I got my first real six-string
Bought it at the five-and-dime
Played it till my fingers bled
It was the summer of '69
Its 5:30AM in the morning and my phone is shouting at its loundest to wake me up.
I search my phone with my half eye open to switch off the alarm.
Its time to take a very important decision of my life.. actually everyday
either to go to sleep again or go for jogging.
Most of time jogging wins and i get up of my bed thinking why i am so fat(not that fat actually)
why not i am thin. Fighting with this thought i get ready for jogging.
The park is around 150M away from my home and this 150M is too hard to cover...
more than running itself. When i leave my home i feel completely fit and when i reach at park's gate i can feel the pain in most of my body parts.
I can see lot of people inside of every age group and of both genders doing various activities like gossiping, strolling, yoga(i think), playing etc.
Now i am inside park and i start running.
The first part of track i cover easily or very comfortably making my way through the group of people walkin side by side covering whole width of the track.
If this group is not of girls then i put my hand on one of shoulder and push him aside, i dont even care to say excuse me.. for two reasons... firstly i dont want to lose my breathing pattern secondly i dont want to say excuse me 50 times!!!!
If this group is of girls then i just reach as close as possible to them and wait that anyone might notice and give my side(trust me.. this thing never happened) then i just get off the track pass them and again get on track and continue.
While running i can feel the slightest inclination of the track and wonder why i never felt while i walk on the same track.
Now i covered half of track and now i m sweating and trying hard to finish the track.
I see lot of people some are feather weight.. by seeing them i think why are not they sleeping at home, some are like .. i think why .. why .. why.. and then wonder how.. how they manage such fat in their body.
Some ladies and girls come so well prepared (prepared in the sense well dressed) that they are going for kitty party or date.
Now i am at final stage of my track trying my level best to finish it and then comes a bench.. two girls sitting there, every morning i see both of them sitting and gossiping(and think girls can gossip any time of the day)
Finally i reach the same point from where i started, totally tired and sweating hard,
and wonder i saw more than 200 people and not even a single pretty girl, may be tomorrow i will get to see one.
(ON THIS DATE TOO I THINK THE SAME THAT I MIGHT SEE SOME PRETTY GIRL TOMORROW :) )
Its now time to go home and sweat a little more.
5:30 AM
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