Sunday, August 2, 2009

On the roof in the rain



They were always very good friends. They seem to understand each other better than anybody else. It was the day of convocation and they were meeting after a very long time. He didnt know when will he be able to see her again. It was now or never





They used to hangout at the roof of the department, away from everyone else, for hours. He asked her to meet him there after the convocation....





at 8 in the evening!



He was there before his watch struck 8!





Even though it was raining heavily. It didnt stop him from standing in their favorite spot under the sky.




After what seemed like an eternity(2 minutes 43 seconds) of waiting she arrived completely drenched as she had given her umbrella to her friend who had gone to meet her boyfriend.




They talked standing in the rains, remembering all the time they spent together on that spot. His heart was beating fast and he knew that this is the last chance. He confessed his true feelings for her.




She had been waiting for him to say those words to her. The joy was overwhelming. They promised to each other that they wont be separated again, they will live and die together, as they embraced each other passionately.




Then they got struck by lightning and they fulfilled their promise to each other!!!

9 comments:

  1. are you training to be a script writer for the next saas-bahu-esque crappy indian soap opera??

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  2. Obviously!!! Thats the first step to fame. You can close your eyes, you can switch off the tv but the saas-bahu will get you... BTW this was the presentatin I gave in the class... to my seniors, on their convocation day!!

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  3. yeah, i remember you telling me....btw, did you guys also have backgroud music?
    such a story without a BAD background score (taken from some HIT hindi flick, of course) would suck dinosaur ass

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  4. btw, why am I the ONLY one who comments on your posts. i know a couple of people who read (i WOULDN'T say follow) your blog. You ought to drop them a stinker of a mail.

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  5. i never thought Woody Allen would change ur thought process to this extremity!!!!!!man u cant think of a happy ending huh??:-)

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  6. wut teh eff... what in lords name inspired u 2 write this thing which seems like ur precipitate if u know hwta i mean :P ... btw i also got started bt motherlover blogspot wont post my stuff... racist bastuds.. btw nice thing u gat going on bt dont post this kinda gobar again.. :D
    cheerz

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  7. too gud man!!!!i thought tht it wil hav a happy ending bt suddenly u tuk d blog in different directn..realy njyd reading it..do continue writing stuffs lik ds so tht we njy in d same way....

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  8. pradeep you have talent.i read most of your posts and have been struck by your sensibilities.god bless you.and btw who is mother moon?

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  9. ummm... i fel like a dog whoz chewing a rexin piece thinking it 2 b leather.. well wht r d probablities that d couple wud get struck by d lightning.. nearly none. so stop hankering that stuff...

    however, your story does seem to have a metaphorical similarity to ur cases wid girls.. n u hav sat down 2 imagine wht wud happen if in case u do get a girl.. n u both actually fall in love.. thn considering ur supremely traitorous luck.. this is wht wud hav happened...

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