Felix was on the stage with a huge smile pasted on his face. He blinked several times and laughed at the miracle. He couldn’t believe his eyes. His dream has come true. He was on the stage! On the stage!!
‘It’s Showtime, Felix dear’ a beautiful lady dressed in purple smiled his way.
Wow, Felix looked at her astounded, she just called him dear. He stared at her and she stared back at him.
‘Felix!’ a shout broke away their stare and they both glanced towards the source of the voice.
It was a pretty woman all shimmering pink and silver and seemed very angry.
‘Felix, what are you doing with her?’ she demanded.
‘Uh....’ Felix was confused.
‘Hey, I am his agent and his friend, I have every right to be here with him on his Big day,’ the purple lady took one of his arm and glared at the pink lady.
The pink lady growled and took his other arm. ‘Whatever. He was my friend first’
Whoa! Felix couldn’t believe his luck. Two beautiful ladies were fighting over him.
BuzzzzzzZzzzz.
buzzzzzzzz
Buzzzzz…
Huh? What’s this sound; Felix looked about him and was shocked to see the two ladies were emitting such a horrible sound. Just like mosquitoes. Suddenly a sharp pain pierced through his neck. The purple lady just bit him. Oh boy, she got such beautiful fangs…
Felix shooed away the mosquitoes around him and turned to sleep on his shoulder.
Just five minutes more.. five minutes.. five minutes… he told himself as he scratched his neck. He was having a nice little dream.
The sun had arisen a long time ago. Men kissed their wives and were working hard to earn bread. Mothers dropped their children at schools and were off to their daily chores. Children were busy scribbling down whatever their teachers were writing on the blackboard. A boy winked at a girl he fancied and she blushed a color of cherry.
But Felix was dreaming. Mosquitoes had turned into butterflies and he was singing a song in his pure crystal voice, all around him people were cheering for him, going crazy. He only had to smile at a girl and she would faint with happiness. Women were dying for his autographs and guys admired him. He was The Man in there!
Tringgggg… TrIiinnnng… TriiiinnnnnGgG…
Felix groaned. Yawning he looked at the watch. It read 9:30 AM. His interview was at 10:30. Loads of time to get ready, he said to himself. He forced himself out of the bed and took a long shower. He tried to sing the song he sang in the dream and sounded terrible but he didn’t know. He smiled, satisfied.
9:50 AM
Felix went through his cupboard. He was very tight fisted with money, he never buy clothes until he had just one set of clothes remaining, when it would get threadbare.
The green sweatshirt won’t look good…
His black t-shirt made him look very attractive but was kind of rough.
The red and white checkered shirt was the only shirt left, now. It would go with his black trousers.
He wished he had the suit he was wearing in his dream. He looked wistful for a moment. When the moment was gone, he was whistling happily.
10:00 AM
Felix thought he looked good as he checked his image in the mirror. The mirror had several cracks; if you close closely the cracks gave the mirror a shape of a sparrow. Felix knew that, and he was proud to own such a mirror.
Felix wasn’t a bad looking guy. He was cute in a way pandas are cute. His slanted eyes were a color of a murky swamp, his jet black hairs were unruly and wavy, they never settle down giving him almost an untidy look and his dark lips, almost purple, were thin.
Felix gazed at the mirror while he ran the brush through his hair, praying all the time… “No, please God! Don’t force me to put hair gel on my cursed hair. No, I can’t take it. I had rather die. Hair Gel… Argh... I hate it!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!”
As if God listened to him, his hair started to look peaceful on his head. A huge smile crinkled his eyes and the pearly teeth shone. He did a little dance and winked at the mirror... Alas, his hairs were unsettled once more. Sheer rage took over him and he threw the brush forcefully on the mirror, screaming at the top of his lungs. The mirror, frightened, shattered on the floor in million of tiny pieces….
For a minute Felix wasn’t sure what had happened. His sparrow, the mirror sparrow... he killed it or it had just flew away? He was confused. He was full of regret, why did he have to lose his temper over such a small thing? He sobbed as he close his finger around the piece of mirror, and then he started to bleed. However, when he saw his tearful eye winking at him through the broken piece mirror, he cheered up. He was beautiful.
10:10 AM
It was the dream come true. The purple lady was sitting beside him. Felix felt like he was in seventh heaven. His interview would start in five minutes but he had long forgotten about it, his eyes, his ears, his heart, his mind were just for this Dream Lady. He gazed at her with adoration, not noticing how she was feeling about it. Uneasy, uncomfortable and angry. How rude he was!
The Purple “dream” Lady cringed as he sighed deeply. Felix misunderstood that she was just being shy. In his mind, Felix was already married with her and even had a few babies.
‘Mr. Felix Man??’ a cold voice broke into his mind. He opened his eyes and blinked. An old woman was looking at him reprovingly. What an ugly woman, Felix smirked.
‘Mr. Man, Ms. Buzzy would like to see you now,’ she told him sternly.
‘Oh, okay,’ he made no attempt to get up. How can he leave his Purple Lady. He hated being torn between the choices of life. Money or woman?
“Mr. MAN!!!,’ the old woman yelled and stamped her foot loudly. She scared Felix; he got up and threw a glance over his purple lady. She sighed with relief. He was going at last.
Felix’s heart made a funny thumping noise and butterflies seemed to be awake in his stomach. Oh Man! She was going to miss him badly. But my dear lady, I’ll be back to get you.
He entered the Room.
Interview
The Room had a mirror… a Sparrow Mirror just like he had. Felix wanted it. Wanted it badly.
Ms. Buzzy had a stern ‘no nuisance’ face and she was munching on a carrot. She smiled which showed her crooked teeth when Felix entered the Room. He was the most handsome person she had ever seen. It was Love at first sight…
‘Mr. Man,’ she wanted to dance with happiness. Such a beautiful name. Man..
Felix didn’t like her. Why is she whispering at him, why those wistful gazes and sighs? Very suspicious. Argh... He hated her. After hair gel, she was second on the list. No, he didn’t want this job. But the mirror, how could he leave it? There has to be a way.
‘Good morning, Ms. Buzzy,’ he shook her hand and settled down on the chair. Her name made him think of mosquitoes that always ruined his lovely dreams. He hated her even more.
‘Can I get you something?’ she almost added ‘dear’ but caught her tongue in time.
‘Yes?’ said Felix ‘This mirror’ he pointed at the wall.
‘You wanted that broken Mirror?’ she raised an eyebrow.
‘Yes’ God! He disliked her more. He never wanted to see her again.
‘Sure,’ she smiled sweetly; she would do anything for him. For this Man, anything! ‘Go on. Take it, its all yours,’
Felix didn’t know how to react. What a generous woman! Giving away the sparrow mirror to an unknown person. Her generous act melted his heart and he couldn’t fathom why he hated her.
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Ms. Buzzy fired the old woman and appointed Felix as her new secretary.
Felix didn’t see the purple lady again for six months. When he did he was greeted by a huge slap on his face and was called a creep. He was broken hearted. Just for a week.
The End...
The New Start
On Christmas Eve Felix and Ms. Buzzy were having a quiet dinner in a restaurant. Felix was happy and he liked Ms. Buzzy very much now. They were best of friends.
Ms. Buzzy was going to propose him after dinner, if he said no, she’ll survive. At least she hoped so.
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Felix said yes. He loved the little sparrow ring!
On their wedding Felix wore a murky green tuxedo. Ms. Buzzy wore a pink and silver shimmering dress. She looked pretty enough (only if she kept her mouth shut, her teeth weren’t a pretty sight). She felt she was the luckiest person; at last she was
LoL :P
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lol this is a cute story :D :D!! ^^
i dont know y but frm da purple lady i remembered the *pink unkle* hahah :D
i wish i could write a happy story too :P i have thought of sumting but but but .. it has a sad ending =| .. uhh well, dats wot i do :P
happi blogging!! its good to read ur stories :D they really do make me 'lol' in a good way =)
waiting for more .. lalalalaaaa =]
lol this is a cute story :D :D!! ^^
i dont know y but frm da purple lady i remembered the *pink unkle* hahah :D
i wish i could write a happy story too :P i have thought of sumting but but but .. it has a sad ending =| .. uhh well, dats wot i do :P
happi blogging!! its good to read ur stories :D they really do make me 'lol' in a good way =)
waiting for more .. lalalalaaaa =]
ok, first of all, the cutest parts :
The sun had arisen a long time ago. Men kissed their wives and were working hard to earn bread. Mothers dropped their children at schools and were off to their daily chores. Children were busy scribbling down whatever their teachers were writing on the blackboard. A boy winked at a girl he fancied and she blushed a color of cherry.
As if God listened to him, his hair started to look peaceful on his head. A huge smile crinkled his eyes and the pearly teeth shone. He did a little dance and winked at the mirror... Alas, his hairs were unsettled once more. Sheer rage took over him and he threw the brush forcefully on the mirror, screaming at the top of his lungs. The mirror, frightened, shattered on the floor in million of tiny pieces….
He sobbed as he close his finger around the piece of mirror, and then he started to bleed. However, when he saw his tearful eye winking at him through the broken piece mirror, he cheered up. He was beautiful.
Oh Man! She was going to miss him badly. But my dear lady, I’ll be back to get you.
Such a beautiful name. Man.. Man. So manly.
He hated her. After hair gel, she was second on the list. No, he didn’t want this job. But the mirror, how could he leave it? There has to be a way.
Her generous act melted his heart and he couldn’t fathom why he hated her.
Felix didn’t see the purple lady again for six months. When he did he was greeted by a huge slap on his face and was called a creep. He was broken hearted. Just for a week.
At last she was Mrs. Man. It was a dream come true.
ok i loved this story
its cute and funny and silly and gay and hot and sexy and sunshiney and murderous!
its like The Killing Joke =p
i wrote a story once with a Mr.man in it. woh wala Man bhi was a namoona =P ill post it online someday =)
oh oh and i loved the sparrow mirror and wow Felix sounded like a trans when he spotted his tearful eye and got happy agn "Oh, I am so beautiful"
=) awesome story, loved it, aur bhi aesi likho ^^ buzz buzz!
its SUPER sillyyyy =D
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