Mar 23 2009
My Wildest Fantasy- Strangled With My Love On Deserted, Romantic Island
I was just wondering the other night. As they show in movies, a lovely girl, a gentleman guy, both are flying via the same plane. And then , there’s this destiny’s call. The plane suffers some out of the blue attack, and then the safety belts don’t help, the parachutes fail, and everyone goes blank. Minutes later, we see, the lovely guy, and the beautiful girl strangled in a completely deserted island.
I want to take that story forward from here, the way I fantasized it.I am lying somewhere. Don’t know where. And all of a sudden, I wake up. My head is heavy, very heavy. And then when I wake up, still lying on the Earth, I turn my head the other side, and I see a guy, a familiar one actually.
Ouuh damn! Its Vikram. What is he doing here?
Some introduction: Vikram is the guy in my life, whom I got a crush the very first time I met, but the worst, he proposed me the very first time too. And for some stupid, illogical society norms, I flatly said ‘No’ to him, and added, “How can you propose someone the very day you see her?” And thereafter, we’ve hardly, RARELY talked. But I confess, day and night I have waited for him to call me up, and ask out just once more !
Continuing my fantasy : I see Vikram here, next to me.
Me (Jerking Viks) : Hey, what are you doing here? Its my dream. Am I dreaming about you, or have you made an uninvited entry in my lovely dreams?
Viks (Wakes up by surprise. He’s all lost, hair all ruffled, and looks so drunk!) : Ehhh???
Me: Vikram. What are you doing here? Wait a minute, is it really a dream?
Viks: Purple, you are mad. Its not a dream. There was a plane crash.
Me: Plane crash ! ( Recollecting from my loose memory) Ouuh Yeah, a plane crash. But still, what are you doing here?
Viks: Purple, Honey!! I was travelling in the same plane ! (Smiles, nods and taunts !!)
Me: Ouuh ! Ah! (I pause for a moment) So where are we?I look around. A beautiful island, surrounded with lots of peculiar shinning , clean rocks, lovely huge trees, and the green , pleasant water, with sand as white as snow reveals to my eyes.
Me: …… AHHHh! Its so beautiful. Is it heaven?
Viks: Be sensible. We are strangled in an island. Damn!
Me: Ouuh ! Yeah! What do we do now?
Viks: How do I know. Check your cellphone. (He too checks his.) No signal in mine ! Crap !
Me: Eehhh! Yippee! We are saved, mine has network. Thank God ! (Me start dialing a number, it gets disconnected. I am unable to get through the number. I dial another number. Can’t get through it too. My face starts shrinking.)
Viks: What happened? What’s taking you so long to make a call?
Me: I can’t get through any number. Now what will happen?
Viks: What will happen? You will have to spend your entire life with me now. ( Smiles , and looks deep in my eyes. I feel something. Something that I can’t describe in words. It feels good, and at the same time sinking !)
Me: Shut up ( Though feeling good in heart ! Hehe !) We must get out of here. Huh! Lets look around if someone else too is here with us.We both start looking. We don’t find anybody. We both look at eachother.
Viks: See, there’s no one. Just you and me. All Cupid’s plan. Now you can’t ignore me ever. (He smiles.)
Me: Vikram Shut up, and talk sensible. ( I shout at him, though feeling good of being alone with him on a dream-island.) We will obviously get out of here. Okay listen, go and fetch some woods, its getting darker?
Viks: What? What do you think? I am some Tarzan-Man or some hero from the movies? How do you think I will be able to chop woods with bare hands? [He states calm and sarcastically]
Me, aghast and stunned.
Me: mm…. I don’t know. I thought you are a guy, and guys know this.
He: Purple? What? Are we guys taught in some different school than your’s? Huh!
Me: Okay! I don’t know. Let’s go together. We ought to find something.
We both go and try to hunt for some broken woods, some old and fallen leaves, but the problem is, few are okay, more of them are creating problem, cause neither of us is able to hold them.
He: Let’s first take this handful only. Okay. Its no point gathering more and dropping them on the way. We are not able to hold them in our hands. Hmm.Me: Alright. But I thought, you would take off your shirt.He: Purple? Are you crazy. If I take off my shirt, I’ll die. You have no idea what sort of wild insects can bite me.
Me: ( All zonked , and left with my lower jaw flat down) ….Okay. That’s what they show in the movies, so I kind of said so.
He: Purple sweetheart. This is not a camera rolling here. It’s a matter of life and death honey. Okay?
Me: Huh! Okay, Okay !
Then we both find some place to spend the night. I just ask him to first fetch the stones to light the woods and leaves.
He: How in the world do you think will I know that which stones are ignitable, and which not?
Me: [Angered] God, will you wake me up from this dream, please. [looking at Vikram angrily] Then what do you know?
He: I just know to love you , baby . [He laughed it off. Which all the more makes me angry. He’s so stupid. According to the movies, he should have by now taken off his shirt, hung it up on some pole , in case any relief-helicopter comes finding us. Then he should have collected the woods all by himself, and not made my toes ache. Should have lighted them, and I should have cried for fear of never being able to move out. For fear of the strange jungle noises. And he should have come closer to me, pacified me…. and perhaps also smooched me. But this was going all stupid, hence I stopped fantasizing, when I finally realized, he doesn’t know how to start the fire, pun intended!!]








Did you mean “strangled” or “stranded”? “Strangled” doesn’t fit very well in your story of love.
Marilynne
lol hey this is great but it ended abruptly. I was hoping you would become lady tarzan and save urself and vikram . women on top
punn intended.
nice yaar ,…. i thoroughly enjoyed it ..
I love this style. The ending is all it begins for, all that is awaited.
Chic Pun eh!!!
Nice construction on……errr……the eventualities. pieces falling into place just when they should, along with some nibbles of careless editing as well…….. never mind though. you’ve gotta overlook something.
and somehow, you have communicated the feeling of “phlegmatic romance” that a guy would have, when the babe’s got no other choice, FANTASTICALLY.
I’ll say this.
No man is an island……. men will be men, islands will be islands…… (Pun explicit)
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