You can overhear someone once but surely not over and over again. It happens at WordPress only that you keep on overhearing the conversation you wish you hadn’t. I don’t want to write again about the same. I hear no evil for now.
Talking in Your Sleep
Have you ever eavesdropped on a conversation you werenâ€™t supposed to? Tell us about a time when it was impossible not to overhear a conversation between people who didnâ€™t know you were there. What was the conversation about? How did it make you feel?
You know what?…….
Â Can you beat it?……
Ah, now I know ! My sixth sense always work you see…..
Â Listen, please don’t disclose it what I shared with you……
That snobbish bitch and I trusted her so much……
Over the years I over heard above statements while people sharing the secrets in between expressing their grief, hatred, surprise, jealousy seldom happiness while traveling through public transport, sharing staff rooms or waiting for my turn at doctor’s cabin or at relatives reunions.
We both as a couple go to parties quiet often. Sometimes due to official commitments and many a times due to our personal engagements but in any case we like to meet people in social gatherings. Parties generally start in the evenings and continue till late in the night. The ambience is formal where one has to behave in a certain decorum, conversing politely, talking on general issues preferably, avoiding personal talks which is taken as a good etiquette in our get-togethers.
That week was full of social commitments with so many visits happening in the station and we were literally running from pillar to post to show our presence in all the events. Ladies were looking bored with little stamina left to stand and receive the guests, we all hoped like hell for the guests to sit and chat rather than stand and interact with all in small groups. Basically we all wanted to drop into sofas to relax for some time. One of the lady said morosely ” I guess she (the lady guest)Â will be in no mood to interact much and would like to sit.” Â “Yeah even I think so. She must be tired after today’s sight seeing.” another one joined in.
Man proposes God disposes. It never happened. Eventually we kept on standing and smiling on jokes shared, sharing opinions on current topic discussed. Totally disconnected with the formal talks few ladies started excusing themselves for wash room. The room was big enough to accommodate couches and a sofa. I noticed that four of the ladies who went had not come back yet. I proceeded there and found these ladies speaking their hearts out. Though I restricted myself to overhear what they were talking but their giggles made me a tempted soul this time.
I over heard these ladies who were cursing their husbands for not giving sufficient time to their wives and kids. One was cribbing about not going on outings for weeks while another asked about the availability of her husband for evening walks. This one was really desperate to know when she enquired, “Are you folks doing it now a days? He comes back so tired by the time we hit bed, he is already snoring.” Oh! it was getting hot man, on the verge of getting personal so I decided to go back to join the intellectual group in the hall. Smiling in the head I stood gracefully to give my views on the topic discussed though still thinking about that dialogue which brought smiles on my face once again.Â
What do you think they didn’t get time that night too? Well, party was over well in time leaving people with enough time to catch on things they had missed that week.