Forgettable

Nice little town, which is catching up with other cities in urbanization, is what you can label my hometown.

Small, nice and constantly growing. High rises, malls and the those city things.

Every time you step out, you meet someone you know from school, or your old neighbor. Last day I just met this person from school who was in a different section in school but was the friend of my close friend from 10th.
She looked so nice, I have always known her as my best friend's friend or rather bench mate. She was the same, no changes, just an addition of few kilos and a degree. She proudly mentioned that she was selected in campus recruitment and was waiting to go to Bangalore. I looked forward to meeting her in an hour, after I had finished doing some important business. She waited patiently for me at All spice. We talked about things that had changed about the school from our last visit. Things that will change in the near future.

All the while we were talking I noticed this young couple sitting opposite to us. Maybe college kids, out for a friendly meeting. The girl looked terribly tensed and kept looking at her watch and around the eatery we were in.
And then there was this over zealous kid who kept running around with his ice cream cone. He came to our table ran between the tables was found hiding beneath the table. He sure was on boost.

I kept looking at the kids mom who was busy talking to her hubby and sorting out some issues. She was unmindful of her kid and his antics. The kid kept popping from the corner of the table and from those counters.

Suddenly my nose was bombarded with a strong scent of perfume, I looked around to find yet another couple coming towards us, and later shared the table with us as there were no seats left.

So my friend and myself sat sandwiched between those two, and I swear it was so annoying.
That damn fellow would ask my friend some stupid question and then start a conversation with her annoying his girlfriend or whoever she was to him. The girl looked all puffed up and maybe her face looked a little green with envy.

I suggested that we move out fast, we waited for the the next tale to empty and we jumped. Now this time we were to be surrounded by some very strange characters, a person picking his nose ewww, another who kept burping. The lady who kept talking sense and nonsense, the kid who finally managed to spill juice on my friends dress, and dropping some ice cream on my dress. The person on the table close who kept looking what we were doing.

Being adult and eligible of suffrage obviously means that you ought to have some sense of politeness and manners. You are not supposed to look at others plate and salivate. Or pick your teeth while others sitting with you or around you are eating.

I couldn't stand more of it, I walked to the lady clutching her kid by his hand, asked the her to take care of her kid, and to the person sitting close to us as what he wanted to know. By the time I had finished talking my parents had come to pick me up and it was time to part. She promised to let me know her place of posting as soon as she could. I just heard from her, She is off to some foreign place for a six month assignment.

How do you feel when you meet the above mentioned characters another day under very different circumstances?
Well I met all them just today.