious.", she said.
So I told her the entire story. She laughed so loud, a couple of people turned to look at us. I was starting to like her. "Stop it you idiot", I told myself. "Stop what?", she asked. Only then I realized that I had spoken out loud. "I have this tendency to do stupid things", I said. "Stupid things like what?", she asked. "Let us not go there", I said. "Turn that face once clockwise", I said, trying to change the topic back to the Rubik's cube. Ten minutes later we had solved it and there was so much satisfaction on her face. I could see it.
"You don't have to clutch your bag so tight, you know?" she playfully asked. I sheepishly put it down and smiled. I was about to let her know how I felt about her when she stood up and said "Thank you for the cubing lesson. I am off." Never did I feel more constipated in the sense that so much had to come out but nothing did. She walked out and walked away. I missed her already. I took a sudden decision to chase her and get her phone number at least. I ran outside the waiting room and I could see her far away. I suddenly realized that my train was about to leave. I heard the engine horn. It was telling me to make a choice. I decided to run in the direction that would define me for the rest of my life. I started running. I picked up speed. I was running unbelievably fast like never before. I almost caught up and for the last 20 years, this is where I wake up.
So I have been having this dream for so many years now. It has something to do with a train. There are so many versions of it. Today it was the girl. One time I had gone to buy idli and my train started. But I always end at this point where I have to choose between the train and something else. I wake up from the dream just when I start running.
---The (abrupt) end---

Sorry if you had too many hopes from the story. I have hopes too. Hopes of finding out what I am chasing in life.

Outception

He kept looking at his watch. He didn't want to seem restless but he really wanted to leave. It was just 2:30 in the afternoon. He didn't want anybody to suspect him so he just took a few deep breaths and decided to kill time. He knew he couldn't leave before 6:00 pm without risking getting caught. He tried chatting with his colleagues. They were talking about some dude's wedding in the office. He didn't seem to care. He really had to go. He couldn't focus on what they were saying. He looked at his watch. 2:35 pm. "Damn it!!", he cursed under his breath. "Only 5 minutes?? Are you kidding me?", he thought.
He decided to sing some songs but he was useless with lyrics. So he hummed the tune of an entire album containing seven songs. He checked his watch again. 2:45 pm. This time he pounded his fist on the table and 3 people looked in his direction. Nobody understood how important it was for him to leave. He had to save the world. He was Clark Kent. Nobody knew he was Superman. He just wanted to undo the top two buttons of his shirt and magically make his spectacles disappear and just fly out of his office. On impulse, he decided to take off. He flew out of the building but the freakin revolving door hit him on the head and he fell down with a thud. He got whacked on the head. "Fallen asleep on our desk again, have we?", asked his teammate. "Who was it today? Batman or Wonder Woman?" Or was it Spiderman like the other day? I remember you mumbling "No Mary Jane. Don't go to Harry."", and he burst out laughing. He had fallen asleep at his desk as usual and he was glad that his boss didn't catch him. He checked the time. 3:00 pm. He swore out loud. What was wrong with the world, he wondered. The last half an hour felt like the first five minutes of a Sanjay Leela Bhansali movie. That was the last time he had experienced so much torture. He decided to go take a tea break but it was just 3:05 pm. He went alone, drank tea, took a long walk and eventually returned some 45 minutes later only to find out that the time was just 3:20 pm. He tried to hold his breath and commit suicide but he failed some 20 seconds later. There he was, suffering in his office, while there was important stuff to be done. He picked up his bag and stealthily slipped out. A black cat crossed his path just outside the office. He cursed out loud and tried to cross the road when a loud horn startled him. He noticed the lorry when it was just a few feet away. Before he could react, BAAAAM! "Dude you really should stop sleeping in office.", his other teammate said. "Why were you swearing in your sleep by the way?", she asked.

Caught napping by two different people on the same day, he thought to himself. 3:45 pm. He really wanted to rip his intestines out in boredom and anger. "We could call it banger or angdom", he thought inside his head and immediately felt that he would gladly prefer the Sanjay Leela Bhansali torture also now. "You know what? Chuck everything. Let superman die. Let Mary Jane go to Harry Osborne. Let the world explode into tiny billion pieces and poke Bhansali in the eye. Let Hum Dil De Chuke Sanam be rated number 1 on IMDB. I just don't care!!!", his inner voice screamed out. "I am going to write a story", he thought to himself. He picked up his pen and notepad and began writing-
"He kept looking at his watch. He didn't want to seem restless but he really wanted to leave. It was just 2:30 in the afternoon. He didn't want anybody to suspect him so he just took a few deep breaths and decided to kill time....

Roller coaster

So I have been getting pretty annoyed thanks to the increasing number of twists and turns in all the books, TV shows and movies. Though one enjoys the twists, they must be well timed and they must make the reader feel thrilled. Nowadays, these buggers are putting twists like anything and I think the author gets more thrill than the poor readers. So here's me trying to put twists (no let us call it a roller coaster), and getting some thrill out of writing one lame ass story.

"Life's small joys", he thought to himself. He was sitting in his balcony, sipping a hot cup of tea while watching the first drops of rain grace the city.
"Life's small joys", she thought to herself. He was sitting in his balcony, sipping a hot cup of tea while watching the first drops of rain grace the city, thereby allowing her to watch her favourite TV show.
Of course, both of them were unaware of the trouble that was looming around them. A burglar was watching both of them, trying to figure out a way to sneak in, steal the documents and sneak out. He made his move and decided to just go for it. He walked in through the main gate, walked to their house, picked the lock with his master key, walked in stealthily, took the documents from the table and walked out. "Boss should be very happy with me", he thought.
Of course, he was unaware of the cops who were watching him all along. The owners of the house were in fact, high officials in the police force and were well aware of the thief watching them.
The thief called his boss and said, "Boss, everything is done." The boss laughed and said, "not exactly. But your job is done!" Before our thief could react, the cops surrounded him, and nabbed him.
Another man, watched from the adjacent building as all this unfolded. He called the boss and said "Done." The boss laughed to himself.

**Flashback**
One day, the thief walked over to the boss and said that he wanted a lot of money to keep his mouth shut. He had the audacity to blackmail the boss. The boss had sent the thief on one last assignment and promised him a lot of money. He himself tipped the police so that the thief could be put away.
**End of Flashback**

He laughed again because he was the evil villain and that is what evil villains do. Nobody could mess with him and succeed. Evil dark theme played in the background. Suddenly, a knock is heard on the door. The boss opened the door and found the thief standing outside.

**Another Flashback**
The thief had already submitted all evidence to the cops 3 days before and all this was a detailed scheme to get the boss' address. He knew that the boss would tip the cops and they would be able to trace the call back to his address.
**End of Another Flashback**

The husband, the wife and the thief laughed in a dramatic fashion and arrest the boss.
The end.

Love is blind

The train was late by one hour. I was going to die of boredom when she walked by. She went past me, turned around and asked if she could sit opposite me. I would have said yes even if she would have asked if she could poison me. I nodded and she sat down. "Horrible weather, I tell you" she randomly spat out. I nodded again. "What is that? Are you solving a rubik's cube?", she asked. Now she had my attention. I told her to give me two minutes and I solved it completely. She seemed pretty impressed, I thought. I passed the cube to her. She said she would shuffle it so I could try again. Two minutes later, I handed it back to her, completely solved. She gave me a look of amazement. She asked me where I was off to. "Hyderabad", I said. The next few moments have been etched in my memory forever. She came closer, looked into my eyes and said, "I am a straightforward person. I like you. Here, take my number and call me when you are back. Why don't we meet for coffee?" I nodded like a puppy. Off she went, with my heart and off her partner went with my bags while I was distracted.