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Saturday, July 12, 2008

Queer Beginnings.

sometimes, beautiful friendships evolve from very queer beginnings. here's one.

one day, a tourist was walking around a park. being a tourist, she was obviously amused by everything she saw. equipped with a camera in hand, she decided to take a picture with a statue she saw on the pathway.

she was a little afraid that she would break the fragile statue, so she decided to only place one finger on the statue..




after taking the photo however, she accidentally banged the statue and realised that it did not fall. concluding that it was rather strong, she decided to lean against the statue and hopefully get a better picture to keep in her scrap book.

however, after the picture was taken, she realised a strange difference between the first and second pictures.. the statue moved!



being very freaked out, the tourist decided to head to the nearest toilet, to wash her face and convince herself that she was indeed, dreaming. however, when she opened the toilet door, what she saw led her to be even more terrified. she wished, she had never gone to the toilet.




however, she really needed to use the toilet as all the fear had caused her to come close to peeing in her pants. as she walked along the cubicles, the hooded figure moved towards her.. she tried to run and hide, but she couldnt..




with the hooded figure standing at an arms length away, the tourist realised, it had an uncanny resemblence to the statue. she decided to take a picture for photographic evidence.

after much analysis, she realised that it was the same person! & so, she plucked up courage and talked to this statue/hooded figure. only to find, it was a girl, who just couldn't dress properly, or stand properly.

she decided to be nice and teach basic skills to this, well, person. after much work, she finally reaped the rewards, when one day, this statue cum hooded figure turned up dressed well and standing properly.

she was so happy and overjoyed. both the tourist and the other person, decided to take a picture, as the laughed about the events leading up to their beautiful friendship.





and now after months, they remain the best of friends, and even colour code their outfits every now and then just for the thrill of it.

beautiful friendship, not so beautiful beginning.

bye!



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