What was I thinkin?

Got up to find the murky skies gentle soothe my shoulders and sing a lullaby to contuinue my sleep. Deserved or not, I wasnt happy about sleeping the entire evening yesterday, when I had some urgent work to do. Add to it the abuses I wud have made when I realised I was late. What the heck am I late for on a rainy sunday morning? Lets juz say I am "tied" down. Anywayz, I groped about for my towel n after a quick shower, I was off. I was always conscious about not "burning out" by running a hectic 21/7 schedule, with occasional chance time-off like yesterday. But my roomie juz reminded me about it when I was stepping out of the house. This kinda made me ponder abt it during the way to the train station. Should I manage my time better? How can I manage it better, with my lazy mind rebelling saying that "You useless piece of crap dont even use me, andr u thinkin of overburdening me, how sweet of u". So with my mind giving me the green signal, I realised I was a bit too late for my train. I rannnnnnn and juz managed to miss one, so I had to wait a long hard 6 mins before the next one. Trust me, it doesnt get worse here in Singapore than a whole lot of 6 mins doing nothing! So, I was trying to list down the things I had to do, and naturally, I dint know how time went by.

Finally the damned train arrived, and I merrily took a seat opposite to what I presumed was a nice looking babe. And as any honourable guy with a Ms. A/B/C/J in their minds wud do, I stared away from the babe, occasionally glancing towards the girl to check out if she was checking me out. And voila! I did catch her in the act quite a bit. She was really "checking me out!" Man, was I hot or not? Or was it the murky romantic setting that nature has given for her? Then I realised she was actually a good "looking" babe, ie..her eyes dint wander and it stayed..err...below my eye level. So I was doubly careful not to "react". Then after a few stations, I was getting curious as would a true saggi, in all his glory. What the heck was she lookin at for so long...I was getting a bit uncomfy..cmon, i aint tht look looking babe, look away from me for a sec...Then I decided to look at myself to see if this guy really deserved it...Shaved face (u cud call it paal vadiyum mugam) and yday being Saturday, I had to present myself to the scrutiny of a soul 3000 kms away..so trimmed silky hair(thanks to the profuse use of Head and Shoulders yday) and clean neat shirt (for once), then ...I realised a thatuvam.

When a gal forgets to button up any part of her dress, its called fashion...but Im a guy.

So with a horrendous realisation came the enlightenment I was waiting for. This really made me shy and averse to looking in the direction of the gal I was so intent on, a few moments ago. Thank God I had a bag with which I was able to rescue my compromising position and on the pretext of checking out the contents of my bag, I managed to "uncompromise" myself. I tried to be Mr. Cool and drift off to sleep, but I must admit I was aware of a pair of intent eyes on me all the time...You can very well guess the fate of the rest of the journey. So much for a murky sunday morning!

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