Kabhi Alvida Na Kehna

Its been pretty long time since I posted a blog. Sorry 4 the delay..I promise to post regularly hereafter...

It was a bright and sunny morning. I was standing at the Surat Railway station with baggage big enough to depopulate a major chunk of surat's population. My train would land at the station within few minutes and take me back home. While I was waiting at the station, I couldnt help thinking of the huge emotional baggage of memories I was carrying in my restless mind along with my suitcases filled with clothes and books. This baggage seemed heavier than those which the poor train had been derstined to carry throughout the 1677 km long journey. As I was leaving, my mind forced me to make a checkup of all those things I was carrying before I could leave. My mind immediately took me to the first day of my college when some stranger bearing my name and vaguely resembling my physical characteristics entered the towering arch. This monolith arch greeted every soul entering the campus with its tall structure and the fresh paint invaded the olfactory nerve of every student entering the campus. Scenes of the first long walk from the gate to the ADM building ran in foast forwarded mode. My mind suddenly lost track of the checkup when a belle ran over me. My eyes marched faithfully behind her svelte shaped figure. My eyes had been trained rigorously these four years and it was impossible now for it to break its canons of mobility. It went behind her untill she disappeared like a foam in the sea of humanity. I was now in a dark dingy room. The fan was running in full speed right over my head. The air with the help of those blades diffracted the moans and grunts of passion throughout the corners of the room. All thirty eyes in the room were glued to the flickering Samsung 17" monitor. The latin maid inside the monitor was littering our souls with indomitable spirit. As the orgasm was reached I found myself sweating profusely in the station. I took my handkerchief to wipe off the sweat from my face. I was standing for long time. I looked for a place to sit. I found a wooden bench. While I sat at the bench the mahogany teak showed all its supressed anger on my derriere. My poor ass became hot under the pants. I began to commiserate for my ass. I became nostalgic. I was standing at the canteen with my mechanites. Soon the fun and camaraderie conspirated towards an unprecedented attack over my derriere. While I was talking unaware of the conspiracy lurking behind over my derriere, my friends came running near me and caught hold of my legs. Others joined faithfully for the ritual. It remains a mystery to me till date how a group of four monstrously grows into a a outrageous frantic mob seething with camaraderie to kick my buttocks. Within a few minutes I was floating in air literally with every soul possessing some part of my body. Everyone took their turns to unleas all emotions they had pent up for me. WHile my ass was getting hot under the pants my mouth threw cornucopia of verbal shit recklessly all over the canteen. Soon canteen started stinking with my perverted verbiage decomposing all the vegetable leftovers. The long siren of the train brought back all the thoughts to my present moment. The train was fast approaching near me. With great difficulty I dumped all my baggage and found my seat. The train gradually began to move. I blankly stared at the window as the station gradually went backwards from my purview. The train rushed past those textile markets and I could smell the exhaust of the textile mills. I thrust my head close to the window to wallow in the precious moments. Those poisonous fumes seemd like cologne. The train speeded up. I suddenly became very agitated. I looked down to check if all my luggage were ther. Yes they were..but i was missing something...

4 comments:

Amlan Nanda said...

My train would [i]land[/i] at the station within few minutes and take me back home

u mean seriously? :P

nice post man..!.. a few weeks ago and it would have really made me nostalgic.

i have come to live with it now.

An$ar Za!nul said...

hey man...nice style of narration... moving bak and forth..it was lik watching a christopher nolan film...hehe

Watson said...

hmm.. nice narration. But you didnot let us know what happened all through 1600+ kms journey!!

Watson said...

hmm.. nice narration. But you didnot let us know what happened all through 1600+ kms journey!!