It had been a fairly delightful auto-ride yesterday. I was returning home from a place called 'office', and I had this bulky man sitting beside me. All was normal, untill that man dressed in a black shirt with white bobby-prints and a black trouser, with a shaped-moustache took a cell-phone out of his pocket and made a call...pause...pause...and the man was swearing to destroy 'everything' to somebody. What followed was a 10 minute-long devastating conversation (of which I could hear only the one-sided opinions and accusations). The man was probably accusing his wife of infedility and 'perhaps' vice-versa.
I love these rides. An auto. Five people. Five different stories.
At that point, the others in the auto, including me were smiling and stealing glances amongst themselves. What a sadistic treat it was. I apologise to that man for making his private stuff public and thank him, cause his misfortune happened to bring a passing smile on the face of the other sadistic pieces of shit sitting in the auto. Long Live Sadism!!!
i thnk it was the man cheatng his wife...n acusng his grlfrnd on phone for cheatng on him...
ReplyDeletewat eva...
long liv sadism...
yes yes... what the fuck is our sad life without being able to smile at the sadness of other fellow sad beings...
ReplyDeleteits what we r all born to do. :)
but yes that concept of five sad lives on one fun ride is really amazing. n guess what... it happens only n only in our damn amazing city!!! its not for nothing that bongs are accused for being 'arty'ily sad throughout the whole sad world. :D