October 02, 2008

Satisfaction Guaranteed

'Done', said the voice.

'That's it'? he asked quizzically. He had been there inside the room barely for ten minutes and now it's over. That's not what he had heard. He had been eagerly looking forward to the experience. He had dreamt about it. He had fantasised about it. Even rehearsed the whole event in his head a million times over before he could get himself to come there. And now like an overblown bubble, like a monkey on heat, it was over.

He felt like he had been cheated. He felt completely let down. Tears slowly formed. His eyes became moist. His lips began to quiver. His hands trembled as he reached for his jeans. The people who entered the room moved back. No one knew how to react. The man standing closest to him ducked for cover behind the red couch that was placed strategically for the comfort of the customers. The others quickly followed his actions. His knees felt weak. His stomach was getting queasy.

'This can't be it. This really can't be....'

He screamed. With his face buried between his palms. His whole body was shivering. He felt a hand tap him on the shoulder.

'That would be 500 rupees', the voice said.

He lifted his head up. There, he saw her standing in front of him. Her hair looked neatly in place. Better than his. He was sweating. She was surely not amused with his melodrama.

'Pay up and beat it mister. I have more clients waiting', she said.

He reached for his wallet with great difficulty. He took the money and offered it to her. She pointed towards the cash counter where her assistant was waiting with a stare. The assistant had bright red lipstick on. She had very big bust and it seemed like they were heaving with all the anger. She looked more like a man. She snatched the money from him and showed him the door. He could barely walk. He literally crawled out through the door. The door closed behind him.

He inched his way a bit more. Flashes of the french movie he saw a few days back came flooding. His temples where throbbing. With all the courage he could muster, he turned back. There it said, the sign on top of the door....

"Amazing Matilda- The salon experience you will never forget".

13 comments:

Ships said...

hahaha! good one... :)

Akshaya Kamalnath said...

Written like amovie scene - I could See.

Anonymous said...

:D. Enjoyed reading this one.

arvindiyer said...

TO Ships..
Thank you:) And welcome to the blog.

To Akshaya...
"I see life as scenes, I see people as actors, I hear voices as well-rehearsed lines..."

To Anonymous..
Am glad you did:)

Pixilicious said...

i let out a guttural groan after i reached the end! damn you :)

arvindiyer said...

To Pixilicious...
Am I glad? Or am I glad?:) The result is something that was expected. But from you? Well perverted minds in full action mode I see.

Pixilicious said...

that comment of mine totally doesn't seem appropriate!
*blush*

A Peripatetic Mind said...

Why did i see that coming?:)
I enjoyed it all the same.

arvindiyer said...

To Pixilicious..

hahahahahah:) Good that u realised that.

arvindiyer said...

To Peripatetic Mind..

You saw it coming did you?:) Nice to know you liked it.

Zeph Keyes said...

"And now like an overblown bubble, like a monkey on heat, it was over" Like a piece of biscuit that plopped back into the coffee mug? Over before it began...

and yea, i figured it was gonna be an O'henryesque maneuver with the Russian(?) massage technique :D

i likey.. but then.. i almost always likey.. i has no taste ^_^

arvindiyer said...

To Zeph Keyes..

You have no taste? Oh come on. I thought you were one of the few ppl with some taste, that's why you are here in my blog:)

Zeph Keyes said...

my point exactly :D