First Blog in Few Days

Feels good to blog again. My life from the past few 2 months has been the worst. I haven’t slept properly since I came to India so I have huge dark circles. I had an interesting day though.
Today, we {my aunt and I} had gone to Commercial Street to buy clothes for my aunt and she took me because I was the only guy in the house {why the hell are guys supposed to come to ladies cloth shopping}. We went into this alley where there were only girl clothes {and lingerie}. In fact I could easily see that I was the only guy in the whole street. And these two girls {must have been around 20} go inside the lingerie shop giggling and looking at me. Anyways we went back on the main road and then inside this shop {it was a big one} where the guy sitting on the counter was around my age and looked bored to death. I followed my aunt around for like an hour and a half {how long can a girl shop}. Then I went to the counter and sat there.
The guy [forgot to ask his name] - “at least you don’t have to come here every day and sit for hours.”
Me- “right……. {I noticed he was seeing the security camera} You need security camera in a cloth shop.”
The guy- “Dunno why but we do. It is installed everywhere.”
I then looked at the changing room and laughed.
The guy- “Trust me, more than half the people that come here aren’t worth looking at.”
Me- “What?”
The guy- “You were looking at the changing room. Even I had thought it would be awesome to get a security camera installed over there. But look at the store right now. Do you find anyone even worth looking at?”
Me- “Guess not.”
Even I was too bored to actually ignore this guy so instead we started talking. He told that he comes from his engineering collage and works here and then goes home. He was in his third year. And I told him I was in 12th in Saudi Arabia. He asked me what my plan was after 12th.
Me –“Well I don’t really…”
The Guy -“Hottie alert! Look. How much would you rate her?”
Me –“ Nice…I would say around 8.”
The Guy -“a bit generous. I say 7.8.”
Me – “another one.”
And just like that 4 really hot girls just entered together {and annoyingly they were all giggling}.
The Guy -”Average rating?”
Me -”9…”
The Guy [can’t believe after all this talking I didn’t ask him his name] –“definitely.”
The girls walk up to the counter and the hottest girl {sorry for differentiating them like this but I don’t know how else should I. Rating would be around 9.3} walks up and says, “It’s Harshita’s [and she pointed and someone, I was too busy staring at the first one to notice who it was] birthday and she would like to buy a dress. Can you help us; everyone else seems a bit busy.” And of course the guy led them without any hesitation. And I turned to the TV [we had changed it to doordarshan news] and started watching {cool some chick won Nobel peace prize} because I was watching that I did not notice that one of the girls had stayed behind [incidentally she was the second hottest].
The Girl [don’t worry I know her name. it will be revealed in due time]-“So…. {what, where, when, how? [I was somewhere in dream world and was suddenly shocked back]} You work here also?”
Me- “No, my aunt is shopping….somewhere {where had she gone?}And I was bored so he and I were talking.”
The Girl – “About what?” {trust me you don’t want to know}
Me – “Some stuff {my eyes were half shut from boredom, and even a hot chick in front of me couldn’t wake me up}”
The Girl – “ Can I sit?” And she pointed at the seat that the guy had just vacated.
Me- “sure.”
The Girl – “ So what’s with your hair?” Why the hell cant people leave my hair alone.
Me – “They were like that since birth. It’s supposed to be a genetic mutation {now why did I say that}”
The Girl – “Cool, so you are a genuine mutant?”
Me – “Right. No superpowers though just different hair colour.”
The Girl – “It’s still cool……My name is Neha by the way.” And she extended her hand. I shook it. “And yours?” {Shit! How could I forget to tell?}
Me – “Sam.”
Neha – “ So what do you do Sam?”
Me – “First year engineering” {why the hell did I promote myself}
Neha – “Hmm, You look more like a +1 guy.” {Why on earth did she demote me}
Me – “right.” {after each reply I turned to the TV.}
Neha – “you need to pay more attention to a girl. Do you have a girlfriend?”
Me – “Not…”
But before I could reply properly her friends came back and the hottest girl said, “Come on Neha, we have loads of shopping left.” {Who says “Loads”?} “oh cool you have made new friend. Hi my name is Priyanka. This is Harshita and Farheen.” And I shook hands with each one of them. “Come on Neha we have to go”
Neha – “Yeah, see you later Sam.” I really couldn’t help but rise my eyebrow...seriously the probability of meeting her again were next to zero. “Okay fine {she was laughing} won’t see you later…bye.”
And she caught up with her friends and I could swear I heard someone say, “so, what’s the deal with his hair?”
The Guy [seriously annoying, should have found out his name] – “Dude that was awesome you found out all their names. Back there they were using weird nicknames. Even if it was luck that was cool.”
{And after all this it finally flashed to me; I just talked to a girl face to face. And I woke up now and wondered how much better it could’ve gone}
Me – “right.”
My aunt came out, paid for the dresses asked the guy if I was any trouble {what the hell, I am not in kindergarten} And he politely said no he is a good kid {Why do people keep treating me like a kid?} And we left the store and I had only one thought “I AM DEFINITELY BLOGGING THIS!”

Sameed Ahmed
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