“How will she notice me?“
“You need some conversation starter.“
He wore torn jeans. Nothing.
He donned a multicoloured shirt. Nothing.
He sported a funky hairstyle. Nothing.
He combined the three. Nothing.
He even tried a dhoti. Nothing.
He stopped, and went back to his normal getup.
She, “Not trying to impress me today, eh?”
I write! Topic does not matter, can be my life, or my travels, or any match I saw, or the Hyderabadi life, or reminiscing about Raipur, or penning Short Stories & 55s.
lol !!! nice nice
holy crap. that is a masterpiece. yours truly is stunned, floored, flattened like a papad even!
awesomeNESS!!!!
super
have to wonder if its fiction though :p
Too good. Just started reading your blog. I want more..
Whoa! From the corner of her eyes …
Good one!!
Rama, thanks
obelix, thank you, thank you for the lofty (papad) compliments
Kulbir, thanks
Manuscrypts, it is pure fiction
Himank, thanks
christ, I hope to write more, till that time scour the archives
Sangfroid, thanks dude
you are one of the main inspirations these days to pen a 55 
This is cho kewt!! So he did get his conversation starter
WoW!
Winnie, yup he did
Raul, thanks
Simply awesome!
Thanks Bhai
brought a smile
AWESOME !!! What a thought !!
Makrand,
Abhishek, thanks!
You ARE good at this!
Shail, thanks