Sunday, January 21, 2007

Same old song and dance

I hate men who sulk. Especially who sulk after the vile words leave their mouth. It’s my hate for him that holds us together.

Rich and cheap perfumes waft around. I push into the crowd and walk as fast as I can. I know he is not following.

I hate myself for turning and looking for him. Then searching.

I push and elbow trying to get out of the store. Reluctant panic. The reluctance is the crowd’s and the panic is mine alone.

I sit down on a newly vacated bench. The warmth of the seat is unsettling. Unknown shared intimacies.

He comes… picking at his teeth.

I wonder when I began hating him.

It was easy, his claustrophobic, probing questions and his stealing of an anger that should have been rightfully mine at most instances.

It’s easier if I call it love and men was her advice when I told her about it.


Anonymous Anonymous said...

How true...! I cannot agree better!
Nice post!

9:49 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

The dark girl, with her dark side and her dark tongue is back out of the dark.

9:55 PM  
Blogger Mrs. Dalloway said...

Aparna: :)

Raka: DARK??? And so many of them?!!! Hmpf!

10:18 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

nice :)

6:48 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Hmmm :). Gentlemen apologise if they make vile wordy remarks :P and dont sulk. Wish your opinion will change after meeting some gentlemen.

7:06 AM  
Blogger Mrs. Dalloway said...

Yesbob: Ty! :)

Nariyal: 'Gentlemen' never make vile remarks in the first place or so I thought! But gentlemen are like unicorns!

8:47 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Oi!!! as if u lasses are divine angels who only speak the sweetest words and no insinuations to poke the male ego to respond, sadly, in vile words...coz then the lass in question would shut-up for a while....ahahaha!! nakhre waalis no.1!!!
wot say?! correct no!?

9:30 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

anyways...good that u've started posting re-gaining a lost habit ;D

9:31 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

mog poornima, i'm exactly like that - i say really viles things and then sulk after that. only til i lay my hand on my drink, of course ;o)

'picking his teeth' or 'picking at his teeth'?

and the macro - superb. did u shoot it?

9:52 PM  
Blogger Mrs. Dalloway said...


Balu: I would say what I've written. Though the other one sounds right too! And pic- nope!

12:47 AM  
Blogger Dev Nair said...

To know her is to love her.., so sang John Lennon.
And to know him is to leave him?

12:43 PM  
Blogger clash said...

I wonder when I began hating him.

May be the shoe stink, Nose picking and filty what not!! Gluck! Gluck!

9:37 PM  
Blogger Zealous Zygote said...

Good to see you alive. Mail me if you get time

12:34 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Muscled words deflate the ego with its rude punches!

But....the victim can retaliate.....with....
Violent protests or
Silent teeth grinding...

Both cause enough damage to the victim!

12:53 AM  
Blogger Rajesh said...

Meril directed me to this blog. She said she really enjoyed reading you. When I enjoy someone's writing, I start from the first. I have reached July 2005. Its been a pleasure

1:38 PM  
Blogger Rajesh said...

I am done. Enjoyed!
Have to keep checking. Will.

3:16 PM  
Blogger AKS said...

hey sweetheart...vile words are used by cowards..who jus cant face the situation but want to scare off evryone with the visciousness of their it a guy or gal... so jus dont blmae men for their tongue..

2:39 AM  
Blogger Mrs. Dalloway said...

Dev: Ha ha!

Clash: And she still stayed on.

Zy: I surely will dear!

Sriravi: The victim and perception.

Rajesh: Thank you. And thank Meril too.

Prachith: I didnt blame MEN. I said I hated men who did. :) Big difference!

9:28 PM  
Blogger Sudarshan. A. G. said...

I got lost in the last sentence... which I think is the crux... :(

3:56 AM  

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