Sunday, 29 January 2012

Two...continues


‘It’s good that you didn’t come that day. Tulika hates you to the end of all limits.’ Tanay said.

Tanay and I were out for shopping. We had planned for a movie too. We were wandering in the mall to kill time. Raipur, my native place has never been a big city. There are least number of malls. Comparative to other big cities and metros, it is still developing phase and a bit boring. But still I love my place. 

‘Y? What did she say?’ I asked concentrating more on the chips packet as I was least interested in Tulika.’
Tulika was my batch mate since school and due to strong bonding she even followed me to this NLU. Sarcasm definitely intended.

‘Leave it, how was Kol?’He asked.

‘Cal…remember. It is CAL’. I said.

I got this difference between KOL and CAL from Rimsha. She was always possessive and obsessive about Bengalis and I kind of hated them since there were hardly any sane Bengalis in my batch. But Rimsha was surely an exceptional case.

‘Okay…time for movie…let’s move’. And we headed to check which screen we were supposed to enter.
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 I noticed a new status update form Oindrila ma’am.
“No1 from Holy Crist…I MISSED this time to be their super-duper seniorL”.

I commented- what’s the deal ma’am...it’s okay. We are still der. You want me to get one for you? :p

Rimsha commented- you worry for yourself…no familiar ‘junior’.

My comment- I guess I can handle the unfamiliar juniors in a better way.

Oindrilla ma’am then commented- I was hoping to get some better juniorsJ

Admissions at my institution were on the verge of packing. People need to get appropriate CLAT score to get into a NLU. Newspapers covered various stories about our institution. We were still waiting for the results. There were still some days for college to re-open. So we all planned for a trip to Pachmari.  Heaven of Central India.
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The phone rang. In still-in-sleep mode I kicked Tanay. It was his phone. He picked it up and answered. “Yeah, baby! What’s the time? Oh...Baby...Yeah…will get ready...Love U.  Bye.” Followed by many kisses. I just wondered that how is it possible to so attentively and romantically attend your girlfriend’s call when you still want to catch up some sleep. Is it true…Everything is possible in love!...well whatever, Tanay kicked me saying, “uth kaminey…jana hai”.

We were at sunrise point. Many of our batch-mates had accompanied. It was a pleasant weather…Pachmari being a hill-station. Suddenly, the beauty and the beast approached me. Beauty- Prakriti Kapoor and beast- Dennis Daniel. Prakriti had notified in the beginning of the first year that she was in a long-distance relationship with some guy. But there were hot rumors about Prakriti and Dennis dating each other.  I always had better reasons to hate Dennis as he was a better looking guy but not much talented than me. Both Prakriti and Daniel were my best competitors in some or other way.  Prakriti was the superb combination of beauty and intelligence. She was the best looking girl of our batch and a handful of guys had hots on her, including me.
I wondered what for these guys were here.

‘Hey, Vyom…How are you?’ Prakriti asked being flirtatious.

‘Huh? I am good’. I spoke irritably to make the conversation as short as possible.

‘There is a moot competition upcoming by Amity Delhi…You going?’ This time it was Dennis.

‘Does my participation really matter so much? Well…yeah, I’ll be participating. What about you guys?’ I asked.

‘Umm…We too are planning to participate. If you are interested to join me and Dennis for this moot…we will be unstoppable. Do think about it.’ Prakriti said.

‘Why don’t you both ask Rimsha?’ I questioned them.

‘She already has some better plans and overall you are sort of best researcher in our batch’. Dennis complimented me.

‘Sort of?’ I said in offence.

Suddenly everyone parroted about the sunrise. It was such an enthralling and blissful moment. I cherished it and loved it. It looked like someone had just popped up an orange ball from between the cleavage of two mountains. Rimsha came and sat next to me. She placed her arm on my shoulder and spoke, “look Vyom, isn’t it looks so beautiful!” I looked her and said, “Yeah!”
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Monday, 23 January 2012

Two


The comment made by Alpa had totally taken me aback. Returning home I got my new cell. Seeing my cold reaction Di felt utter shock. I knew the cause of her disgust. I badly needed someone to converse with. But Di and I never had such ‘sharing-discussing’ terms. I skipped the dinner making a random excuse of headache. I checked my mobile…not that bad!!! Not Samsung Galaxy but at least it is Samsung corby. I went to Di’s room to thank her.
‘Still Awaken?’ I asked
Her eyes stayed at me.
‘What? I came to thank you for this.’ Showing the mobile and faking a smile, I spoke.
‘Can we have dinner now? I am starving.’, she said smiling at me
I hugged her and went for the dinner. Vidisha di was an ultimate geek. I knew everything about her school and college life. She was favorite of all. According to her, her life was perfect. She was the second topper of her batch; she was employed in a leading law firm and was minting hell lots of money. She never got involved with any guy. Still I took a chance to ignite the conversation.
‘Di, have you ever been into a relationship? Don’t you feel lonely?’ I asked shyly.
She looked at me and her eyes told me that she smelled something fishy.
‘To whom did u propose?’ she asked.
‘None…seriously and I think I’ll never do that’.
Laughing she questioned, 'Why…you got rejected!!!'
‘No, as I HAVEN’T PROPOSED TO ANYONE…OFFICIALLY.’
‘Huh? Officially…Vyom...Stop this thing, tell me clearly.’
She then looked at her watch. It was 11.30. “Well, just flush it off from your mind. You need a tight sleep. And wake up early tomorrow else I’ll tell mom to call you. I’ll leave. I have plenty of work to do.”

I don’t understand why elder sisters sometimes behave like a Hitler. And I my case, my sis was an all time Hitler. Mom always uses to pamper me. According to her I was the best son in this world. Really moms are the best creation of this nature.
Di kissed my forehead and bid me good night. I had no idea how much my sleepless night will be good. Alpa’s comment was still spinning over my head.
 I logged in to facebook. All my batch mates were online. Even my best buddy Tanay Adhikari. I pinged him.
Vyom : I got my new mobileJ
Tanay : gr8! Party!!!! JJ
Vyom : you need to meet me for it. And I retain the same number.
I then updated my status asking my friends to text me their phone numbers.
In next fifteen minutes my mobile was loaded with maximum numbers I wanted. Rest, I ignored. Hail facebook!!
Tanay: tomorrow I’ll be at Kolkata...Meet me at Park Street...Will have party!!!
Vyom : not free…well, who all are coming?
Tanay : kamine..zayada footage mat kha..U R COMING...That’s it.
Vyom : will try..Y d fuck are u coming here?
Tanay : Tushara J
Vyom : okay..chal bye!
 I looked for the name with whom I desperate to chat. I wanted to share everything whatever happened today. But she was still offline. This disgusted me. I typed a private message to her. “Lost my mobile. Send me Ur number. It’s URGENT.”
In next two minutes my smile was back on my face. I saw a new message. It was from her.
Rimsha Ganguly: 9229548079
Oh, bliss!!! She is online.
Yes, she was not Pratiksha or any other random girl for whom I was waiting hellishly. She was Rimsha. Rimsha-my batch mate, my bench mate.  Her tongue never ceases to call me an ‘Ass’. But still! She was my best friend with whom I shared each and everything.
Vyom: where d hell were u all dese days? Busy a lot!!!
Rimsha: Yep, kind of. What about UR mobile? How u lost it?
Vyom : leave it, I got a new one. U r free right now...I guess.
Rimsha: go on… I am listening to UR ‘Urgent’ matter: p
Vyom : my Di doesn’t understands me L
Rimsha : is this the Urgent matter U wanted to talk about? Hey!! Wait, Oindrila ma’am is online. Let me talk to her. Till then u fix what exactly the matter is. Okay!
Oindrila ma’am was the youngest and student friendly teacher in the institution I have ever met in my life. Rimsha was a great admirer of her. No one could ever dream to bunk her class…as proxies were simply impossible. She was also well known for giving tough time to any student dared to mess up with her. Rimsha used to spend hours talking to her. There was very less age difference between ma’am and us. Students use to feel free discussing study related matters with her. And Rimsha…discussing her life.  I have asked her zillion times about their conversations and I use to get a patent reply,’ Everything-from me to my life’.
Vyom : sorry, I think you are not in a mood to talk.
 Rimsha : shut up Vyom, tell me. Did something happen during internship? Ohh...Well, our results will take some more time to come.Ma’am told meJ
I was surprised to see how she caught the right track? How she sensed what I was willing to share?
Vyom : I tried to propose a girl..That too unofficially and she dejected my proposal LL
Rimsha : Aww L…Y?
Vyom : she says lawyers are not trustworthy. What do you think? Is she correct?
Rimsha: What the heck? How stupid of her? How can she point this to the whole law fraternity? Did she give any logical reason for this? I mean see... There is a strong logic and proof for the statement- Boys are not LOYAL. But pointing to all the lawyers...dis is such shit nonsense.
Vyom : C’mon Rimz…stop kidding. I am serious.
Rimsha : does it sounds that I am kidding? Stop being an ASS.
Vyom : Rimz…I’m going offline.
Rimsha : Okay Kiddo!!! Is she a non-law student?
Vyom :  Yeah! She is a C.S intern.
Rimsha : Hmm… she is from which place and do U like her?
Vyom ; she is from Ahmadabad. She will return after the internship. I don’t know whether I like her or not.
Rimsha: why on this earth I am doing this conversation which has no conclusion. Vyom, forget whatever she said. She is just a kiddo. Like U. Go to sleep. Come to the college...I know u‘ll surly find someone special. Fingers crossed. And never approach that intern else u gonna have some more bad terms with her.
Vyom: R u SERIOUS???
Rimsha: Of course! Kiddo…I’m hving a bg pizza to eat...bt no1 is der to share it…will u come? It tastes yummy: P
Vyom: I wish I could…bt ye dooriya L
Rimsha: sahi na jaaye….okay! My bed is drooling over me…it wants to embrace me and wrap me in its arms…so I need to hit my bed J
Vyom : gud ni8…and have a GOOD time with ur bed. I’m all alone hereL
Rimsha: gud ni8, kiddo…and the least thing u can do is change ur bed and get a new1…JJ
I received a text message from Rimsha. 'Ass!! From next time say something else whenever U want to talk to me. I know u remember my number very well. U are such a kiddo. Grow up fast and Take care 'J
Rimsha was always a positive energy for me. She was not an amazingly beautiful girl. She possessed milky-honey complexion…that’s what the adjective she uses to describe her skin color. Silly girl... She was the cutest in our institution. She was a short creature, just of 5 ft. God created her within inverted commas. Her cheeks were always pull-able, lips…not pink but unrealistically red. She had big eyes- lotus petal shaped. Her cute way of talking and looks had always attracted many boys but none ever dared to approach her. She was kind of rough and tough. But to me, she was different, unbelievably sweet, supportive and considerate. She knew I hated to be called as a ‘Kiddo’. And note she was the same girl who was pointed out by Pratiksha in my dp.
After the conversation I neither had any chat with Pratiksha nor any informal talks with Alpa.
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Sunday, 15 January 2012

One...Continues


On the way to my office I told Di about my mobile and she confirmed that she will get the number lock. She even gave me her ATM card to get a new one. But she had set a budget constraint for me. Nevermind,atleat I will have a new mobile.
As I entered the office I saw my co-intern Alpa Raichura, was waiting for me with a bundle of files. While I was signing the register at the reception she came to me.
‘Where the hell were you and what’s wrong with your phone?’ She asked at her lowest volume.
‘U look good today’, I said to amuse her.
‘Vyom, Why on this earth you never get serious? Chief wants to see you’, she said worriedly
‘Is everything okay? I was worried now. 
‘I guess’, she said
I went to see what the matter was. As I entered the room I saw our chief staring at me.
He exactly looked like a lion drooling over his prey.
‘Come in, Vyom…take your seat’, he said
I got inside his cabin. Our chief Mr. Navin Aggrawal was the senior legal consultant of the firm. Looks wise he never deserved to the position he holds. He was short, fat, stout, and black in colour. And it’s worth mentioning that his head was full of black hairs….I always use to amaze whether it’s real or he wears a wig.. Whatever I took the seat.
‘I never noticed your full name, Vyom’.he said with an horrifying expression
Navin has always been horrible for the interns. He was known for this behavior.
‘Sir is there any problem with my name. Because now if I change it. I have to follow otherwise a long and stupid procedure’. I didn’t know why I spoke all those rubbish.
‘Ha-ha...It’s not like that Vyom I was not knowing that your father is judge at state high court.’
‘Ohh...well I never thought that it’s worth mentioning during the internship’. I was unable to figure out where this conversation was heading to.
‘Vyom...I have a disputed property nearby to your place. I hope your father can help me. It’s a building built on ten acres of land.’ he said in meek voice. 
Ahha...Now I was enjoying the conversation. I wanted to kick his ass and ask to give the whole building as compensation for torturing me.
‘Disputed building or disputed land?’, I asked
‘You are young enough to understand these technicalities and legal issues. Don’t forget that you have just completed your 1 year in a law institution’. He shouted
‘ My apology  for that sir…but let me remind you, I come from a National Law School of the country and it were you five minutes before asking for my Dad’s help. Perhaps I know you want his number that I’ll provide you tomorrow as I am not carrying my phone with me. Anything else, Sir?’
I knew I have screwed him up totally and my upcoming days in this office will never remain so easy.
‘No, u can leave and Mr.Vyom Malhotra you are a bright student. Use your quality in productive and constructive stuff.’ He turned and signaled me to leave.
I thought in my mind…I know I am bright but I’ll prefer to be called as PERFECT.
Alpa came to me running." Is everything okay? Is he satisfied with the reports? I was so scared. "
‘U are worried about me. How sweet of you.’ I said playfully  
‘Overall you look great...I mean good’, I knew I was being flirty.
She gave me a frowned look.' Why you always try to hit on me? U know I already have a boyfriend.’
‘Why don’t you hit back and try to mix it up, C’mon, Alpa, .we are good friends...rite’.
‘Yeah...Just GOOD FRIENDS...And now let’s get back to work. Any feedback about the reports?’
‘I guess they are perfect!!!  As you prepared it. And thanks, you saved me.’
She smiled and tucked her hair behind her ear which made her look pretty. Thank you was just for courtesy as I was the best researcher among all the interns. We carried with our work when I checked my mail. It was from Vidisha Di. She had got a new mobile for me and confirmed about my number. I mailed back saying ‘I love her’.
It was lunch time. I went to Alpa’s cubicle. While having lunch my thoughts were only filled with Pratiksha. Suddenly Alpa waved her hand in front of me. Getting distracted I asked her for this irritating behavior. Presenting a sheepish smile she said.’ You are the topper of your batch’.
‘Yes...So??’ I said
‘See…the thing is that, if I was not involved with Rahul, I would have considered you.’
‘Stop kidding Alpa, I am halfway to frame the report.’ I gave a fake reply.
‘Were you really thinking about reports??? I highly doubt that’. She smiled and continued‘You really don’t have a girl in your life or you broke up?’ 
I liked the way she sounded concerned about me.
‘Actually I was dating this girl. But I broke up’. I said showing a pic of a beautiful and charming girl from my fb friend list.
‘But why did you break-up? She looks so stunning’. She was shockingly surprised.
‘Things didn’t work out between us. She was not of my type. ‘I said.  I was trying to sound real as I was all faking these stuffs.
‘So till now u don’t have anyone else. Poor you.’ I smelled the sarcasm she intended while she spoke.
‘NO.I don’t...What’s the big deal?’
‘ I am really surprised Vyom, you are the topper of your batch, you a NLU-ite .You don’t look that bad, your sis is working is one of the biggest law firm, your parents are settled at high ranks…and still don’t have a girlfriend…that’s too bad for you’. Her puppy face made her hug-able.
Being a NLU-ite it was never such a big thing to have high rank able parents. Most of the students use to share this fame. But anyways it was never helpful in getting a girl. Moreover it never clicked my mind why I DESPERATELY wanted to fall for someone.
‘I know, but don’t worry, let the juniors come, I definitely find somebody very hot’. I said
‘Sure...U will get someBODY who will be really hot. And I guess even after our internship we will remain good friends’. She chuckled
I noticed her extra stress over the word ‘Body’.  If we boys think something dirty it becomes an issue.  Unproved allegations are levied on us to sue us. And girls have always been a symbol of purity. This is our superb society. 
‘Just good friends…don’t you think I deserve something better?’ I winked back
‘Fuck off…that’s the best thing you deserve’, I got an expected reply from Alpa as she got up from her seat after completing the lunch.
Alpa was not a law student. She was a interning for her C.S. course. She was pretty good and soft in terms of speaking. And when I say good means it’s not ironical. But nobody ever tried to mess up with her. Since the whole office was aware of her intolerable foul language which she use to have with Rahul (her guy). 
While leaving I headed towards ALPA…with a naughty look in my eyes I asked, ‘hey…u said if Rahul was not there in your life---’
I was cut by her,'Sorry Vyom...But in that case I would have to think thrice to go out with you. In future you will be a LAWYER. And remember, LAWYERS CANNOT BE LOVERS.’ That’s all Alpa said leaving me totally blank and shocked.
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Next Update...after few days :)

Tuesday, 10 January 2012

One


I glanced at the time on my computer screen.4.00 A.M.HELL!!! And I was still log in to facebook. Or ‘The Facebook’.  I am an ultimate facebook guy. And moreover I was having an awesome chat with a girl named, Pratiksha.How could I think of logging out? But I decided to take a nap so as to get an energy shot for todays’ office. I typed.
Vyom : need to hang up L
Pratiksha : y??? Am I so boring??
Vyom : no, not at all. You are too good. It’s that my eyes are stressing now. Need some sleep. Will you speak to me tonight???????
Pratiksha : oh…plz don’t leave so fast. I have a question to ask.
I was chatting with this girl past two hours and I had already answered 49 questions, said to myself.  “Well let me beat the half century”.
Vyom: what??
Pratiksha: who’s dis girl with U in ur PROFILE PIC?? UR GIRLFRIEND?
Vyom : She…naah!!! She was my junior in school. She had a huge crush on me. She made me swore on her to put this pic as my dp.She is mad. U want me to change it?
Pratiksha: She is cute. But she is not fitting in dis pic.
Vyom : huh? R U JEALOUS?:p
I waited for 6 minutes, but there wasn’t   any reply. I checked the chat to see whether I have made something wrong.
Vyom : der??? Hey u der??
Vyom :  knock- knock??
Pratiksha : sorry baby..oooppss I said u’ baby’.
Vyom : that’s okay.. I don’t mind if a beautiful, stunning, gorgeous, and smart girl calls me ‘baby’…just keep it up : p .Well where were you?? Is everything fine there?
I don’t know whether she was really so beautiful or stunning. Her dp said that.  But smart she was as she was constantly flirting over me from the beginning of our chat.
Pratiksha : Aww J..I’m flattered. Mom just came in to check what I was doing with my lappy at dis hour. But I handled the situation. Now no worry J
At this hour I was totally not interested to know what crap reason she gave to her mom. Really Moms are super cops especially when they have a beautiful, stunning girl (source: her profile pic ) of 18 years.   I wrote
Vyom : okay,gtg. Sweet dreamzz J
Pratiksha : hey..Don’t you want to know what I told to my mom??
Girls!!! They are really so complicated. I bet you all. You will never be able to figure out whether they are innocent or ignorant. It was now 4:20.and I badly needed to catch my bed. I wrote these 20 minutes ago. How come she ignored it???
Vyom : oh..It slipped off from my mind. Tell.
Pratiksha : Aww J you are so sweet. What are you doing tomorrow??? I want to meet you. I badly want to see u.
What the hell is this? She changed the topic…uughh!
Vyom: hey...I guess someone woke up. Catch you tomorrow.
Bye J.take care
I never wanted to type the smiley...But I did. As my chat was still on to-be-continued mode.
Before switching to my bed I checked the light of adjacent room. The light is off. I thanked God for the chat and for the switched off light.
Morning I woke up and looked at the sun. I cursed it. Why on this whole universe this astronomical body has to be so regular and punctual?  
Apparently it was again a clammy morning. I was at Kolkata. City of joy, crowd, literature, art and culture, trumps...  getting myself boiled and roasted in unbearable summer. I saw the newspaper was placed on the study table.Shit...Shit. This means I was late again. I was never a morning fellow. I flipped the newspaper pages. I checked the time…Damn! It’s already 9.00 A.M. I have to hurry up to get ready.  I planned out and arranged the time so that I will dress up accordingly. Suddenly a harsh and croaky voice kicked my ear.
‘Vyom…I guess your morning has started!! ‘
I replied groggily, ‘yes...Sharp at 8.30.’
It was my elder sister Vidisha Malhotra with whom I was staying at Kolkata for my summer internship with one of the most prestigious law firm of the country. Before coming out of my room I searched for my mobile and then I remembered, gosh!!!  I have lost it yesterday in mall. I chide myself for being so careless. Loosing mobile was not a problem but telling this to Vidisha di would be no less than a tsunami for me.
I joined her for the breakfast. She narrowed her eyes. This was an auto alarm for me. I knew my interrogation was about to start.
‘When did you sleep last night?’  She asked
‘Am I supposed to answer that?’
‘Yes...And no question for a question’ she said firmly.
‘At 3.00.i was studying, I mean was working’, I didn’t know what else to say
‘Really….Are you sure?
‘Of course…C’mon Di,I am not a kid now .STOP QUESTIONING ME..PLZZZZZ’. Sheer irritation was visible from my expression.
She got up and caressing me she spoke.’ I know you are not a kid; you have your own life to enjoy. But don’t just waste your time and energy in stupid facebooking. And better unblock me. I don’t have any shit time and interest to stalk over your profile.’
‘Sure I will’
‘Now get up. I’ll drop you to your place else you can take other conveyance. Your wish’.
I always avoided catching the overcrowded buses of Kolkata. I always felt that these buses are like some containers where people go on dumping themselves to reach their destination. My sister knew this fact nicely. We both boarded her car which was given to her by the company as a perk...I love such perks. She was a law analyst in one of the biggest law firm of the country. Yes, she was bright. But I was perfect. 


Next update....after some days...keep waiting!!!