Perks in the life of a Broke Teenager-4

Here I come with yet another story, an experience I share with the same friend, and yeah you guessed it right, Reet! [She loves the exclamation] Well, this is the day we went to The Kalaghoda Street Festival along with another friend Pritha!
Train rides are rather typical these days, so I’ll not go on and on about, the songs we heard, the breeze that swung by us or the random people travelling along with us! So as usual, we got away from C.S.T. station and grabbed a bite from a pizza parlor. Checked out the “pretty” boys. Cabbed our way to the Kalaghoda Street!

We walked around, picked up our souvenirs from whichever place pleased us and just chilled for a while till the sun almost calmed down! It was time for pritha to get back home as she stayed far away, and on the other end, there were the two of us, who couldn’t control our bladder for any longer [I know she’s going to get furious when she reads this] and couldn’t find even one restroom that wasn’t under maintenance… So we hopped and awkwardly ran and stumbled our way into a shopping complex right on the other side of the street and hush, [wiping our foreheads] we were for once relieved!

Now, thinking from a teenager’s point of view, do you, by any chance expect us to have walked out of the centrally air conditioned place, without walking around and scanning the freshly in vogue apparel and accessories!?? [Don’t make me answer this one!]

 Well, then we, I’d say as planned by fate, walked to the footwear section and found a pair of moccasins that were, to both our surprise was available in both our sizes, [36 and 41] that instant she just flashed this big smile across her face and asked the sales person to pack both pairs, ever before I got permission from my mom, who, at each purchase of mine says, “this was the last one, you don’t need any more” and each time, each purchase becomes, the second last one!!!!!Really excited and thrilled, the two of us plan to watch the sunset at the Marine Drive. The breeze was forceful. The aura of that place is such that, though adjacent to a hustling city, the world beyond the promenade is independent and exists all by itself, including the hundreds of us, who sit by, sink in the sunset, drench in the rain, and sweat through the summer. Smiling like, the sun, the water and those rocks have captivated us!

                As time passes, and the moment the sun sets, Reet wants us to get back to the station as soon as possible, because of her runny nose! [Believe me or not, she used more than 30 tissuenapkins] we grabbed a coffee, packed some burgers and decided to ditch the local train and hopped into a bus! Half way down, as dramatically as I can say it, we sat down, had our coffee, sip by sip and hungrily guzzled down our burgers. Played perfect songs and plugged in our earphones and started reading the book we had taken up and there………………. Our bus gets spoilt and everyone is getting off…

At the pathway of nowhere, startled and tired, we wait for some other bus to come by… we do find a bus within a short while, but only till Sion and this midget along with me decides, two broke girls can’t pay extra for a ticket…only half way. And she just behaves like we had tickets and there we were, at Sion Depot, reaching our destination, travelled without a ticket and standing on the footpath laughing our way out!

                In just about 10 hours, we had travelled by all means of public transport. At about 10, two girls, who are going to wear same shoes to college tomorrow, one not willing to go home yet and the other sneezing and rubbing her nose all the way!

                 Every day doesn’t need to have extraordinariness. The simplicity and the twisted tanginess of certain moments is what make them memorable!

Cheers! To the simplicity of bliss!

Miss. I love stories, long or short!

*dedicated to Reet [exclamation mark]….. Just the way you like it sweety!!