‘Haan haan... I will be there...’, i said to the girl on the line, ‘Haan Baba, Monday ka pakka hai... I will definitely see you there...’, i kept the phone grining over that finally i'm going to have the longing reunion.
Next was to decide what to do now, with my head up... i gazed the creaky ceiling fan who was supposed to answer for me... finally, i choose the comfort of doing nothing over pain of doing something, with legs outstreched reaching for the opposite corners of bed.. i sank to the posture for which my mother yells, ‘Yeh kya, Sava Ghayaarah (11:15) Bajja rakhe hai !!!, Can't you sit properly... go and sleep on bed.’
After dawdling a while, i found the most lucrative option for me... Facebook... Answer to man's boredom, "the fantastic Facebook"... I thanked the makers of facebook and logged in with the hope to find atleast some new posts to comment on or may be atleast someone to talk to...
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‘ Me: So, kal ke kya plans hai... m going to over to one of my friends, will u b joining ??
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Kahaan gyi !!!!
Sent at 12:05 am ’
Encountering "Sent at 12:05 am" left me agape for a moment and made me realize that all this time i was in solitude... left behind, this made me feel like an eager dog waiting for his master to serve him food while he waves his tail. And after a few minutes...
‘Ohh. ..vry sorry yar, had went to wish my Dad..’, rima replied
‘Oh nhi yaar.. haan no problem.. even i had to go out somwhere :).. so,its his bday today??’, i replied as if i didnt care but actually i was dying to get a break from this ice.
‘Na na, its Fathers Day yaar.... dont u knw !!’
‘Ummm.. well, actually.. no.. i didnt.. nt so gud with dates except the feb 14.. ;) ’
‘Haan y not, u doggie.. kabhi kuch aacha yaad mat rakhna.. dont u wish ur dad.. ?’
‘Nahi... its been really long.. like 12-13 yrs since last time i wished him..’
‘You can always start afresh... :)) ’
‘Sudden changes are not appreciable at my place.. :->’, i replied with mile long smile as if I am the biggest philosopher in the world!!
‘Toh tu nhi maanega...??? go n do wish your dad...’, rima wrote authoritatively…
‘Hmmmmmmmm.. okaay, chill yaar.. I would think about it... and its around 1 now, i'd be taking leave now, tc, chinni drmz.. :)’, i typed and logged out... realizing that there were four sms waiting to be replied, i started punching the keys while one after another replies came and an hour or so passed over the sms chats.
‘Life could be so good and so mean at times... Sometimes you get without any effort and sometimes you put in so hard, expect so much and the results are…’, i said to myself as I laid back, remembering the recent NASA failure i came across. While every part of my body was enjoying the benefits of AC, my head was still shackled by philosophies of life. Finally, convincing the other me by “What you think is what you get” I switched and came onto the hot chick I saw yesterday evening, right curves at right places and owner of immense beauty, she seemed to be interesting but more of a siren to me, so I finally choose to just sleep and nothing else.
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‘I wont get up!! mere ko nahi uthana.. its 6:30 in the morning.. nahi karni maine kisi ki help.. sone dooooooo !!!’, I said with a loud and shaky voice still in half sleep while my mother tried to wake me up for some work. At last, the voice of mother-ism or should I say taunts took over the laziness and I got up... As i passed through the lobby with shutters down n locked, adjusting the silver shorts I had bought recently and bumping into almost everything which came in way, i managed my way to Drawing room where i recklessly fell on sofa and slept again.
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‘Yeh ladka koi kaam nahi karta, pata nahi kaise se hai yeh bache, ya toh Laptop ya fir bed... koi dusri chiiz dikhaai hi nahi deti…’, I heard my mother saying to mama while she made tea.
It was around noon,‘Uth gya sher... chal kuch khaa pii le phir shaam ka intezaam karne chalte hai…’, mama said to me while i was busy waving my arm as if i am trying to churn up the air and find some comfort in middle of the day.
‘Get up… get some milk’, mother said... ‘Amul ka hi lana… 2 liters’.
I went out, bought the milk and on my way back I was wondering on does these quizzes on Facebook give sincere results... Am I really 91% mature or is it just some coincidence; also I was happy on how smartly I gave theories on that post and made my point. It was just in middle of thinking that may be I am really very smart and bike skid, and it was not long when I realized that I am all on the road with bike eating dust on the pavements.
I caught hold on my senses, got up and released gears… pulled the bike over with full strength only to find that my limbs have still not recovered and again it fell on the other side. It could be one of the most embarrassing moments, a person could face… first you meet an accident on the road, then when you try to pretend that you are in shipshape and something so unwanted happens which leaves you as a pitiful object ! However, with some help I got back on bike, checked the bike for any broken parts, which totaled to zero luckily. Next thing on mind was that no one should get to know that something happened, so I came and directly went to my room, took the deodorant and applied on the wounds, it wasn’t easy to go through this but was necessary. And, this is how my evening went.
Then for dinner we had Chicken, Kebabs and palatable Chicken Wings. While we watched the T20 finals, Pakistan vs. Sri Lanka, I exclaimed, ‘Yeh match kuch fixed sa nahi lagta Mamaji, see there not even a single line of worry on Pakistani player’s simian Face.’
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‘Dhuppp.. !!’, AC made a noise which woke me up realizing that there’s a damn power cut. Unwillingly I got up from the bed and switched on the inverter, I glanced outside street lights were on; irritating sound of my neighbors AC was still piercing my ears. ‘Lagta hai sirf apni light gayi hai...’, dad said while I still tried to figure It out who’s the figure standing in front of me.
It was 1:20 am on the clock and wind outside was still slow and hot, plenty of thoughts came running into my mind, what happens if light doesn’t come for whole night, what should be the strategy now, what should be done, what could be the reason, is this god’s punishment for I kept the tag “ Best Curses for 2009 -- "Bhagwaan kare bhari dhuphaari mien tumhaare ghar ki light chali jaye..", "May god shower all his blessings in form of rain on u and ur family.. And may ur home rot with seepage in walls..." and "Bhagwaan kare tumhaare ghar ki Maid bhaag jaaye...”....... Mind it, look at the irony of it!! ”
Dad called the BSES Office and soon the electricians arrived, after an hour long brainstorming session, electricians paraphrased that this is a pellucid case of wire breakage. Soon they fixed it and everything seemed to get in place for me. Dad and I came back to room, switched the AC and laid back.
And, realizing that it was fathers day and I forgot to wish him I said ‘Paa… happy father’s day’.
This is how the Fathers Day (Sunday) came to me…
