Showing posts with label Story. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Story. Show all posts

Wednesday, May 27, 2015

The evil mouse bite




Drops of blood were falling down on floor as I watched in horror. A rat had bitten me while I was trying to sleep on the floor.

Just five minutes ago

I was half asleep with the room lights off. The evil rodent struck when I stretched my hands backwards. I felt its teeth on my finger and I shouted “Bloody mother f*****!” (Of course in Punjabi) and then jumped and ran to turn the lights on. “A rat has bitten me” I told Adeel and Awais (my brother and his friend/roommate) as they rushed towards me.  I went over and washed my hands, but bleeding did not stop. It was then that someone said the offender is still inside the same room and we must take revenge. The great mouse hunt ensued.

Hunting the attacker


Thursday, May 14, 2015

Facing an overconfident brute

"Yes, but you still have a p***s", this sentence was almost the tipping point.
The water cooler conversation leading to the aforementioned statement was pretty interesting, I must say. Its a story which I thought should not be told at first. Later on, I had a discussion with a friend and she suggested it was a funny situation. I then decided to make it public, without mentioning names.
The rude kid

The Story

Class ended at 12:00 PM, I stopped at the water cooler before leaving the institute(BETS). It was there that a young man approached me with an evil smile.
"How is the love story between you and that girl going?" His question hit me like a brick. "Which love story mate?" I responded. "Oh come on! I saw you exchanging phone numbers." Know I knew where he was coming from. "Yes but I have exchanged phone numbers with so many people in the class, without having a love story. And I am a married person."
The next sentence was a classic. "Yes, but you still have a p***s." It was an awkward moment, I had to finish the water in my cup before saying anything. "You're right, I have the p thing and it works. But, I am the master here not the p." I tried to show some teeth and continued. "It was just a class room exchange of information. I have a good wife, so I don't need to goof around. Moreover, I paid cold hard cash to prepare for IELTS. Flirting with young ladies is certainly not on my list of priorities."