January 12, 2006

I am innocent ...

This is an incident from school. Class XIIth to be precise...

 

So it rains in Pune and it rains bad! We had a lecture off and we were all full of energy at 9 in the morning. Our class overlooked a road along our school and we see this babe walking – getting drenched.

 

With physically appealing assets, the lady was of course a pleasure to watch.

 

About 10 mins later, I see this lady charging into our class and grabbing me – the poor boy who was expecting a chalk delivered to him by an ace bowler so he could whack it away using the roll of his chemistry class book. The cricket was stopped and the fuming lady caught me by my collar and dragged me out. It was all too fast.

 

It was only later I figured out that the XII arts guys were hooting and booing at her all along and if that wasn’t enough – some one showed her his attractive middle finger and voiced his ‘aatee kya’ in a very promiscuous manner.

 

Because she could not see the guy clearly – all she saw was some guy with specs – I, the poor cricket loving soul became the victim.