Friday, 27 May 2016
Not a love story: Phone a Friend
Note: Is this your first post of the series? Wait. Start reading from here: Not a love story: How they met?
With the passing
weeks, the bond between Sahil and Eshita became weaker
because they hardly talked. Most of the time when he pinged her, she was either
out for shopping or was busy somewhere else. And this thing, after a certain
time, started frustrating him, as he was the ONLY one who, evidently, took
measures to stay in touch.
The situation grew so
bad that he even started to doubt whether the two of them really shared a
special connection ever. Or, whether all of that was just a common affair for
her. Or in other words, she judged the conversations between them within the
boundaries of friendship. Not an inch more, but maybe, a mile lesser. And all
this made him highly distressed.
The signs of unhappiness, dejection and resentment were clearly
visible with the way Sahil started to lose his
calm in minor matters. Due to this, he started to spend more time being alone.
Although, the two of them did talk at certain occasions but it was more
formally tuned. Nothing magical happened that would revive the old Sahil; the one who was
bright and bubbly. It was shocking that a girl could do that to him. That he
would completely loose his mind on her. Undoubtedly, he had his likings towards
her and was seeking for more attention than what he was receiving. All these
things really played a game with his mind. Life was changing for him. Or maybe,
he was changing.
But one final day he decided to
speak to a close friend of his, seeking advice on the same. This was the first
occasion that he has opened up to anybody on his personal life. He always
believed that personal matters once spoken are not in your control. You can’t steer its spread
and exposure. But, he didn’t care any longer about
that thing from happening. Rather, he wished that she (Eshita) could
know what her absence has turned him into.
So, he calls up Rupasi, a-more-than-a-friend-and-less-than-a-girlfriend
kind of friend. They both shared almost everything, except for the relationship
part from Sahil’s end, apparently, which was yet to
make its debut. Rupasi, on the other hand, had a boyfriend for 3 years now and she
has seen many ups and downs in all that time. Thinking of which Sahil thought
her to be the perfect person for contact.
“Hey champ! What’s
the problem, tell me?” said Rupasi assertively.
Almost like she knew that something is wrong the other side.
“What?! I mean, how
do you know?” replied Sahil who was
totally perplexed with the witching skills of his friend.
“See the time. It is
5 and I am in the class. You know this thing and yet made a call. So,
eliminating the odds, something must have really gotten wrong. Simple.
But see the irony, you watch Sherlock Holmes!” she chuckles.
“All hail the queen” responded Sahil with a
grin. It was the first time in days when he genuinely laughed.
“You make me feel good, know this” he added.
“I know, I know. Why
not? I am the only girl who talks to you. And you are not gay from what I know” replied Rupasi while
rolling her eyes and throwing a devilish smile back.
“Oh! Come on. There
are a lot of girls who talk to me…….once in a blue moon” he chuckles.
“Hahaha! Acha tell me the issue. I need to get back to the class”
“Oh! Yeah. Sorry. Long story short, I like a girl who doesn’t give me attention anymore that she used to once. This
thing frustrates me. What to do?!... And if, you need to know the entire story,
then we can have a word when you are free?” asked Sahil in
desperation. He needed a solution to this. Quickly.
“Mmm… hard for me to process anything at the moment. Quick tip:
Call her right away and have a normal conversation. This will seize the
curiosity bug inside you for a few hours. Update me afterwards. Ttyl. Bubye.” She replied almost
with utmost assurance and dominance as if she knew what was best for the
ongoing situation.
“Ok. Sure. Bubye” and he hangs up.
He then immediately calls her up which he had thought to do it
since a few days. But then, ego and hurt did not let him dial the number. Men and ego! You see.
“Hello” replied a manly
voice from the other end.
A lot of background noise from Eshita’s end made it impossible for Sahil to hear
anything.
“Hello, Eshita?!” he confirms.
“Sorry, she is in the
washroom. Mind calling her later” replied the hefty
voiced male.
“Ok. By the way, who
is this?” asked Sahil in a meek
voice.
“This is Anurabh.”
“Ok Anurabh. Tell Eshita that Sahil called. Thanks. Bye” and he hangs up instantly.
Upon disconnecting,
an unsettling chill swept through him. He couldn’t think of anything at all. A gush of thoughts and
questions struck his mind. He was already not well with the happenings and now
having found that Eshita was going out with her ex added kerosene to the fire.
He was in need to
have a word with her and that too as soon as possible.
To be continued….
Sunday, 8 May 2016
An honest Indian Workplace Conversation Between A Guy And His Crush
"This post is a work of
fiction. It has no resemblance with the outside world. In fact, not even a bit
with the writer's life as well. Nah! Not a chance." You
won't think anything like this throughout the post and even after that as well.
And sadly, I can't control your thoughts. Democracy
you see. So, double the enjoyment with your imaginations. Tathastu!
Here is an HONEST (almost) Indian
conversation between a guy and his crush in a random office. Not IT at all. At all. :p
Guy: Hey! Hugs?! No? Ok. *smiles*
Girl: Hi! Fir mil gaya.
*smiles*
Guy: Hungry? Han bol de. Please.
Girl: Yeah. Let's go. Bhookh to lagi he yaar. Subah he,
hopefully zyada chatega nhi. Chal deti hun. *smiles*
Guy: Cool. Let’s leave. Laga hi tha ye naya deo kaam karega. D-Mart
teri jai hoi. *smiles*
Guy: So, lot of work to do?
Yahi question
pooch pooch ke thak gaya hun yaar.
Girl: Han yaar. Bohot zyada.
Pata he..bla bla bla....bla bla bla...!
Guy: Bhai control kar. Yawn mat kariyo. Bakwaas
kar rahi he but sunna to padega. Control. *yawns* *Grins*
Kal raat soya nhi na. Isliye aa rahi he. *hi-hi* Tu bolte reh.
Girl: Nhi yaar. Bus itna hi
tha. Tu suna? Kisse batiya raha tha raat me?! Aaj flirt wagera nhi kar raha mujh se. Pandit
ban gaya kya raato raat?! Roz to bohot Josh me rehta he. Thoda bhao deti hun
tujhe pagal. Dikhati nhi hun bus. Tension na le. Bol bindaas.
Guy: Tu to reply karti nhi he properly.
Movies dekhna padta he. Movie dekh raha tha yaar. Late
soya is karan se. Waise tujhe yaad kiya tha mene. Even dropped a text. Called as
well. But as usual, tune number hi ignore mar diya hoga.
Girl: Oh! When? Let me
check. *she checks* Arey sorry yaar. Just abhi dekha. Waise ghanta phone nhi uthati dekh
bhi leti to. Aur raat me mein kisi ka reply nhi karti bf ka chhod ke, jiske bare me tujhe nhi bataya he.
Guy: Koi nhi. It's ok. Ab to aadat pad gyi he.
Tu suna? Kya huya tere ex bf ka?
Girl: Bataya tha kya tujhe?
Wo na...bla bla bla. Called at night...bla bla bla. Ignored....bla bla bla.
Guy: Oh! To fir scene kya
he tera? Kis
chu ke saath thi tu bhi na. Waise bando ko har dusra banda chu hi lagta he.
Alfa male to khud ko hi mante he sab.
Girl: Kuch nhi. Ab to relationship
wagera nhi kar payungi. Break up has changed me so much. Ab no more
relationships. And dating me karti nhi hun. To zyada sapne mat saja. Waise thoda chance
he tere liye. Chotu sa. So, try to be good to me.
Guy: Haaayee! Dil hi toot
gaya! Lo, chaakoo le lo. Ghusa do. Khel khatam kar do yahi par. But
ese bol ke mat mara karo.
Girl: Hahaha! Hasne ke alawa kar bhi kya sakti hun.
Ladki hun. Attitude maintain karna padta he. Tu bf hota to awww bolke gaal kheech
deti aur side look wali smile. But tere liye hasi hi kaafi he.
Tu kisko dekh raha he?
Guy: Kisi ko bhi nhi! Tujhe. Kasam se. Man to roz karta he
bol dun ki bohot pasand he tu. Gf banja. Rock kar denge. But Rockstar ki tarah,
ye dialogue bhi purana he. Aur sunne ke baad tu muskurahat leke dil me, ignore
karna chalu kar degi mujhe. Kyunki confess karne wale ki feelings to hoti hi
nhi he. Use to bura lagta hi nhi he kuch bhi karo uske saath. Aur in case, tera
bf nikal gaya kahin se to fir to khel khatam. Isliye bolne se darta hun. But like
to tujhe bohot karta hun.
Girl: Chal chupa le. Mat bata
mujhe. Hint
to dete rehta he. Me bhi samajhti hu.
Guy: Arey! Tujh se kya
chupana. Tu to apni he. Mat ungli kar. Bata dunga to fir tera behavior change ho jayega. Meri
kahani ke Index page pe hi the end ho jayega. Mat press kar. Kha pi ke nikal
le.
Girl: Chal anyways, chalte
he ab. Kaam karna he kaafi.
Guy: Han. Bohot ho gaya sach ka samna.
*Both leave*
Arey! Post
khatam ho gaya he. Aapka muskurana khatam ho jaye to baaki post padh sakte he,
ya fir ja sakte he. Waise, jate jate comment karne ka man kare to rukiyega nhi,
kar dijiyega. Aur share karna bhooliyega nhi. Bande ko acha lagega. Dhanywaad.