I have decided I will make my blog entries quite interesting. Till this day, I have deliberately made it gruesome. Because, that had to be proved not impossible – the fact that I could be uninteresting if I tried.
Being interesting calls for any of the following
1 – rip personal life, either your own or preferably someone else’s without mercy
2 – choose a boring topic (eg: technical), there will be some nerds who always look for one
3 – write sad stories, this world is full of sadists. Why do you think newspapers report so many deaths?
4 – Rumors and gossips about celebrities – you wouldn’t believe how many people love ‘em. Who cares if there is not one fact?
5 – Tips – another one for losers. They think the bloggers actually know what they are writing about! Hah!
6 – This is the hardest – you have to be actually interesting – so it wouldn’t matter what you really write about, people like to read you anyway! Darned if I knew how!
I have decided to start my first venture with the first tactic. Ripping personal life. Of someone else. I really like this person, so I know he will forgive me. I will do him one favor. I will change his name. But that wouldn’t stop people who really know him from guessing. Here you go, the story of Evans.
Well not the whole story. Just one little incident.
Evans went to buy some bread and jam. In the process he got friendly with the shop keeper. His name, for say, George. Evans, perhaps went a little too friendly. For in an hour, he was telling George about his wife. Hmm ok Kate.
“Kate is such a pain George. Can I call you Georgie?”
“Sure pal, buddy, chum, friend”
Full of smiles, Evans proceeded. “You know what she did? She went and got herself bald one day and hair wouldn’t grow back anymore. So she blames me for it. Seems I gave her the initial go-bald idea. Heck how would I know she’d buy that?”
“Really? Your wife is bald?”
“Hyuk hyuk yeah. And I have to put up with her morning blues everyday since then. ‘Oh look Evans, look at my head… its so so barren… and it is all your fault. I hate you.’ I would cover my ears and run Georgie. That woman is a disaster”
“But how does she go about in places?”
“At first I managed to convince her it was fashionable. But later she got wise and threw a look at me when I talked about fashion. She walks around in wigs. One day I’d like to see it fall off Georgie. Heck I don’t want the girl humiliated but after all that I put up with I think I deserve a little entertainment. Don’t you?”
“You sure do pal you sure do”
And the next time Evans went to see George, Kate was with him. Evans pointed at her head and winked at George. Evans was just being the acknowledger of we-know-a-secret. But George thought this was his cue to give his friend what he so badly wanted – entertainment. He went to their table and asked Kate “Madam a friend of mine tells me that is not original”
“What is not?” Kate asked, wondering who the hell George was
Evans stares, tries to bring his eyes out of socket, which goes completely unnoticed by George. Eyes remained in sockets.
“Your hair Madam”, said George
“What? Who told you that?” – from Kate
George at this point tries to sneak a peek and smile at Evans, which Kate does not miss.
“He did??” Kate asked shock replacing annoyance this time
“Not to worry Madam we will disprove them all. Let me”, said George and proceeds to pull her hair out. The hair stuck hard to Kate’s head and refused to come off. Kate screams and hits George with all that she could get hold of, one of them being her husband, Evans.
I don’t know how the story ended. But I have heard Evans never talked to George again and George never talked to any customer again and Kate always talked about how George and Evans tried to murder her.
Evans, you know who you are don’t you? J If you are passing by, I just want to say I thoroughly thought it’s a smart one you pulled, though I am not sure who you pulled it on.
