Friday, April 07, 2006
Random comic for those use hate words...
The night was young, stars shimmering across the azure sky... I swiflty made my way to the club, my breath melting into thin air, aniticipation flowing continously into my very bones as i got closer and closer. I was welcomed by throngs of people jostling thier way in. Loud music filled the place , so loud that it gave the sensation as if dozens of bongo drums were playing simultaneously. I was left gasping for air after managing to squeeze through the queue. ARGH!!...my ear drums squeal in pain as the bass kicks in...its far worse than sitting in any geology lecture. I settled down a dark corner, oblivious to the crowd which seemed like possess apes, as they shake their ligaments to various position. I ordered the usual, wild south sauvignon blanc complemented with 2 shots of gin . As i tucked into what i termed my 10 seconds of heaven, i noticed a forlorn figure of an elderly man admist the sea of lights.
I hunched forward to take a closer look. His seemingly long, greyish robe covered his frail body. "Mind your own business" echoed a voice in the background. Consequently, i dully took no further notice and indulge in my drink. As i hoist my glass back onto the table, i saw, right at the very spot the old man was, a figure so overwhelmingly beautiful that she could make a heaven out of hell. A beauty too rich for use, like the rarest jewel in Ethiopia. I was bewildered, stunned,dazed, stupefied that i nearly drop my glass. Divine would seem like an understatement when describing her beauty. She was standing so gracefully, cluthcing her drink with her soft, delicate hands, i wish i was a glove, her hair like cascading drops of waterfall, flowing effortlessly. I blinked rapidly ensuring that it wasnt a mirage. Thankfully, she was still there, my stomach growled as i felt a weird sensation. It was almost as though i was hit by a running train. She swirled her head towards my glance. Awestruck by her sheer beauty manifesting itself, i was speechless.
This may seems rather cliche but her eyes could bring a smile to any cold bitter night. Eyes that would leave a rampaging amry stop dead on thier tracks. Eyes that would shine brighlty even in the murky depths of Mordor, Eyes that would shake the very walls of Helms Deep. Shakespeare himself would not find any combination of words to describe it . As if that wasnt enough, she had a smile, a smile that makes life worth living. My heart was pounding ruthlessly, its inevitable, this must be fate....after all, its not in the stars to hold our destiny but in ourselves. My imagination started to take control of my mind. I foresee the future and i envisage the cold winter night where we will snuggle together by the firelight, or running freely along the savanna as the sun blazes on the african sky or when we call each other sugar lump, cupsy cake or gumdrops. A smile ran through my face. I must find a way to approach her. This simple task seemed like the hardest differential equation to solve. I tried using laplace transformation, LU substuition, Runge Kutta but still it wont give any solution. I settled for the orthodox "hi".
As i was approaching her, i could feel my sweat gliding through my spine. I was terrorised as i tried to summoned all my courage. "hi" i muttered..."hi" she replied, her voice no louder than the ruslte of the wind but sounded so virtuous like a symphony of bach,mozart, tschaikovsky combined. DAMN!!...i didnt think of a follow up...baffled and confused, i quotated some literature "Oh fair maiden, your beauty shakes the darling buds of may"....dang!!!...as soon as those words spilled out of my lips, i knew i made a bad choice. She flashed a brief smile whlist leaning her hands towards me. Her presence was strangly comforting, just like sunshine after a rain. She embrace my hand (actually it was more of a handshake but what the hell). My intuition encompassed my rational state of thinking and i gently lean my head forward, closer and closer, until we could only probably be seperated by a sheet of paper...i could feel her breath gently colliding my skin...my receptors went head over heels.........And then, AND THEN, AND THEN, i woke up, wash my face, put on my favourite pair of undies on and left for uni.
Alex
6:28 PM
