12th may

"it was hot. Hot, not like when you have to describe something which appeals to evry1 arnd and u just cant risk sounding like a dweeb. not sizzling hot either like wen th clothes on tht girl are unable 2 accommodate her overflowing form. now that i have gotten that out of th way let me get to where i left off, it was incessant and unrelenting, as if something/one was slowly but surely barbecuing you on a coal fire. it was evrywhere filling up ur lungs searing into ur skin and slowly picking at th water in ur body till it flowed down ur brow into th pool around th collar of ur neck. and on top of that he had to wait. patience was definitely not his virtue. in fact waiting was amongst his least favourite things, even if it wasnt before, it was now. Y did she always do this? mayb she liked th thot of torturing him or mayb she was jst chking whether he'd stick arnd or nt. wll if she didn clean up her act.... hmm that girl inside th cafe didn look too bad...interesting smile...a lil intriguing and a lil quizzical... shit she saw me staring... damn i hope she dosen think im looking down her top.. which in fact was wat he intended to do as soon as he had gotten a momentary glimpse of her smile... wll to make himself look un-perverted he'd have to go in and buy somen...he didn like coffee.. it was bitter and nt evn ice cream cud make up for tht plus ice cream and whipped cream together with coffee made u feel like uve eaten a 7 course meal and leave u starving not an hour later... it was a feeling he was a lil 2 familiar with...what with all his "frnds" loving coffee more than their own kin...he didn knw wat thy were in love with more th idea of being in th newest/hippest coffee place or drinking th bitter mud coloured shit tht caused constipation more thn nything else...so he settled on th cookie...it was cheap too... mayb 2 cheap... a muffin wud make him look more sophisticated... like a lil mature or somen...but sitting alone eating a muffin may make him look like a loser..not tht he cared or nything abt wat th othr fuckers in this coffee shithole thot..but this scenario had a semi-hot chick involved hence normal anti-pseudo rules did not apply...it was no holds barred....so a milk shake to go.. nt bad th table next to her was empty.. mite as wll... She wudn b cmin for smetime nywy... "

- these were Prem Chand's thots on th saturday afternoon of 12th may between 2:03 PM and 2:10 PM.



" it was kind of warm. actually it was pretty warm. even th air conditioned air seemed stuffy. that was prtty odd. her AC had jst been serviced. she turned on th tv to chk th temperatures. she had jst taken a bath and was deciding wat to wear.. her msg ringtone strted... she had set it to th latest mariah carey song.. she didn quite get th song but she definitely liked her hair in it.. and prey didn mind it too mch either... though she had a nagging doubt abt his consent to watch... especially beacuse mariah carey didn wear mch more thn underwear in her video...at least he was with her wen he saw it... thts wat mattered...it was prey... he was pissed..he only msged wen he was pissd...it was th lowest form of communication according to him...she disagreed... she was expecting it.. she liked to make him wait... in sme twisted way she thot it tested their level of commitment...nd plus she wantd to hav enough time to dress up... nd for pete's sake wud he hav noticed her in th 1st place if she didn dress up..nywy tht was th past.. she wantd to look ahead to her career, her life and thr was a high probability tht it included prey... she pickd th purple top and th bra with th transparent straps, smehw she had a feeling tht prey noticed and if he didn thn sme1 else wud... tht gave her a small laugh...th sun was harsh ..it was blazing actually... she wud hav to put th ac on full inside th car... she hoped it was parked under a tree or some sort of covered area... ..... th guy in th adjacent car was chking her out..she got a sideways look out of th corner of her eye ...she was prtty sly and good at this sort of this thing...after all she was chked out quite often or at least so she thot ...yes, she was sure...hmmm... nt a bad car... wat!? joint eyebrows..uve gotta b kidding rite...nywy th light was green... she was wondering whether her deodorant was strong enough as she noticed she was sweating under her armpits already.. she had an obsession with smelling good... it was her highest priority and she rated ppl accrding to it..a fragarance she had read smewhere can do more thn jewels or ny other superficial appearance... and she wasnt shallow -to wear diamonds in th afternoon .. she thot herself to b quite deep and evn profound at times... thr was tht cafe...she had heard so mch abt it... specially frm tht bitch vineeta..she pretended to live thr or somen...it had taken sme convincing to make prey cme thr...th promise of being alone at his place had finally sealed th deal... she knw wat tht entailed but he wasnt getting past 2nd base... she had worn a belt with a catch... he wasnt a genius with clips and catches.. she had alrdy witnessed tht.."

-these were th thots of fatima on the saturday afternoon of 12th may between 1:04 PM and 2:09 PM