Lame kannada music blasting in the background. Something about how these two people cannot forget each other. Some stupid club function. How is Rajyotsava related to a lame kannada song sung badly by some average singer?
She tries blasting The Beatles to drown out the lame music. It doesnt work. The beats of the music at that club gets faster and louder and finally ceases... only to be followed by another song by another slightly better singer.
People come online on gtalk and start random conversations. For awhile she`s distracted with conversations and food. Interesting status msgs to interesting people. Gtalk is a well-equipped timepass tool.
He finally comes online and there is some random conversation about the football match. The topic changes, a few more nice words and lame jokes. 10 minutes already and he has to go. A `Whatever` followed by curt goodbyes.
The kannada music is still blaring. The Beatles lost this time. Some more people talk. More people go.
Now, there is hardly anything left to do online... She looks around, lost in thought. Maybe read that book. She`s still thinking of curt goodbyes.
She`s reading about epistomology and subjectivity. She`s thinking about words.
Her thoughts are interrupted. She doesnt reply to the message this time. She`s still thinking.
Another message. A smile. Her fingers tap away happily before turning back to the screen.
The lame kannada music finally stops. The Beatles won. :)
Time to say good night.
Just another evening online. Just another day that passed.
Good night my friends. Sleep well and dream sweet. Tomorrow will be another day, evening, night. Lets hope it brings something diffferent. Or are we comfortable with what we have?
Everything in its place.
And like the end of every other post,
Cheers!
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