Why you shouldn’t carry an umbrella that is conspiring against you…

September 19, 2008 at 3:15 pm | In Infatuation, Mundane Everythings | 6 Comments
Tags: Gaucherie, Infatuation, Yours Truly

In continuation of (or is it with?) the events of yesterday, I deboarded the college bus this morning to be greeted by blessed rainfall. Blessed because it validated my carrying my umbrella. All that I wanted then was for Arjun to turn around the corner and walk towards me, so that I could brandish a smug smile and an “I told you so”. As fate already decided for me when I was born, he was not around.

Hours passed. As I was entering the building, the umbrella sort of gave out on me, and my Rs. 170 worth of protection became junk. It wouldn’t close! The entire skeleton went awry!

After class, I was entering the library, carrying my umbrella with me. It was fully open of course, and wouldn’t close. Those who passed me either looked clearly, or told me that it wasn’t exactly raining indoors.

As I was nearing my seat, I turned a corner and who was to be found there but dearest Arjun! He gasped, though it sounded more like a “What the fuck!” I don’t quite recall the expression on my face but it was closer to embarrassment than a smug smile. Soon enough, the grouchy librarian came and asked me to close it. I couldn’t. So he rudely asked me to “take it outside”. I suppose he wanted me to leave it in the narrow corridor so that it would come in everyone’s way.

As I was carrying the damned thing out, I crossed Arjun’s table, who chuckled away. After walking a few more steps, Hagatha appeared and helped me close the damned thing, thereby making its (and my) entire appearance far less embarrassing. Unfortunately, that was well beyond Arjun’s line-of-sight.

On my way back, I purchased a new one. It cost even more, and I hope it doesn’t flake out on me like its predecessor. It’s a jet black, the kind I’ve developed a fondness for, and a long one so that it fills the shoes of its predecessor.

Hence, Unsung unveils his brand new umbrella-cum-walking stick-cum-poking device! Everyone watch out!

For some reason, I hope that the first person to be poked by it is Arjun. But I suppose that’s too inappropriate a thing to do to a person I’ve spoken to three times in my life!

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Hahahaha so it didn’t close… i wonder what Arjun might have thought hahaha

anyway, hope with your new umbrella you could poke him

Comment by Dark Knight — September 19, 2008 #

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Hilarious!

Comment by JH — September 19, 2008 #

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poor arjun…he doesn’t know what’s in store for him

Comment by chandni — September 19, 2008 #

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Oh, you cannot imagine the things I’ve already done to him, and he has to me!

In my imagination, of course… Woof!

Comment by unsungpsalm — September 19, 2008 #

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Lol! Your umbrella sounds like a phallic symbol to me. Except that you can’t get a new umbrella if it’s a phallic symbol

Comment by D — September 20, 2008 #

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Lol! I suppose it most certainly is one

I think of myself as the Penguin from Batman. If only purple smoke out come out the other end…

Comment by unsungpsalm — September 20, 2008 #

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