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November 30, 2005

Plainly Trusting…..

Filed under: Relationships — Celia @ 12:59 am

Was wondering who was standing near the gate when I reached home from workplace. Mother was standing outside the main gate and was anxiously looking at the way.. I smiled at her as I came in and went inside the living room to see my brothers and papa all hooked onto the television. Only then, I could comprehend why mother was standing outside. All the folks were watching India Vs South Africa Series and hence didn’t bother about me coming inside or dinner. As I also sat down to watch, momma having no other go, sat next to eddy.

She was amused at one particular guy standing at the centre. She kept on asking… like why he raised one of his hands most of the time, why he waved it sometimes.. and why he looked very intently onto the field. Brother was all patient and was explaining to her..

She got quite interested and was watching for some more time. Another guy (the south african bowler) got her attention. “I really can’t understand why he raises his hands onto his head and gathers his wavy hair in his hands…what does that mean?”, she asked.

I knew that eddy won’t keep quite yet suppressed my laughter waiting to hear his comment. With all seriousness he replied to her, “Maa, the advertisers for Clinic all clear shampoo have booked this guy for a dandruff clear ad. But since so many ads are coming up and his ad didn’t get the slot, they have asked him to show his dandruff clear hair after he bowls every ball. Thats why he does that.

Mother asked, “Oh! really?“. Everyone bursted out laughing.. That included me too.. But mother was very annoyed and said .. Y? I was just plainly trusting..

Now isn’t this something that I have always said?

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I had just joined my present company then .. and there is a colleague who always looked very serious. I was unsuspecting as usual when I went to workplace that day. He and maxima were talking about something when they casually mentioned about Charlie’s accident. I didn’t know about that and I was bewildered and asked them what had happened then..

So they told me that when Charlie was going in his car, he met with an accident and he lost his right arm. I was shocked to the core coz I din’t knew till that time that Charlie was using a prosthetic arm. Somehow it disturbed me a lot.. I kept thinking about it for some time and was very upset…

Then I went back to my cubicle and was involved in my work. Soon Charlie came.. The topic came again.. and then I looked at Charlies’ arm. It actually looked like a real healthy arm. Mi brought about the subject again and I asked Charlie on what happened..

Yeah, Celia .. not a big accident and all.. Just some scratches..
I was astonished.. turned back to look at Mi.. and there he was and Maxima ROTFL… “Why are you this dumb, Celia.. Would you believe in whatever I say?

No.. I just trusted you by your words.. I said…

From then on, I always have a cautious ear to Mi as I got accustomed to his mischief..

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3 Comments »

  1. First here… 😀 brb…!

    Comment by Nanyaar? — November 30, 2005 @ 11:43 am | Reply

  2. Okay back ~ Its not just everyone seems to have come across this. But I often find myself in the deceving side(just for fun though).
    But in a serious note doesnt make people more suseptable to lies, and lose trust on others?

    Of course half the time all this happens just because they dont have the patiences, or dont want to explain things, once already said.

    Comment by Nanyaar? — November 30, 2005 @ 12:15 pm | Reply

  3. Thats true nanyaar…Mostly.. girls or children blindly trust the ones they love.

    These actions cannot be seen with strangers though..

    Comment by bindhu — November 30, 2005 @ 9:27 pm | Reply


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