Whiskey Please! contd….

yes ma’am, i have a big one ….. actually I was the notorious captain who led the gigantic ship “TITANIC” to meet its unfortunate fate.

nobody knew this story by far…. you are the first one, replied waiter with sarcastic smile

“funny you are !!” said sharoline bursting into laughter …..

funny question you ask, how can a normal waiter at this  fancy hotel’s BAR can have a Big story?..

sharoline : let me appreciate your wittiness to the manager here, by the way I din catch your name?

its Rob Taylor, Ma’am.. echoed the waiter

Ok Mr Taylor, I’d be back in a moment meanwhile make one more “Whiskey PLease”

this time sharoline went straight to manager, as If she was constantly keeping a watch on his movements. and when she reached him affront, she appreciated the job manager & his staff is doing for keeping customers happy. Then after speaking on formal matters for10 minutes, she seemed to have whispered something in Hotel Manager’s ears. once completed, the manager waived a thumbs up towards the waiter’s direction. and waiter  was surprised and delighted at the same time for someone appreciated the clever answers he used, how strange that in world appears to be?  but he surely saw his salary increment coming in day or two because of this event :)

before interacting further sharoline gulped the  6th glass of whiskey at such ease, that no one could have wondered at all.

Thanks ma’am! for you being so generous tonight..  this time waiter tried to strike the conversation

Generous!! holy shit !! Its time I better said truth

Look chap, I have no money in my purse neither an evidence about my identity for I had very bad day since morning and lost my all belongings. i m no fortunate bird either, just a middle class working professional.

“But Ma’am, how would you ……?” waiter shouted loudly

Sorry I couldn’t help, when I went washroom & while you were pouring me my drinks I went to guest diary. There my contact number i wrote is the one you gave me. secondly, your manager thinks that i am your fiance and only identity he knows is that I am the going to be Mrs. Taylor..  I’d leave you 2 choices here, go scream around of my being fake and people here would not believe as i set the plot nicely, or , pay my bill and book me a nice hotel room here for me to spend the night and I promise in morning i will clear all expenditure you took for this unfortunate night !!

“don’t ever trust a drunk women!” with these last words sharoline winked on him and appeared to go in sleep at the BAR itself.

 

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    Whiskey Please

    It certainly was not best of the days for Sharoline, she was broken down by her manager in office, missed her bus to home, had no company to dine out, office mates was never on good terms with her & above all,  she lost her wallet at medical shop . At last to lighten the mood she thought to hit the bar alone, where she cant be surprised anymore of anything or anyone.

    “One whiskey Please!” said the sharoline and the tall waiter across the bar turned around  to address the pleasing voice of sharoline, with a gentle smile, hairs done nicely and who could unnotice the cute french beard on his fair complexion Face.

    “Sure Mam, should it be small or big ?” asked the waiter

    Sharoline : huh!!… Make it extra large!

    Waiter : wooh.. Easy Lady!

    Sharoline : you just better do the job & not lurk around, I need the glass and my space , FYI: you got no luck over me

    Waiter : were you not aware, we don’t entertain people who drink outside and come. you seem to have already taken 2 or 3. why would I be hitting on you anyways?

    Sharoline : Cause I am beautiful !!

    Waiter : Oh I see . that’s what you wanted to hear at first place … Take your drink Mam.

    Sharoline : you see this is the place where one can hardly manipulate. people can only be honest & explicitly mention what they want.  forget it, You seem to have not gotten the point.

    waiter : you seem to have not doing explicitly to me, I beleive!

    interrupting the waiter sharoline spoke , By the way Your irritating behavior is working to my advantage only, since I had too much of wonderful moments today such as I got pat on the back from seniors, my boyfriend presented me diamond necklace, I ate such a wonderful dinner with him, I won the lottery worth 5 lacs & the biggest of all I won the world tour for which I’d leave the town tomorrow..  with all such events happening in the row i felt sorta cloyed of happiness towards the evening .. and here you appear to lighten that up  . with those last words sharoline gulped the glass of whisky quickly

    Waiter: thats fortunate I say.

    Sharoline already feeling High, starts searching something in her purse …  as If she’d show some fake evidences to waiter for him to believe

    Waiter : i think the drink took heavy on you.

    Sharoline : make one more please, I am looking for my cell phone

    waiter : here is the drink

    sharoline : with jolts of those happy moments around, I think i left the phone in office … would you pls allow me drop a message from yours to my family …

    waiter : happy to help mam !

    looking on her swaying movements, Waiter was puzzled that was she playing a game on his mobile? that too in BAR . .but after fiddling long with the guy’s phone, that too in drunk state,  sharoline managed to do some sorta messaging and handed back to the waiter alongside she did another bottoms up  in the BAR

    Sahroline: so, the cute guy … *her voice trembling* .. wont you say I am beautiful now !

    Waiter: Indeed You are Mam … Infact no one is as hot you look today.

    Sharoline not able to gauge his words, was only in speaking mode and  no amount of words were enough to do little effect to her ears.

    Sharoline : You see, I have this world tour starting from tomorrow, and i must say you giving me very nice company tonight. I ‘d like to make for it once i am gone. do you mind if I send you some gift of your choice from there?

    delighted at first, Waiter thought again on the special ask of his customer that “Why on the earth ? why she is being so nice to me, which she might not even remember tomorrow morning? Still not a big deal, If I said Yes with handing my address. I don’t have anything to loose”

    Waiter : NO thanks mam.

    Sharoline : don’t let beautiful ladies ask you second time. Oh common !

    Waiter : if you insist so much, here is my address. and no Fancy stuff please. i am very simple man ..

    Sharoline: Oh really? Your spooky looks with that french cut , give entirely an opposite picture of you . pour me another glass buddy !

    I have this Limo back at home, My dad is one of the noted man in steel industry, my sister is world class actor and I got such fancy items all over my life. you know how it feels to be lucky everyday? It feels even worst than unlucky ! … sharoline kept the rant ON about her grandeur , Friends , money and every single bit she could manage to lie in that drunken state and the waiter somehow felt captivated in her talks and with every glass of whiskey the lady drank, He got a billion fortunate story in return. which wasn’t a big task for sophisticated sharoline to portrait …

    sharoline: I am gonna check out ladies room. excuse me ..

    Waiter saw the lady disappearing to the direction opposite to the washroom, he thought it is the drink causing her trouble..

    sharoline on coming back to her chair uttered to waiter, whats up with you ? any big story?

     

    To BE contd …..

     

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      slow and steady

      We all know the story of tortoise and rabbit, where the slow and steady wins the race and the cunning rabbit loses it for he was struck in  underestimation for his opponent. I thought how can  fast & foxy couldn’t win  inspite  being stronger in every aspect. Praises were plenty for Rabbit being smart, calculative , agile and pretty disciplined but still the mysterious win of tortoise left the lesson for generation to learn for life.

      perhaps the tortoise never knew it was lose/win business, all he could understand sitting inside his steady shell  was to complete the race and never turn back. for even minutely he was not seen bothered about either the competition or the fellowship. On the flip side, Rabbit being overconfident of his alacrity thought others of less stature, also he sumptuously believed competitor being not able to appear smart as he is, all this took his brain into thinking outside and not the aim of race.

      when It comes to implement it in our lives, we also exhibit something similar like rabbit: where mostly seen throwing our energy outside , sometimes for fame, for recognition, temporary happiness, hatred ..and what not. But the real ones who make their lives to meet its real meaning creates zero voice on their moves and no big display of their informidable attitude to achieve the aim like tortoise. No matter how old the story grows, but the rabbits and tortoise are all around us. and the New age mantra is Destiny favors the Dumb, Provided you keep your moves slow in front of people and steady should be your zeal within.

       

       

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        Flattery

        Flattered I was to receive that averred adulation

        those rosy terms were kinda entwined wid deception  

        That sound to ears is so fascinating to captivate us

        Held me ignoring the aim behind those awed words

        A surge of gratitude comes for person in front awhile

        I looked some goodness to be reciprocated likewise

        act of modesty even fails to defy the reflex of flattery

        Where is the action forgotten which led me this glory

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          F.R.I.E.N.D

          I look from the windows of my castle

          seeking to find that one face outside

          dismayed I was to see noise & hustle

          where is the friend with whom I can fly

           

          My heritage is wonderland with all luxury

          all people around to show cosmetic care

          toys & coins were brought to make me happy

          but they died coz I never had someone to share

           

          Few people who visited my castle on purpose

          I tried every possibility to make them my friend

          But my own beauty & grandeur proved me a curse

          so as people felt only inferiority & no kinship till end

           

          I’d paint the walls imagining future till my mate arises

          secretly wishing for a miracle in my life, If god can bestow

          even though sun rose & set for another hundred times

          this princess would continue waiting beside the window

           

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            Dialogue with DESTINY

             

            from alone and imbecilic corners behind my back,

            a  reverberating voice called my name on occasion

            bold face of mine could lie it as a  hearing mistake,

            but found it very difficult to believe as hallucination

             

            one fine day, while combing my hair in the mirror

            the buzzing sound reappeared from somewhere

            though the first action was to ignore it completely

            but this time it took  my mirror image in custody

             

            when my reflection in front candidly said  “hello”

            my hand froze over my head and eyes sunk bellow

            she said she is my destiny, the voice, which I had ignored

            I pinched myself  many times and there she again roared

             

            she said I cant even die without her permission

            so better regain senses for a quick conversation

            I obliged, thinking this might be some evil spirit

            but the next gentle talks by her, led the terror recede

             

            with less courage though , I arrogantly questioned her purpose of visit

            why showing-up this manner, what is there from me you need ?

            you are notorious for making or breaking our life every sec, every hour

            mortal beings already are your slave, have you just descended to ask even more?

             

            she seemed already calm & prepared for all things of blame

            still she smiled at me, so as to provide intangible solace

            there came few amiable reply, despite my voice chastised

            she stated its  not always the destiny  to get stigmatized

             

            human forget that their life don’t just work in isolation

            but its intermingled with every other earthy creation

            its the action you all collaterally throw towards universe

            thus it reaps you the result, weather wanting or reverse

             

            I may be god, may be you inner soul or just a guiding light

            has a purpose to make you understand the above lesson upright

            I knew you would talk to me, If only i bore the name of destiny

            coz thats the only last resort which everyone treats as enemy

             

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              Ek dushman

              for my soul to get a reason to go aloof

              I involuntary picked someone to overrule

              so, i could hate that someone for time being

              and diktat myself to appear mightier king

               

              Like a big abnormality  It may sound to many

              but where is it written: prohibition to anomaly

              on looking through few years back which went by

              i found I always had one enemy standing beside

               

              did I perpetuate the plot to happen this way

              or having a person to hate was one of aim

              even the enemy took  full fly in the battle

              my pry for sorrow got every time subtle

               

              no answers to why I always had “Ek dushman”

              does he reside in people or  stays inside hidden

              looks like as it will never go, unless i already feel won

              but who shall lose here, when external opponent is  none

               

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                Simply Dimple

                next to my apartment, there is this stunning neighbor of mine

                when she walks past the crowd, guys turn crazy like canine

                 

                don’t get mistaken in a hope of reading a bomb-shell description

                she’d rather bomb your dreams with her overweight & dusky complexion

                still her charisma is so noticeable, that other girls search for a mirror

                she is the lady of substance and carries immense attitude all her over

                 

                her voice is gentle, that even shouting on maid sounds singing

                Maid on receiving the melodious wrath, jumps to mundane cleaning

                she is strict, anger reside on her nose and she wears big  spectacles as dark

                behind this bold appearance, there is a sweet lady who plays with kids in the park

                 

                she has these peculiar orange color dresses with velvet ribbon around

                the sight is such hilarious to find any  form on earth so compound

                the only best friend she has seems to be the Bajaj scooter she drives

                the guys around colony could not drive like her but only give her sighs

                 

                I still don’t know her name, cause people who tried she made them purple

                I hope she ever knew her fan list and my calling her as Simply Dimple

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                  Withdrawl

                  to restart the course , to attempt to live again

                  to smile on mistakes, to forgo the strongholds

                  to undo the moments of guilt, to mitigate the pain

                  to find the new direction, to let go the bad strokes

                  to introspect the inner self, to uncoil the crust

                  all you need is withdrawl from the present

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                    Why they say it

                     

                    I stood awake, to see If Morning can actually brighten someone’s day

                    why they say it as ray of hope and misguide many lost souls to more astray

                     

                    I shouted the names of people I hate, on empty streets at midnight

                    why they say it assuages the suffering and helps venting the heat inside

                     

                    I tried crossing the limit & the boundaries which were set ages ago

                    why they say it as profanity, when they too live in modern time although

                     

                    I believed them sometimes in ignorance and revolted on the other

                    Why they say it aberration and never reckon that she still is youngster

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