...a pair of Black Socks that went wrong!
.. Its very important I wear the right looking socks or rather more important they should be looking just perfect on my non soh perfect looking ankles!
....pink socks ,green socks, acrylic socks,olefin socks or mohair whatever i have been conscious about wearing socks just the right way .. it was even more important then how my hair is set.
when i was in Hostel we had to wear those knee length socks and it was mandatory we wore it to the knee. whyyyyyyy? I was always defying the law and I was the most beaten up child as a matter of fact for that sake .... I have also been beaten up for being stubborn as I would crush down or fold down my socks to my ankle(as opposed to) as I had the notion that I looked super smart in that way and more over I was an athlete, soh I had to have that Attitude eh?!
I grew up .. I still had the fetish for nice looking socks and thank god sporty ankle
lenght socks had been invented. I mostly bought my socks from Bhutan but now I do find good socks in one particular shop in linking road... and oh the Malls also seems like having interest in selling my kinda sock.(Good for them I have started giving them importance)
okie I just realized I have still not reached what I actually want to say!.....
On 20th April I wore mah favourite black socks kinda matching with my converse.. after work I went on a drive as a pillion driver on a Suzuki bike hanging around the town area.
After a long time I was around Marine drive . I was quite, soh was "He" , it was'nt too speedy , it was early morn , the view was like a gazebo,the wind hitting my face, strangly I was just quite devoid of any kind of a thought or feeling.. before I realize anything I was beeing dragged on the ground ... oh yeah it was an early morning traffic free road freak accident.. I had a Hip Dislocation! What happens next its all evident... I am on stretchers certainly not concealing my pain. While "He" was busy doing the hospital formalities someone was busy trying to open my shoes.I shout "no dont open my shoes"with a doubt.
I ask for my socks( as if thats the last fortune I own in the mid of a physical crisis!) and tell the person (who ever it was i dont remember) to keep it safely in my bag.
The person says"Why were ya wearing different pairs anyways???"
i wanted to say "Who cares its black anyways"!
....pink socks ,green socks, acrylic socks,olefin socks or mohair whatever i have been conscious about wearing socks just the right way .. it was even more important then how my hair is set.
when i was in Hostel we had to wear those knee length socks and it was mandatory we wore it to the knee. whyyyyyyy? I was always defying the law and I was the most beaten up child as a matter of fact for that sake .... I have also been beaten up for being stubborn as I would crush down or fold down my socks to my ankle(as opposed to) as I had the notion that I looked super smart in that way and more over I was an athlete, soh I had to have that Attitude eh?!
I grew up .. I still had the fetish for nice looking socks and thank god sporty ankle
lenght socks had been invented. I mostly bought my socks from Bhutan but now I do find good socks in one particular shop in linking road... and oh the Malls also seems like having interest in selling my kinda sock.(Good for them I have started giving them importance)
okie I just realized I have still not reached what I actually want to say!.....
On 20th April I wore mah favourite black socks kinda matching with my converse.. after work I went on a drive as a pillion driver on a Suzuki bike hanging around the town area.
After a long time I was around Marine drive . I was quite, soh was "He" , it was'nt too speedy , it was early morn , the view was like a gazebo,the wind hitting my face, strangly I was just quite devoid of any kind of a thought or feeling.. before I realize anything I was beeing dragged on the ground ... oh yeah it was an early morning traffic free road freak accident.. I had a Hip Dislocation! What happens next its all evident... I am on stretchers certainly not concealing my pain. While "He" was busy doing the hospital formalities someone was busy trying to open my shoes.I shout "no dont open my shoes"with a doubt.
I ask for my socks( as if thats the last fortune I own in the mid of a physical crisis!) and tell the person (who ever it was i dont remember) to keep it safely in my bag.
The person says"Why were ya wearing different pairs anyways???"
i wanted to say "Who cares its black anyways"!
posted by Lopa Mudra Mitra at 11:04 AM
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