One ( Helluva) Rainy Day

This saturday, sitting near the window, watching cats, dogs and BMC's nightmare, pouring down from the heavens ( BMC would call it HELL though), I coudnt dream of much except a vague picture of a beautiful rainy day, and no, not the kind of days we dreamt of, during our school days: making paper boats and letting them sail in what we called as local rivers, but in reality were nothing more than filthy gutters which somehow didnt look dark brown due to fresh rainwater. I was dreaming of something better, something more apt for a day when the sky was dark, the wind chilly and the surroundings so un-global warmingly greeeen. I thought woudnt it just be perfect to be out for a whole day with a special person ( special for me= person from the opposte sex only!!!!), it would defnitely be perfect. Since i had didnt hve much to do, I thought lets imagine such a day......and yeah, this was not going to awwww- sooo- mushy, this was just going to be plain fun and niiiiiiiiiice. Wud probably start early in the mornin, ( Note: early means 11 30, earliest means 9 30, kicked out of the house means 7 30)...so wud start early and probably go in for a fun movie like KungFu Panda ( Review: A nice watch, good animation combined with brilliantly visualized stunts and a good story)....hve nice nachos with mexican sauce and some pepsi to go with it. Then, after the movie, some light shopping ( didnt you get it, i said i wud be out wid a person from the female specie n hence shopping or rather window shopping is almost as regular as meetin )....she looks here, she looks their, n if d price doesnt fit her budget, she behavs as she doesnt care........once done with this warm up, v move one to a chilled out place like New Yorkers and order their arabitta pasta with garlic bread n slence ensues for the next 15 mins.....oops i m sorry, only for d next 8 mins as the pasta wudnt last for more than that. After we are done with pasta, u wud feel a bit too italia in d mouth and so go in for someting Indian, something more apna sa, chhole bhature.....yes NewYorkers does serve sum good Indian food. Relish the the Indian chhole bahture with the same tongue with which we relished the mexican pasta just a few minutes ba, once tummy full, time to for sum exercise, so, we go shopping again, yes shopping, again........d 1st session was just sum light shopping, a warm up, d real exercise begins now.....sum heavy shopping, which luckily also included sum buying this time. n aftr heavy duty shopping duirng which u didnt even c a single strechd nerve on her( she didnt evn she u, she was shopping, duuuuuude!!!), suddenly she feels sooooooo tired, her high heels which until sum time bak werent even feel-able suddenly start giving her so much pain that she wont walk a single step. So, u take a rick and and go the nearest cafe and ahve sum god apple muffin ( if d muffin is crubling a lot, dont try n hve it with d fork, u wil make a fool out of urself), then as d sun is setting, go from the comforts of a posh cafe to a sandy beach which during monsoons looks unbeleivingly beautiful......sit there, just sit there, fel the breeze blowing acroos ur face, jus enjoy those silent moments ( they are the best of the day) and then as the silence is disturned by the druming of ur again empty tummy, go in for typical indian spicy beach food ( Indian beach food is not prawns, fishetc etc,its pav bhajji, pulav, pani puri n plenty more)....its a different experience all together, when u r njoying the pure roadside delicacy with her, the wind playfully messing up her hair, the sun setting and apna- very-own bollywod music going on in the background......then d last ride home, when u r sooo happy, ur smile so wide that even 9 additional faces wudnt b enough to contain it, joy which can clearly judged from ur face, words are just not needed. then as she is about to leave and i m about to give her that las special good-bye hug, i feel sweaty, palms are sweaty, sweat is running down my face, nooooooo,i m not nervous, i realize dat its stoppd raining outsidei m sitting near d window and the sun is shining right in my face...........my raindreaming ends there,a bit abruptly.....but stilll dat was one ( helluva) rainy day( dont think my school teacher wud gimme 10 on 10 for that, though)..stilll a gr8 day...a memorbale one