“You really have never had a Pizza?!!
Ever? What a waste!” I exclaimed taking a mouthful of my slice.
Srikanth retorted, “Dude, It’s all new here,
all this junk food you swear by.
A T.V set was the
most modern ‘gadget’ I had seen since my high school. Don’t even get me started
about pizzas.”
Losing him after few initial words, I
kept myself totally immersed in my slice.
It wasn’t that the Italians had come
down to serve it on my plate, just that those were the days that I could immerse
myself in anything, from a fly sitting near me, rubbing its hands, to a damped
wall flaking, and cut the outer world completely off.
“Guys, let’s gather around and make a
memory!” exclaimed the ever so excited Dipin, breaking off my focus.
“Alright, now we’re off straight to
Dipin’s room! My head’s bursting and I need a smoke.” I said in an irritated
tone, and all meekly surrendered to the command of the guy who was driving them
around, as we were well ahead of the city limits.
It wasn’t that the Italians had come
down to serve it on my plate, just that those were the days that I could immerse
myself in anything, from a fly sitting near me, rubbing its hands, to a damped
wall flaking, and cut the outer world completely off.
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