Wednesday, October 28, 2009

HYPNOTIC CHAMPAKALI

A lot of folk tales talk about hypontism, mesmirising, captivating through love portions. It is not very often that such stories are brought to life. One such incident happened last weekday amidst the environmental lab exam of our college. The story involves a goddess, moti & instant  attraction. 

It was half past three in the afternoon with sun blazing down showering the light on the goddess of beauty as if angel had come down on earth herself but in a yellow salwar suit. She was looking gorgeous, immaculate in her yellow dress and was stimulating hormones of people around her with her mythical fragrance. Goddess (let's call her champakali for this story) was sitting on a septic tank with her cl"ass"mates with meow & me.She was busy fondling with her hair & lipstick while others were busy ogling at her. Her fragrance was luring people at "D"istance. In an unintentional attempt to attract attention champakali almost hypnotized me. But being  a man of strong heart i resisted all of this. Meow, the closest friend of champakali was playful,gay & joyous as usual. 


With so much conundrum in front EE lab, there enters our moti lured by our champakali's hypnotic fragrance. Moti was instantly attracted to our champakali who found a new companion in him. I was bit of jealous in the beginning but was cautious not to let it out. However moti was indifferent to this & wanted to express his love for our champakali. It was love at first sight & moti didnot want to let the opportunity slip away. He decicded to showcase his love for the goddess in his own manner mo matter what the consequences. He was drooling all over her notebooks to which he was drawn by her fragrance and fondling.

The fragrance served as the rose otto for moti who was sexually enticed by our beloved champakali. In mark of respect for their love moti flashed hard for champakali to notice. She did notice moti's and fed for her life while leaving me and meow in splits. We both laughed (ROFL, LMAO) while champakali was busy shooing our flashy moti who was hellbound for pleasure. 

Champakali was determined not to give in kept on shooing but her aroma was hypnotic and mesmerising. Me and meow were trying hard not to look but champakali was staring and responding at all the flashes.

That was the day we realised "LIFE's A BITCH n I LOVE MY LIFE"......