Cold Coffee &Iced Tea
Iced tea
I sat there as if I didn’t see her. Not that I knew her or she expected me to look. Just that it was hard to keep your eyes off her. How should I describe her? That would be hard as I know neither enough nor the most suitable adjectives to describe her beauty. When I pretended to be thumbing through the magazine I bought at the railway station, I was actually making a Xerox copy of her face in my mind. Her smile was playing on my mind.
My Shuffle always had the songs for every occasion. Now it started off with Shania Twain's "Forever and for always". I was dancing with her inside, when I went into my usual cartoonish thinking; the cover of BEAUTY AND THE BEAST came into my mind. The beast dancing with the beauty. Beasts like me don’t deserve such beauties. I don’t have the looks. Still…the beast was actually a prince in the story, rite?Thats better. The prince inside me indeed deserved a princess. Were it this one this prince would be very happy. I grinned inside.
The boy came to wait my table. I took off the head phones and said to him “One iced tea…sweetened”
He nodded and walked off. I covered my face with both my hands, acting as if feeling tired conjuring a yawn and looked at her, through space between my fingers. She was listening and nodding to what one of her friend was muttering ,slowly sipping her cold coffee. As soon as they finished they got up picking up their baggage. Baggage. Something striked my mind now. There was one way of knowing whether she belonged to this city of mine or that she was going home now for the weekend. One chance to find out something at all about her. Even with that it was doubtful of me meeting her again. She was leaving. I wanted to follow her. I wanted to try and find out. But I didn’t know what to do. I looked kitchenwards.
There was this iced tea… in between
Cold coffee
He didn’t even look at me, not even once. Wherever I go boys don’t take eyes off me, ones whom I don’t give a damn about. Now when it comes that a boy whom I wish to give some damn about comes in front of me he doesn’t even looks at me. Life’s indeed strange!
I threw glances at him without him noticing, slowly drinking the cold coffee nodding my head at something my friends were discussing without even bothering to hear what they were talking about.
He wasn’t that handsome. I’ve never talked to him. I don’t know who he is. In short there wasn’t a single reason to fall in love with him…Then, is it for reasons we fall in love with people?
I now noticed that the cup was empty. Today it was drunk mechanically unlike most other times. Once more I secretly glanced at his table. He wasn’t served yet…
I should now wait for one more week to find out what he ordered…Maybe cold coffee…like me!!!
Part-2
Cold Coffee &Iced Tea
Iced tea
After a one-week-long-wait I was again waiting for another Iced tea. It wasn’t just about the iced tea. I was indeed about the cold coffee. But the one who should be ordering a cold coffee hadn’t arrive till now. It was already the time she had left last day. . I wanted to leave. But the iced tea still stood in between. Interestingly ironic,today I was despising myself for having ordered my favorite drink. I sat there for a long one minute and my iced tea arrived. At the same time the door of the cafe opened and her friends came in with their baggage. My heart was thumping. My hands were shivering a bit. I was excited one by one they came in. The last one entered she wasn’t there…
By then my hands were as cold as the iced tea in front of me. I gulped down the iced tea faster than usual. Of course I wasted my money on her…I mean the iced tea. What’s an iced tea without cold coffee?
Of course…just an iced tea…
But I don’t want to hate iced tea just because of a cold coffee that was never ordered…better hate all the cold coffee in the world…
Cold coffee
When I came in the waiter was cleaning the table “he” occupied last day. My friends were excited about the vacation, a break from the assignment and exam filled college days. I was excited on my way here. But now …
It was of course foolish of me to expect something like this. He didn’t even look at me last day. He might not have noticed me last week. Why should a guy come to a café just because he saw a beautiful girl there once? After all we meet a lot of people,a lot of beauties,a lot of handsomes tonloads of times in our life . Of course I was foolish to believe that the wildest of coincidences would happen today…fancying a guy might turn to the place where I met him just because I liked him which of course he never knew of!
I didn’t know how to respond to this. One part of me wanted to laugh at myself. another part of myself wanted to mourn at myself. But then mourn at what? It wasn’t like he ditched me or anything. He never promised he would come. I never talked to him or vice versa. We never exchanged looks. Exchange looks? He never even looked at me,not even once!!! It wasn’t a love failure…even more to it…it was never love…just a week’s daydream…love takes two. It was just me.
I looked down at the cold coffee and sat there my fingers playing with the straw…my mind played upon by thoughts…
Two months vacation… A chance of seeing him again seems near to never…
I will never know what he ordered…what he liked…maybe cold coffee…like me…
Extract from a chat with Venki
me: but oru chaya kuduchal theerunna prasnangalale jeevithathil ullu… cum I'll be here
Venki: :D enikkum eduthu vechere..:D choodayirikkanam enne ullu
me: pinne choodakanonnum patoola venel ice tea tharam
Venki: na..cold alle.. :D
me: cold cofee iced tea
let that be my next story's name
:D
Venki: :D
credits to me
lol
me: half of it
Venki: inspiration
hehe
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For Venki whom Unnikuttan calls DINKIDI...
Also for zacha pradhaman and jayadeep who introduced me to cold coffee...I mean the actual drinkable coldcoffee and not that they introduced me to any girl
:D
hari
PS-excuse.me(don’t.execute.me).for.having.written.this
:D
