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Thursday 28 August, 2008
By  Arindam   11:43 | 29/May/2008 |  5 Comment(s)
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Miss Adventure

RRRIIIIPPPPP………My trouser had ripped!!! Oh dear God!!! I was trying to catch the train from the CST Station and in my hurry when I was running, it tore apart!!! I knew the trouser was a little tight when I wore it but I never knew it would tear apart like this. And I was in the crowded station. Why God Why??? Why me?? The place where it tore apart was in those private embarrassing places. What do I do??? I froze. I stood at my place unable to move. I was scared somebody would notice my torn pants. Besides I also didn’t know to how much extent it has torn. I tried to determine by looking down carefully. Shit!! It’s big. People would notice even if they didn’t want to. What do I do?? I had started sweating. This is not a good sign. My home is almost an hour away. And journey home consists of traveling in a train and then a rickshaw. I couldn’t make this long journey. It was 8 pm already. I was going to be late. I had to do something!! Okay…Relax…I started walking very carefully so as not to show the torn area to anyone. But it was so hopelessly torn that it was visible anyhow. I had an idea. I took the shirt which was in and I let loose the shirt. The shirt hanging down would protect me from this embarrassing situation. But the shirt was not that long. So it covered the place to a little extent. I was still in deep water. Okay…now what?? Think…boy think!!! Ok….I have a credit card in my wallet….maybe if I buy a new trouser and then wear it home. Alright!! That’s a great Idea. I am a genius!!! So where do I find a trouser shop? And I needed to walk to that shop anyhow. I got to do it. I have no other way out. I somehow managed to walk out of the station and found a trouser shop to my relief. I walked slowly. Believe me it was an ordeal. Time went by slowly. And with each and every step I thought I was being exposed. Some people threw curious glances towards me. I just ignored walked in the weird way which I was walking. I hoped that nobody would notice my pants. I reached the trouser shop, quickly selected a trouser and changed. Whew!!! What a relief!!!

Believe me I was never this relieved in my whole life!!! My ordeal had ended. The next time I am going to keep an extra pair of Pants just in case!!!

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