"'A Trip'- to her mind, heart and soul" (bits&pieces part1)

Part 1


She was on her desktop experiencing Orkut as she just joined it. She seemed to enjoy this new way to know and also  being known and admired by people she is friends with. Those who didn't know each other also used to pull up their sleeve, sending requests, admiring photos, commenting on posts. It was kind of a high tide that splashed itself on everyone. None could be spared from getting  drenched.  Facebook is a latter branch of the social networking tree.

So,  while sitting and enjoying staring at people's profiles and also exploring what New she could  do to make her profile all the more interesting and how to get connected with a good number of friends, she got pinged.

Pinged by a boy she didn't know, saying 'Hi' was quite astonishing to her, for she had been studying in a girls school and didn't seem to have met him anywhere. 

While thinking, the chat box blinked again and there was 'Hiiiiiiiiiii', confusing her with so many 'i', it was his way of actually provoking her to send a 'Hi' to him to start up a casual conversation. She seemed to take a little back, as she didn't feel it was good to start a conversation with a complete stranger. While her chat box reflected 'typing... ' from his side, she quickly ran her fingers on the keyboard to search where did he find her out. To her surprise, it was a group that she had joined of her school itself which had brought such an idiot to her profile and poking her through this chat. 

Your vibes ,at times, spill more beans than your words, she believed in this but got it confirmed with a seal when he abruptly texted "***k off". "How did he come to know that I am not interested in talking to him" she thought to herself.  Having read this, instead of being burning red in anger, she felt pink. Pink, her favorite color, because her confident mind somehow told her at the first 'Hi' that this was not a 'good guy' and his next words proved it. She smiled in happiness of not being fooled by an 'absurd fool' himself.

"He had got the air cleared that I am least interested in talking to him and after such disgust words from his end only,  might not provide any lanes to his brains to come up again."

Fate has its own way of decorating the platter. She knew nothing about it at a tender age that she was in. Her's was the 'All-in-one'. Starters seemed to get failed in impressing her taste buds. But, who knew about the main course, that it would  combine a lot more than her appetite. Years of appetite.

.....*see you again*......