Monologue
Yo!
How are you doing today? It’s been a long time since we’ve talked. Well, not really that long but still, it feels like an eternity. What has been happening with you? Wait! Don’t answer that. Let me guess. You are probably doing well, drinking wine and eating vegetables. You are taking 4 pills a day for ailments of various nature and it continues to piss you off every single day. You are swimming, walking, sleeping and resting from morning to evening. You wonder and ponder over the mysteries of life and most importantly you are smiling.
Yesterday you woke up early and started your day with a swim, then you went online to chat with friends and check the rambling of fools like me. You had some coffee in the morning, you should have it with milk but someone reminded you that adding milk does not reduce the quantity of coffee in your coffee so you probably had it black. It was strong coffee.
Later that morning, you brushed your hair and went for a walk. You ended up at the supermarket where you bought some vegetables, wine, cereals, soap and olive oil. Then you remembered that you were out of Pasta and Tuna so you got some as well. You will heat them later. You considered going for Gnocchi but you prefer regular pasta.
When you got home, you threw a quick glance at your PC to see if anything had changed since last time you checked. A new post, a new message, a new mail. Sadly, there was nothing. But, you know that one is coming soon. Because it is about bloody time. Then you checked your phone for an sms. You thought to yourself: “You never know”.
Now, you’re reading this post and laughing. Later, you’ll come back to it, just to read it again. And smile some more. “Crazy Man” you will think to yourself. Then, you will sit on the nearest chair, close your eye and think about it all. You will torture yourself by decorticating everything; trying to make sense from chaos. An hour later, you’d have failed, but you will keep on. Eventually, it will dawn upon you. And, the smile will be back.
In the mean time, you are still reading this post, wondering where this is going. Wondering what comes next. You know this post is for you. Yes, you. Don’t blush, now is not the time for blushing. Keep reading and control that smile.
We met for the briefest of moments. A glimpse really, nothing more. Will we meet again? Since this is my monologue I can create the ending of my chosing. I chose this one:
- I still have your bottle of wine. I carried it all the way home. Not because it’s good wine (Pretty lousy actually, I was appalled) but because I told you we’d drink it together.
- 2:0 is not a fair score. Something needs to be done about it
- Didn’t I tell you to control that smile?
- I do think that Picasso is/was a genius and I need to make you see that
- You owe me a trip to Greece
- I owe you a view of mount Fuji
- You owe me a phone call
- I owe you a “Hello”
- You owe me the right words
- I owe you a time and place
- I told you I’d make it hard, I lied
- I told you I’d be there when you got back, I didn’t lie
- I think the Marriott is better and you need to agree
- Pizza and tuna salad is not the best food I could come up with. I can do better
- Stop blushing please
Now, you’re still reading this post, but you couldn’t wipe the smile off your face. “Crazy, Crazy man” you’re thinking to yourself “what will I do with you”. For the briefest of moment, you wonder what post can come next, but you dismiss this thought knowing that I'll figure it out.
For now, this is still my monologue but if/when you decide that we need to meet again, you will have your own monologue to come up with. I am sure you can figure out what words to use. Until then, I’ll be at the bar.
Haroun El Poussah
10 Comments:
Yesterday I told someone that I thought you were a slob and an ass ..
This post makes you less of an ass .. only slightly ..
Still a slob though?
totally ....
sounds like a post Herlock would write... or a third contributor maybe? :)
Dear Haroun & Dear Sherlock,
My comments below have nothing to do with you current post, but I'd like to hear your oppinion.
We all know there is no such thing as a perfect mate and that searching for a mate is costly and time-consuming too.
Rather, we search for a mate until we find one who is good enough that the expected incremental costs of additional search outweigh the expected incremental benefits.
In a nutshell that is the Economics of Dating, and I guess is what we are all looking for…
And let's face it: when you are out on a date, you usually have a pretty good idea early on whether you think the date is going to work out. Yet you cannot say to your date, "Hey, this isn't working. How about we both just call our next best options?" Well, I suppose you guys can, but most of us wouldn't do that; rather, we would tough it out, and then look to the next person on the dynamic list for our next encounter.
If what I have said above is correct, it is easy to understand why speed-dating markets are successful. Good opportunities without any risks?
What do you say? Would it be possible such thing on a ‘dating market’ like Dubai’s?? haha, now I’m going to ask you if wanna join venture in a business plan like ‘speed-dating organizing’, do you think the authorities would have something against of??...they should not, as people will come for a drink, and a chit chat up to the bell’s next ring:-)
Tell me what do you think, I feel you clever guys will have some interesting input.
Cheers,
Melaleuka
you people seriously need to get laid.
Awesome, very good and funny, although the plot needs more work.
Very informative and helpful. This is a nice information shared here. Keep Posting :)
that really was a lot of effort for how it turned out in the end.... i wonder if it was at all special, really...
Interesting
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