KNOCK KNOCK….
“Whooz Dere?” AM I DRUNK?
“BREAK here” Someone shuffling outside
“#@**##$@ Why do you want me to break my door” Am I scaring him??
“I am your BREAK for whom you were waiting all these years...” Is that sarcasm in its voice?
“Do you work for Google?”
“NO”
“Do you have a FACEBOOK account?”
“NO”
“How come you are here at my doorstep the day after I posted in my blog. And where have you been till now?”
“Waiting behind you….”
“For someone to kick me from behind?”
“No. To hear you shouting for me.”
“…….” Let it wait for some time.
“Are you letting me in or not…” getting restless?
“I always leave the door open in hope of your arrival….” Feel sorry. You arrived late, but it’s not too late
“Oh… Now that I am beside you, in which for do you want me?” Tempting me
I closed my eyes. All I can see is a beautiful girl, may be a wealthy girl, being the only daughter of a millionaire father willing to share her life with me…
I opened to eyes and could see only my old fan which is in dilemma whether to turn or not and a couple of mosquitoes on my hand sucking my blood.
“AM I DREAMING??”
May be these are the side effects of blogging…
Ten followers in no time??
ReplyDeleteMy goodness!! I think the google fellow need to be very very cautious about you man!!
with warm regards