"I can't date you. I don't want to date anyone right now. Do you wanna be friends?"
"Yeah right! Don't want to date anyone. Unfortunately, I can't be your friend. I'm attracted to you. If you need me, I can may be, be your confidant."
"I'm too cynical to trust anyone."
"We are doomed then."
Showing posts with label fiction. Show all posts
Showing posts with label fiction. Show all posts
Saturday, January 27, 2007
Tuesday, October 31, 2006
Micro Fiction: Cheater
"Hey, I just made it. My cab should be here any minute. You okay?"
"You got another call... I talked to him... He says he's sorry. He wanted me to tell you that. May be I should've seen it. I knew it was something. When I'd offer to meet you on the road before Sam was born, you always had some excuse. Fewer and fewer visits every year, always some reason. You distracted yourself with friends even when we had only a day or two together. You could never wait to leave. Anything not be here, not to be with me. It's amazing how we fill in the blanks, the way we want to see them. And I kept filling them in. I'm not pretty today. I'm not funny or smart or interesting enough. Next visit, I'll do better, I'll work harder, I'll figure it out. I felt so unattractive sometimes, so unwanted, you have no idea how hard it was always trying to find some reason, some way that I failed. Somewhere deep down, I knew something was wrong, I'm sure I did. Guess I must've been afraid to ask somehow. But I wonder if I had, if you would have told me the truth. Even in my arms, you were always out of reach. And may be you didn't love me the way I did you, but you didn't even care enough to be honest with me. You didn't choose someone else, Carl. You are someone else."
(Blatantly adapted from a TV show)
"You got another call... I talked to him... He says he's sorry. He wanted me to tell you that. May be I should've seen it. I knew it was something. When I'd offer to meet you on the road before Sam was born, you always had some excuse. Fewer and fewer visits every year, always some reason. You distracted yourself with friends even when we had only a day or two together. You could never wait to leave. Anything not be here, not to be with me. It's amazing how we fill in the blanks, the way we want to see them. And I kept filling them in. I'm not pretty today. I'm not funny or smart or interesting enough. Next visit, I'll do better, I'll work harder, I'll figure it out. I felt so unattractive sometimes, so unwanted, you have no idea how hard it was always trying to find some reason, some way that I failed. Somewhere deep down, I knew something was wrong, I'm sure I did. Guess I must've been afraid to ask somehow. But I wonder if I had, if you would have told me the truth. Even in my arms, you were always out of reach. And may be you didn't love me the way I did you, but you didn't even care enough to be honest with me. You didn't choose someone else, Carl. You are someone else."
(Blatantly adapted from a TV show)
Friday, October 27, 2006
55 Friday: Fidelity
"She knows you're always there for her."
"Yeah... If this is true, it means she wasn't always there for me."
"It means she made a mistake."
"Can't help it. Part of me, a big part of me, can't handle that. It doesn't want her to get better... Does that make me a terrible person?"
"...Yes."
(Blatantly adapted from a TV Show)
"Yeah... If this is true, it means she wasn't always there for me."
"It means she made a mistake."
"Can't help it. Part of me, a big part of me, can't handle that. It doesn't want her to get better... Does that make me a terrible person?"
"...Yes."
(Blatantly adapted from a TV Show)
Monday, October 23, 2006
Micro Fiction: Devotion Under Suspicion II
"Do you wanna talk about it?"
"Talk about what?"
"Them. It's been bugging you. I can tell that it is."
"Why would it be bothering me? I'm the one who told him to ask her out, remember?"
"Look, I know something happened between you guys when I was gone. So just tell me."
"How did you know? Did he ... ?"
"I figured it out. Why don't you just tell me what happened?"
"Cause it doesn't matter."
"Well, it matters to me."
"I missed you and no one really understood. Then he came along, and he just got it somehow. And so we spent a lot of time together because he was the only one that I could bear to talk to. But I mean ... I know this is gonna sound lame, it was always about you."
"In the beginning, you mean."
"One night we went on this field trip and we got stuck in the mine. And ... he kissed me. I don't know how I let it happen or why. I was crazy that day thinking about your surgery. And ... I don't know what I was doing."
"Did it happen again?"
"Once."
"Did you know what you were doing then?"
...
"What happened between him and I amounts to about 10 seconds. Before you judge me for it I want you to think about the hours of bus trips that I took to go see you, the thousands of pages of books that I read to you, the hours of music that I played for you because they said that you might be able to hear it. I couldn't eat, I couldn't sleep, I couldn't focus in school, I lost most of my friends. When you finally did wake up, you didn't even remember who I was and your own mother wouldn't let me go see you. What was I supposed to do because I don't know anymore."
"I don't know. I wish you had been this honest with me a month ago. See, when I got out of the hospital I didn't know who you were. But I do now. And I really like you. The only problem is you haven't been able to take your eyes off him all night."
(from a TV show)
"Talk about what?"
"Them. It's been bugging you. I can tell that it is."
"Why would it be bothering me? I'm the one who told him to ask her out, remember?"
"Look, I know something happened between you guys when I was gone. So just tell me."
"How did you know? Did he ... ?"
"I figured it out. Why don't you just tell me what happened?"
"Cause it doesn't matter."
"Well, it matters to me."
"I missed you and no one really understood. Then he came along, and he just got it somehow. And so we spent a lot of time together because he was the only one that I could bear to talk to. But I mean ... I know this is gonna sound lame, it was always about you."
"In the beginning, you mean."
"One night we went on this field trip and we got stuck in the mine. And ... he kissed me. I don't know how I let it happen or why. I was crazy that day thinking about your surgery. And ... I don't know what I was doing."
"Did it happen again?"
"Once."
"Did you know what you were doing then?"
...
"What happened between him and I amounts to about 10 seconds. Before you judge me for it I want you to think about the hours of bus trips that I took to go see you, the thousands of pages of books that I read to you, the hours of music that I played for you because they said that you might be able to hear it. I couldn't eat, I couldn't sleep, I couldn't focus in school, I lost most of my friends. When you finally did wake up, you didn't even remember who I was and your own mother wouldn't let me go see you. What was I supposed to do because I don't know anymore."
"I don't know. I wish you had been this honest with me a month ago. See, when I got out of the hospital I didn't know who you were. But I do now. And I really like you. The only problem is you haven't been able to take your eyes off him all night."
(from a TV show)
Being good
"So you're treating her for African sleeping sickness... because you don't think it's possible for someone to be faithful in a relationship?"
"And you do?"
"Yes."
"And you need to tell me that."
"Look. I am not having an affair. I had lunch with someone I work with - at work. Once."
"I believe you. What I don't believe is it'll be just once."
"I love my wife."
"You certainly love saying it... I'm sorry. I know you love your wife. You loved all your wives. Probably still do. In fact, you probably love all the women you loved who weren't your wife."
"You can be a real jerk sometimes, you know that?"
"Yeah. And you're the good guy."
"At least I try. As long as you're trying to be good, you can do whatever you want."
"And as long as you're not trying, you can say whatever you want."
"So, between us, we can do anything. We can rule the world."
(from a TV show)
"And you do?"
"Yes."
"And you need to tell me that."
"Look. I am not having an affair. I had lunch with someone I work with - at work. Once."
"I believe you. What I don't believe is it'll be just once."
"I love my wife."
"You certainly love saying it... I'm sorry. I know you love your wife. You loved all your wives. Probably still do. In fact, you probably love all the women you loved who weren't your wife."
"You can be a real jerk sometimes, you know that?"
"Yeah. And you're the good guy."
"At least I try. As long as you're trying to be good, you can do whatever you want."
"And as long as you're not trying, you can say whatever you want."
"So, between us, we can do anything. We can rule the world."
(from a TV show)
Micro Fiction: Devotion Under Suspicion
"Maybe someone cheated."
"That's impossible."
"Because?"
"They're completely devoted to each other."
"Because?"
"They love each other."
"Or?... They're overcompensating for guilt."
"You're that convinced that infidelity is the cause of their problems."
"No, you're the one convinced that they are a perfect couple. I think that is at least one of the causes."
"Which? Infidelity or me?
(Blatantly adapted from a TV Show)
"That's impossible."
"Because?"
"They're completely devoted to each other."
"Because?"
"They love each other."
"Or?... They're overcompensating for guilt."
"You're that convinced that infidelity is the cause of their problems."
"No, you're the one convinced that they are a perfect couple. I think that is at least one of the causes."
"Which? Infidelity or me?
(Blatantly adapted from a TV Show)
Friday, October 20, 2006
55 Friday: Cynic's Birthday
"It's a birthday. It's an excuse to be happy. You think that's lame?"
"Why are you here? Did you buy me something?"
"Come on, I'm taking you out. You are not going to spend today sitting here."
"Do I need an excuse to be happy? More likely you need an excuse to drink with someone."
"Why are you here? Did you buy me something?"
"Come on, I'm taking you out. You are not going to spend today sitting here."
"Do I need an excuse to be happy? More likely you need an excuse to drink with someone."
Friday, October 13, 2006
55 Friday: The Callipygian Edition
Ref: 55Friday: The Callipygian Edition
“It doesn’t matter. Anything you want babe.”
“Don’t you have a preference? Pick something. We can go to the Brick Store Pub, we haven’t been there in a while,” she said.
I noticed this desi kudi walk in front of us to her car in her gym shorts.
“Let’s go to Bhojanic instead,” I said.
“It doesn’t matter. Anything you want babe.”
“Don’t you have a preference? Pick something. We can go to the Brick Store Pub, we haven’t been there in a while,” she said.
I noticed this desi kudi walk in front of us to her car in her gym shorts.
“Let’s go to Bhojanic instead,” I said.
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