It was another usual day of mine. Bunking a CDAC class(well now you cant say an usual day),i was on my way,on a lovely noon,reading some incomprehensible texts written by an author on the net.I was trying to get through few line by the author about whom i never heard nor read,but was really trying on it.It went somehow like this:
"I used the word “complicity” a bit ago. I like the word. To me, it indicates an unspoken understanding between two people, a kind of pre-sense, if you like. The first hint that you may be suited, before the nervous trudgery of finding out whether you “share the same interests,” or have the same metabolism, or are sexually compatible, or both want children, or however it is that we argue consciously about our unconscious decisions. Later, looking back, we will fetishize and celebrate the first date, the first kiss, the first holiday together, but what really counts is what happened before this public story: that moment, more of pulse than of thought, which goes, Yes, perhaps her, and Yes, perhaps him."
As I read,(though could hardly get anything out of it !!) an incoming SMS made my phone was loud enough to even visualise the pug of the n/w!!. I ignored it till I finished the story, and then I opened the SMS that I reproduce for you here:
From VM 53131
Will your Friendship turn into Love? To know the answer Sms BOND (Ur Friends Name) to 53131 e.g. BOND RANI. Rs.3/Sms
Isn’t it just horrible that more people read VM 53131 than the unfortunate author!!?!
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