i walked into the store. i should mislead him. so i ask him for clips. well, clips are no longer called clips, he told me. they are now called back clips, side clips and jura clips. by the process of elimination, i ask for side clips. he gestures me towards another counter. as i reach it my eyes are dazzled by the clips on display. multi-coloured stones cover every inch of the clips. bling-bling. instantly i blurt out, no-no i want simple clips. Ohh, hair pins!! that's what you are looking for?
last i knew, they were called clips. he handed me a set of 12 clips. what if i wanted just 2, they are sold by the dozen. clipped to a thick glossy paper which read JP STAY TIGHT. how uncomfortable for JP.
now that the act was over, i should ask for it. very causually i ask, tweezer hoga?
he nods and turns around to get it. it worked. he didnt even once glance at the thick sprouting strand standing proudly on my chin. growing taller everyday. well, not anymore.
3 comments:
Looks like its been conviniently sliced from a fiction & left abruptly leaving the reader seek further dramatization of characters & the story to unfold....Brilliant!
good fun reading. though it would help if u change d font colour. will make it easier to read.
is it? i ll change the font.
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