Thursday, January 24, 2008

Tell me why...

Why do fruit vendors rip you off when you're buying stuff for the sake of some change?
Why don't people have time for one movie when they have time for 7?
Why do alternator wires snap on Sundays?
Why do birds poop on your hair just after you've washed and conditioned it?(That too on a completely treeless packed-to-the-brim overcrowded road)
Why don't babies warn you before they spray you?

Because....
Because there are fruit vendors who help you when you fall off your bike in the most inelegant manner.
Because people steal time just to meet you in spite of ridiculously jam packed schedules on trips home from the other side of the world.
Because there's someone who'll travel half way across town to help you fix it and then all the way across town to get you home comfortably. And there's someone who'll Google for the numbers that were lying in your glove compartment all the while.
Because bird poop is supposed to be good luck.
Because then they give you that toothless smile that's worth being sprayed a hundred times.

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