An ode to the chalk!

What? u might ask...why would i dedicate my precious greycells (in my case they r priceless if u go by my last post) on something as insignificant as a chalk!! But that is what makes me different from u pathetic fools (laughing out loud MOCKINGLY)...i see the importance in the little little things in life...actually that kinda makes me a bit of a loser( mocking laughter stops). For me chalk represents a lot of fun in life...it's small..white(not my favourite colour) which signifies peace or inosense and very very light. I have thrown a lot of chalks at other people, at fans, and the odd pigeon and i thoroughly enjoy it. When i do throw chalks it can represent many emotions that are going through my mind...like i throw at people when i want their attention (big attention craver i am...must admit) or just because i am in a look-at-my-accuracy kinda mood or maybe out of shear disgust with what is happening around me and i want people share that disgust(although that disgust is towards me...dunno why though...earthlings!!). Sometimes i throw at people who i feel are a bit low to brighten them up..but this action is usually followed quickly by a few expletives.

There was this one time when i was throwing chalks at different people in class and when i ran out of interesting targets i went for who i can only describe as the 'Holy Grail' of chalk-throwing targets...Lekha miss( president and chairperson of ther Sucky Physics Teachers Union or the SPTU). To be fair what i was trying to achieve was to impress the girls of the class of my dare-devil nature by throwing it over her head. She was busy answering a doubt of a kid(wait a minute.. Lekha answering doubts..there is something wrong here...chal let us just put it down as an abberation). I really can't explain what followed...maybe it was just my hand being tired of all the throwing or my depth perception being grossly inaccurate but the worst thing that could happen..happened..the chalk fell on her shoulder!! She looked up...i was too stunned to look anywhere else but at her (my friends at this point were all ready to point their fingers at me..some friends u would say) . She touched her shoulder (i think it is that response-to stimuli thing) and then glared at us....and then... looked down to continue clearing the kids doubt...phew! Now i know what it means to have ur heart in ur mouth. As it turned out..my act did infact impress the girls..although they said it was a bit stupid...i'll take that.

P.S: my habit of throwing chalks is still as strong as before...only now i don't think girls get impressed by those acts anymore...pity.