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Sunday 15 July, 2007

Choco-Thick Shake

On a crowded Sunday afternoon, Manoj fought his way through the mass. He reached the machines before the sweat from his eyebrow trickled down his cheek. He smiled wryly. He wished it would rain so that the mercury dropped down, but immediately shrugged off the thought. The last thing he wanted was more people trying to squeeze in for shelter. "Why do we humans get wet?" he muttered. Reaching for a glass mug, he started the tap water. Hot! Water, nonetheless. As he washed it, he pictured himself shrinking to the size of the mug and enjoying the waterfall from the tap.

The crowd's noise brought him back to his sweaty self. He pulled one of the machines' lever and a stream of chocolate syrup dropped into the mug. He wiped the sweat off his lips. Next he turned on the adjacent machine. Chilled sweetened milk spurted down into the mug. He could feel sweat droplets flow down the back of his ear. Then he placed the mug into a blending probe and turned it on. He could not hear anything for the next few seconds. It was his favourite part. After a count of 5, he turned it off and pressed the CHOCOLATE button on the adjacent machine. Soft and cold chocolate ice cream oozed out of the hose below as he held the mug loosely. This was the slowest machine. He hated it. As the chocolate filled the mug,he twisted it to create a swirling serve,tapering at the top. "Art!" he thought. He ruffled through the rack and caught hold of a plastic chocolate sauce bottle. After shaking it a few times, he squeezed it while swirling its mouth over the chocolate dump. He tossed the bottle into the rack and sprinkled some choco-chips and vermicelli onto the dessert. He reached out for a large spoon and stabbed into the shake. Placing the shake on the desk in front of him, he yelled,"Choco-thick shake...ready!"

A teenager pounced onto the counter with a huge smile on his face. He had waited long enough for this moment. Just as he saw the shake, he retorted,"Hey,where's the choco-wafer that goes with it?" Manoj reached out for a box full of such wafers, all the while staring down at the restless teenager. Taking out a wafer, he stuck it in the blob and watched in disgust as the boy got high on chocolate. "I wish you choke your arteries on it!" snarled Manoj. The boy was too busy enjoying his shake to listen.

8 comments:

  1. Good attempt!

    Btw, what was the point of the story?

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  2. hehehe...
    not all stories need to have a point.
    i was just trying to peek into the head of a man who makes hundreds of shakes daily...
    we wud kill for a cup of chocolate ice cream...
    but it may be worth shit for the guy who makes tons of those daily..
    so it's an attempt to sneak peek into his mindset.

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  3. *DROOL*

    Who would we have to kill to get one of those machines?

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  4. not manoj....in all probabilities i guess :)

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  5. ah, i want it now!!! n made my manoj!!!

    i want choco shake *repeats 3 tyms*
    btw, y did he watch in "disgust"???

    n y did he comment ???

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  6. @manisha: u can get a heavenly shake in tiptop near thane station.

    and i was just trying to peek into the head of a man who makes hundreds of shakes daily...
    we wud kill for a cup of chocolate ice cream...
    but it may be worth shit for the guy who makes tons of those daily..
    so it's an attempt to sneak peek into his mindset.
    thts y he commented and watched in disgust probably.

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  7. *imagine 'animal planet' voice*

    In constant search for new stories to munch on the mind prowler has reached the perfect place. the mind of the frustrated kind. now we witness the final moments as the predator moves in for the kill.

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  8. hehe...i dont watch animal planet, but i can sense the intensity in the narrator's voice :D

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