{Ani & Soraya had met on a Social Networking Site and their’s was a love at first site. And here they finally meet: THE FIRST SIGHT : }
Ani : “ That’s all ??????? Is that you ? Where are the big boobies?”
Soraya : “ And you? Your profile says you have been with tonnes of women !!”
Ani : “ Yeah. The only woman I ever dated was so fat that she weighted 2 tonnes”
Soraya : “ Huh”
Ani : “And now my profile can proudly display that I have been with 5 tonnes of women.”
Soraya : “ I don’t weigh three tonnes”
Ani : “ What was I thinking?”
Soraya : “ Men are always thinking about sex.”
Ani : “ Not all men always think about sex”
Soraya : “ Yeah!! Some are impotent”
Ani : “So Miss IKNOWALLABOUTMEN.Your profile said that you were a porn star”
Soraya : “ And your profile said that you are planning to build a bar in space for astronauts?”
Ani : “ Yeah. Space Bar is the biggest key in keyboard.”
Soraya : “ The biggest liar……………”
BLAH BLAH BLAH
BLAH BLAH BLAH
BLAH BLAH BLAH
{in the end}
1: Soraya updated her profile. Now she is a tennis player.
2: Ani created a new profile. Now he is Anita : a lesbian who is only looking for girls.
MORAL OF THE NOT-QUITE-A-STORY:
ONLINE DATING = NIL + NO + e-DATING
Friday, November 28, 2008
Wednesday, November 5, 2008
8 perfect minutes to end a 18 years old life
Characters:
Ani:
Tara :
{AT A CONCENTRATION CAMP:} by a concentration camp, I am not making any reference to any era in history or future……….. or any region or race or person. Just think about a barbaric situation. People waiting to die, people seeing people dieing.. …..
people knowing they will die within minutes for no fault of theirs.
Ani : “ You smell great”
Tara: “ What?”
Ani : “ I told you smell great”
Tara: “ I told what?”
Ani : “ None of us has bathed for a year and still you smell great”
Tara: “ ……………………….”
Ani : “ If we had met one week earlier ,you would have smelled even great….. say like the goddess of smell”
{A SECURITY GUARD PUSHES ANI AND SHOUTS : “ NO TALKING.JUST KEEP WALKING}
Ani : “ Walking keeps a man healthy. We are walking on the 500 metres path of death. By the time we will finish walking ,we would be lil healthy but you will shoot us ..we will die. But you will be healthy and keep walking and be more healthy”
{ THE SECURITY GUARD HITS HIM WITH GUN AND MOVES TOWARDS THE OTHER END OF LINE}
Tara: “ Ohhhhhhhh. Did that hurt”
Ani : “ No. But I hate the smell of blood “
Tara: “ Oh my God.you are bleeding.”
Ani : “ Yeah. I am practicing dying”
Tara: “ You are so young”
Ani : “ No. I am 18 years old”
Tara: “ You are younger than me. I am 18 and a half”
Ani : “ You have great boobies”
Tara: “ What?”
Ani : “ You didn’t knew that? Don’t you have a mirror at home! “
Tara: “ ………………..”
Ani : “ Keep walking”
Tara: “ Leave my hand”
Ani : “ You are the best thing I ever smelled”
{ SOME ONE SHOUTS : “FIRE” }
Tara: “ A……….n………….i…….”
Ani:
Tara :
{AT A CONCENTRATION CAMP:} by a concentration camp, I am not making any reference to any era in history or future……….. or any region or race or person. Just think about a barbaric situation. People waiting to die, people seeing people dieing.. …..
people knowing they will die within minutes for no fault of theirs.
Ani : “ You smell great”
Tara: “ What?”
Ani : “ I told you smell great”
Tara: “ I told what?”
Ani : “ None of us has bathed for a year and still you smell great”
Tara: “ ……………………….”
Ani : “ If we had met one week earlier ,you would have smelled even great….. say like the goddess of smell”
{A SECURITY GUARD PUSHES ANI AND SHOUTS : “ NO TALKING.JUST KEEP WALKING}
Ani : “ Walking keeps a man healthy. We are walking on the 500 metres path of death. By the time we will finish walking ,we would be lil healthy but you will shoot us ..we will die. But you will be healthy and keep walking and be more healthy”
{ THE SECURITY GUARD HITS HIM WITH GUN AND MOVES TOWARDS THE OTHER END OF LINE}
Tara: “ Ohhhhhhhh. Did that hurt”
Ani : “ No. But I hate the smell of blood “
Tara: “ Oh my God.you are bleeding.”
Ani : “ Yeah. I am practicing dying”
Tara: “ You are so young”
Ani : “ No. I am 18 years old”
Tara: “ You are younger than me. I am 18 and a half”
Ani : “ You have great boobies”
Tara: “ What?”
Ani : “ You didn’t knew that? Don’t you have a mirror at home! “
Tara: “ ………………..”
Ani : “ Keep walking”
Tara: “ Leave my hand”
Ani : “ You are the best thing I ever smelled”
{ SOME ONE SHOUTS : “FIRE” }
Tara: “ A……….n………….i…….”
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