From Wasseypur to Nottinghills

Before I start my delineation lemme offer my gratitude and appreciation to the one who presented this idea to me. I must say he is one Julian Assange.

Now I have been walking in the sun for so long and been struggling to keep my self alive in this consummating heat...I see a heaven...I see CCD...and in relief I took a deep breath....NO! STOP!..my mind tried to stop me...but to  no avail...the deed was done..the mistake was made...all the hanky panky smells got blended..and I got all mixed up in the smell of dung and rotting garbage and sweat...DAMN...and i quickened my steps to the heaven ahead.

As soon as I opened the door of CCD I breathed in again....taking in the sweet aroma of my beloved...my coffee...I placed my order and took my fav. place...a place from where I can see both worlds....the Nottinghill...the inside of CCD and the wasseypur..the outside of CCD.

Both worlds are worlds apart...the inside is so sophisticated....with the hues of reds and yellows and oranges..with a slight chill floating around..and moreover people look as enchanting as the interior...men dressed up in perfect formals...or easy casuals..and females decent and proper...no 'glitterati' effects or uncensored showoffs..talking softly...perfectly enjoyable.

And then I happen to glance out just... stricken by how discernible the idiosyncrasy is...there was this one guy in pastel green Capri displaying his so stunning wildly cultivated calves......and a weird tee and Chappals on his feet...then there was this another one with his jeans so low on his hips that it gave an effect of slipping down anytime to kiss the ground...and one proudly displaying his brands of vest he has been wearing...and girls...shining like they have got cluttered stars stitched to their clothes and proudly showing it off...and I din't dare to look down anymore...with everyone's lips constantly moving I was immensly thankful to the soundproof glass doors of CCD.

I had my order by now...I relished the Irish taste of my coffee and then before I could stop myself I was sipping on the blissfully chilled and delicious Frappe....Almost very reluctantly...I had to end my time there...and as I opened the door and stepped outside...it was as if the world outside greeted me...WELCOME TO WASSEYPUR!!!!!!!!

beach story...towards a revelation

"so tell me about you, have you got someone waiting for you?", damn this was the wrong question. "No, i mean....sorry it isn't what it sounds like..I mean this was not what i wanted to ask".

shit i was stammering

her that smile yet again

"Its okay..I have a fiancé, Roy, he works in the Australia."

"You're engaged?" He tried to hide the crushing disappointment in his voice. He looked at her ring for the first time and cursed himself for not seeing it sooner.

"Yeah, but it's been two years and we haven't set a date so I don't know what that means."

"Well if he's got any sense he'll marry you tomorrow."

"Thanks." She blushed.

Damn isn't she gorgeous. 

Few days later

"I have no real reason to know this but I feel I should tell you that the yoghurt you're about to eat is out of date." I said

She looked at the lid. It expired over the weekend.

"I think you just saved my life." She teased with fake wonder.

"Any time lady." He smiled
"You haven't told me about you yet. Being secretive haan", she teased.
"He laughed, nah, I have nothing much apart from work and this one girl I am head over heels in love with", I almost blurted out nervously...with a smile.
"ohh a girl haan" she smiled..conspicuously...like she knew what I meant

Weeks passed...and nothing was helping me..I was in love..all the more..and she was still engaged to some Roy guy.

We kept meeting in the pretext of work... and I kept falling in love.

Three weeks later.

""Hey, how's the new apartment?"

"Great, I love it there. Gets a little lonely at night though. And I am throwing a little housewarming party, why don't you join in."

"How can I say no to you"...and her smile.

At the party

it was a gorgeous party...in a gorgeous house of the gorgeous lady.

And God she looked like the angel she was...It all was going good..but I was feeling a bit out of place among her friends so i looked around.

There were her pictures and her family's and friends... I was astonished...I couldn't figure out Roy...No picture to indicate she has someone in her life.
I wanted to ask her..She was busy...She looked at me and smiled.

"Are you getting bored", she pouted her lips and mouthed...and i felt like kissing her right then.

I shook my head in disagreement...waved my hands to indicate not to worry and carry on.
I wandered into a room..it wasn't arranged yet..there were few albums...I took one and flipped...my breath got stuck....my eyes popped out...how could this be...this cant be...My head swarmed