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King of Embarrasment
Posted by Frozy
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Saturday, October 09, 2010
1. What would happen if you suddenly appeared almost naked in front of your classmate who is a girl? Given: You are a boy
2. Have you ever been ‘almost’ beaten up for looking at your shoes, not to mention the embarrassment for a long time?
To know the answers to these and similar questions, buy the Communist party Manifesto.
Kidding! It won’t help you here (or anywhere for that matter). The only place where you will get the answers is here. So read on.
This is the season of going bold. People all around me have been expressing their innermost secrets and desires. Sam writing boldly abt X, Proto writing abt his personal superpowers, Sunshine writing about how much he loves chocolate ice cream, Lissome Lady still trying valiantly to be the encounter specialist against ignorant aliens etc etc.. So I thought why not try a hand on that. Thank you for deciding to read. It is a pleasure to have you read my embarrassments.
There is no one who hasn’t been embarrassed at least once in life. I am sure even dogs would have had their days when they could not pee on the exact spot on the electric pole. The bellowing barks of his mates would ring in his long ears forever. I am something of that sort. Fellow ilanders, behold The King, The King of embarrassments.
I cannot possibly tell all the episodes because I still have a little bit of respect around here (forget about real life. I need couple of rebirths to get some decent amount of it back). So this is a set of selected short frozen embarrassments for you.
What would happen if you suddenly appeared almost naked except your undergarment in front of your classmate who is a girl?
If it had been in your college days the story would have taken a rather nice twist. I wish. But it happened when I was in school. Being a 7th grader who had just taken to notice that girls are not exactly boys, parading on undergarment in front of one, was not exactly my idea of a fantasy. What actually happened is something like this.
[White concentric black and white circles pops up, telling you that it’s flash back]
There was this cute little girl in my class and who was also my neighbor. We never used to visit each other much. So I never thought the bell ringing would be someone other than my best friend Som calling to go for playing cricket. I had just finished taking a bath and was a half clothed fakeer and answered the door just like that. That was the first time when I realized that girls can make out where exactly you are looking when you are looking at them. Because I was able to. Her eyes roamed all over the atoms that made up Frozy at that time. I didn’t know to run or hide or what! I was twisting and turning like a drunken earthworm that found itself out of its cozy hole on a sunny morning and wondering where the heck its head is. My head was not working properly at all. That was the moment in my life when by brain was working overtime on all the possible ways to escape this situation. I never found that pillar at the far corner so attractive to play hide and seek. But that would mean turning my back to her so I politely declined the pillar invitation. As a result, we stood like that for 5 whole min and talked about some dumb assignment. Then, that very instant, she smiled mischievously and…… (Fill in the Blanks was my favorite in 7th standard. Still is. hehe)
Have you ever been ‘almost’ beaten up for looking at your shoes, and not to mention the embarrassment for a long time? You better not.
This nearly happened when I was attending engineering college. I will continue with a foot note that the reputation engineering college students generally enjoyed is not exactly equal to that of freedom fighters. (Yes, that’s right. Engineering students are respected more.) I had to attend a public function at a family friend’s place. I went early and positioned myself on a seat in the main hall where I could keep a watch on my new footwear. I took pride on them. It was brand new and a new fashion wave, according to the shop owner. He told me that some boys from backward class who had made it big on TV wore them. I thought ‘cool’. Later I came to know that he was mentioning ‘Backstreet Boys’! I never quite knew that Backstreet Boys wore Paragon chappals. Anyway coming back, these public functions were known for footwear lifters, unintentional of course. So I was keeping one (and at time two) of my eye balls on my shoes. But everything was about to change in a few minutes.
Suddenly a hoard of visitors decided to leave. There were busy handshakes and goodbyes all around but my worried mind and eyes were all on my priced possession. I was busy playing a cuckoo bird craning my neck this way and that to make sure my shoes were there. There were so many legs moving here and there. (Thank God for not making man a caterpillar evolved creature. So many legs and so many shoes!) It was difficult to watch carefully. So I pretended to drop my pen and knelt down. Then I could glimpse my shoes through the multitude of legs. I smiled that fateful smile.
Miraculously, that exact instant, the crowd in front of me parted. All the legs gave way for me to see the pair of shoes, and a pair of something else which was not supposed to be there. The curvy daughter of my family friend was bending down beside my shoes and adjusting her slippers. She was a well proportioned girl of my age wearing a low cut blouse. By now several people were staring at me, the engineering college stud. It seemed to the crowd that she had bent down and I was on the floor on my four legs, smiling away at her. And that I was apparently smiling at a pair of something, not exactly in the shape of shoes did not add any charm to the situation.
God alone knows how I escaped from there.
Frozen Sun
Have you ever been scared of getting caught even though you had NOT watched Ramayana at all? :) I will write it if I feel like!
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2. Have you ever been ‘almost’ beaten up for looking at your shoes, not to mention the embarrassment for a long time?
To know the answers to these and similar questions, buy the Communist party Manifesto.
Kidding! It won’t help you here (or anywhere for that matter). The only place where you will get the answers is here. So read on.
This is the season of going bold. People all around me have been expressing their innermost secrets and desires. Sam writing boldly abt X, Proto writing abt his personal superpowers, Sunshine writing about how much he loves chocolate ice cream, Lissome Lady still trying valiantly to be the encounter specialist against ignorant aliens etc etc.. So I thought why not try a hand on that. Thank you for deciding to read. It is a pleasure to have you read my embarrassments.
There is no one who hasn’t been embarrassed at least once in life. I am sure even dogs would have had their days when they could not pee on the exact spot on the electric pole. The bellowing barks of his mates would ring in his long ears forever. I am something of that sort. Fellow ilanders, behold The King, The King of embarrassments.
I cannot possibly tell all the episodes because I still have a little bit of respect around here (forget about real life. I need couple of rebirths to get some decent amount of it back). So this is a set of selected short frozen embarrassments for you.
What would happen if you suddenly appeared almost naked except your undergarment in front of your classmate who is a girl?
If it had been in your college days the story would have taken a rather nice twist. I wish. But it happened when I was in school. Being a 7th grader who had just taken to notice that girls are not exactly boys, parading on undergarment in front of one, was not exactly my idea of a fantasy. What actually happened is something like this.
[White concentric black and white circles pops up, telling you that it’s flash back]
There was this cute little girl in my class and who was also my neighbor. We never used to visit each other much. So I never thought the bell ringing would be someone other than my best friend Som calling to go for playing cricket. I had just finished taking a bath and was a half clothed fakeer and answered the door just like that. That was the first time when I realized that girls can make out where exactly you are looking when you are looking at them. Because I was able to. Her eyes roamed all over the atoms that made up Frozy at that time. I didn’t know to run or hide or what! I was twisting and turning like a drunken earthworm that found itself out of its cozy hole on a sunny morning and wondering where the heck its head is. My head was not working properly at all. That was the moment in my life when by brain was working overtime on all the possible ways to escape this situation. I never found that pillar at the far corner so attractive to play hide and seek. But that would mean turning my back to her so I politely declined the pillar invitation. As a result, we stood like that for 5 whole min and talked about some dumb assignment. Then, that very instant, she smiled mischievously and…… (Fill in the Blanks was my favorite in 7th standard. Still is. hehe)
Have you ever been ‘almost’ beaten up for looking at your shoes, and not to mention the embarrassment for a long time? You better not.
This nearly happened when I was attending engineering college. I will continue with a foot note that the reputation engineering college students generally enjoyed is not exactly equal to that of freedom fighters. (Yes, that’s right. Engineering students are respected more.) I had to attend a public function at a family friend’s place. I went early and positioned myself on a seat in the main hall where I could keep a watch on my new footwear. I took pride on them. It was brand new and a new fashion wave, according to the shop owner. He told me that some boys from backward class who had made it big on TV wore them. I thought ‘cool’. Later I came to know that he was mentioning ‘Backstreet Boys’! I never quite knew that Backstreet Boys wore Paragon chappals. Anyway coming back, these public functions were known for footwear lifters, unintentional of course. So I was keeping one (and at time two) of my eye balls on my shoes. But everything was about to change in a few minutes.
Suddenly a hoard of visitors decided to leave. There were busy handshakes and goodbyes all around but my worried mind and eyes were all on my priced possession. I was busy playing a cuckoo bird craning my neck this way and that to make sure my shoes were there. There were so many legs moving here and there. (Thank God for not making man a caterpillar evolved creature. So many legs and so many shoes!) It was difficult to watch carefully. So I pretended to drop my pen and knelt down. Then I could glimpse my shoes through the multitude of legs. I smiled that fateful smile.
Miraculously, that exact instant, the crowd in front of me parted. All the legs gave way for me to see the pair of shoes, and a pair of something else which was not supposed to be there. The curvy daughter of my family friend was bending down beside my shoes and adjusting her slippers. She was a well proportioned girl of my age wearing a low cut blouse. By now several people were staring at me, the engineering college stud. It seemed to the crowd that she had bent down and I was on the floor on my four legs, smiling away at her. And that I was apparently smiling at a pair of something, not exactly in the shape of shoes did not add any charm to the situation.
God alone knows how I escaped from there.
Frozen Sun
Have you ever been scared of getting caught even though you had NOT watched Ramayana at all? :) I will write it if I feel like!
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