2 minutes!!!

 

I’m a typical girl, who always need that extra 2 mins (which to be precise can range somewhere between 10-20 mins) to get ready. Even after all in the house are dressed /shouting my name from outside the house and sometimes even from car for that matter.  So, just yesterday I was sleeping on my bed, gazing at the ceiling fan – thinking – I should write a poem about the infamous 2 mins… :) And so it goes….

Are you ready honey?

He shouts from the hall,

Clanking keys with one hand,

Crossed leg, leaning onto the wall

Just 2 minutes baby,

She remorsefully replies.

I’m putting on the makeup

Lips are done, just the eyes.

Oh come-on babe

We are already late,

They’d called us at 7

And it’s already half past eight.

Relax baby

So what if we are late,

We can make a late entry

Be a show stealer, it would be great.

Oh shut up phuleeze,

I’m leaving in two

My friends are out there

And they’ve started to booze

Okhayy OK!

I’m almost done now

Hey, hang on a sec,

Is my makeup too loud?

30 mins passed,

He throws away the keys.

She’s still at the dresser,

Screaming 2 mins please..!!!