~Tongue Slip~ (Reporting Sir!! Oppss!!!) :-). Incident: I was seated in the middle row of a zonal taxi (Tata Sumo) and the departure time was almost at the edge. And just behind me, in the last row was seated a young Nagaland Police soldier, in his late twenties judging by his youthful face, and his sorrowful eyes that said - Ill miss you. His beloved girlfriend had come to see him off at the station. And in them, I saw that nothing could be as half-sweet as a young loves passion; or as half-bitter as a young loves seperation. When the engine that would soon build the distance between them ignited, they contracted the whole world into the glasses of each others eyes and began their last talks of goodbyes and vows to keep in constant touch despite the vast distance. (Thank Heaven! we have the crown of technology called Mobile Phone to murder distance). They were talking at the lowest decibel point and I was curious to hear their talks. You Naughty Romantic Idiot! Respect their privacy, I gave a mute scolding to myself. But the next moment, defying my noble conscience of respecting their privacy, I utilised all my hearing ability to eve drope on their conversation and sneaked my eyes on them through the drivers reviewing mirror. And the girl said: Ring me up as soon as you get there. And the boy replied in a very promising tone: Yeah sure. Dont worry. As soon as I reach there, ILL REPORT YOU.... O, I mean Ill inform you, he self-corrected his half-romantic line wearing a half-smile on his face. Hahaha, ofcourse, a soldier reports back to his authority - Reporting Sir! :-D. The girl giggled at his tongue-slip, while I started laughing mentally with a half-stretched lips. And I thought: Damn! Everything was going perfectly fine until the last line. He should be jailed for killing Romantic Lines :-P
Posted on: Tue, 09 Dec 2014 09:14:07 +0000
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