the Restaurant Odyssey Part-5

" Baag ki baat baag ka maali hi samjhe...

Phoolon ka dard Jhukti daali hi samjhe,

Yeh kaisi reet banaayi Duniya waalon ne.....

Diye ka Dil jale aur log diwaali samjhen...??"

Those are the weirdo senti Shers one tells to himself, when he has become a Devdas.

I was coming close to Mr. D, to give him competetion.

Zindagi mein kuch baaki nahi reh gaya tha.It was all over with one blow.

Few words that changed my life:
"The number You have dialed is out of service. Yeh number asthaayi taur pe Sthagit hai"

I should have expected that !
Y The hell did'nt I ask her to give me a missed call on my number?? What difference would it make? She can always hang up the phone !! But a WRONG Number??? Hell !!Was I THAT BAD ?????

Swami was grinning ear to ear, on having salvaged his lost pride !!Amit n Amber were laughing to each other about that funny guy behind us in that same Freezeland.I had every reason to believe that the Funny guy was ME !!

Never had it felt so BAD.....
She gave me a Phoney Number?? Shit !!

But where did I go Wrong ?? Okay, I wasn't a pro like my other friends. I was'nt as handsome as them. I did'nt have much cash( Change does'nt qualify)I did'nt have gr8 clothes...But would it have made any difference??Naah.

Well, on second thought, yeah....It would have !!
Poor me !! I could just rue upon my luck. How could such a beautiful and innocent girl lie?? Lying is done by WICKED girls having horns on their heads and tails at their backs.

Am I going wrong in my analysis of her?? Maybe I misheard the number !
Maybe I did'nt take it down properly!
Or maybe I was slayed.....Yeah...I was !!

My mind was running riot, storming with thoughts. Although my first beginning was good, it did'nt yield to me the desired results. Or maybe I just plain expected too much !! How can a novice get a girl THAT good?? he he...Yeah..it is right..It was plain foolish to even think of that...he he..Ya, Here'z where I went wrong. I was'nt good enuf for her !!

Good consolation man....I was telling to myself. But still I was'nt satisfied!!Bad breath?? Naah.....I never smoke or eat non-veg..I brush twice daily too!
Bad odour?? Naah..I haf a repertoire of deos at my disposal!
Bad hairs?? Naah...I just had them stylized a week back. But maybe the guy did'nt do a gr8 job
My talks?? Naah...I was decent n polite enough !Clothes?? hmm...Maybe....But I CANNOT be rejected on THAT..Can I??

Ohk.....Never mind....Leave that damn girl !! She was'nt worth me anywayz. She had a pimple on her face. N I remember her slippers were'nt class. Her hairs were all messed up. That jeans she wore was'nt branded. Interior designer..Huh...She might have been a cheap model..No more!!

Whom was I kidding....I don't know..!! I had lost her...And there was no hope for me. No salvation, except eating that small sandwich piece that was on my plate, and was eyed ravenously by Amit, who seems to posess an in-satiable apetite. I made my moves reluctantly towards the piece. Even it seemed to tel me "hey loser...Get Ur hands off me...U don't deserve me...Had I had legs, I would have walked away..

"A big loser...!! Yeah....Perfect...Why did I try at the first place??
Just to lose??
Atleast I tried......But what does it matter ??A near miss is as good as a miss !!

For some time, Swami and Co. did'nt try to placate me. They seemed to be more interested in the girls swooning here n there. Somehow, mysteriously, all of them seemed to have turned more gorgeous n I was sure that they were giving all my friends inviting glances. And my friends had left me to die. Could it get any worse ???

The waiter dropped burning tea on my brand new jeans.

The rush of expletives from my mouth was about to break the dam, had it not been for a top-of-the-voice conversation, that had caught my attention.It was a girl, who was chastising a boy....and by chastising I mean, Beating black n blue, with words alone ! Don't know what she would have done, if she had a hunter in her hand. I pitied the poor guy. She would have been the same age as that of Shruti, but less Beautiful. The guy was quite much like me.

" U moron....What do U think I am....A commodity?? All you guys are the same....U perverted pigs !!
"But vineeta...."
"What do U want to explain...haan...tell me...How wud U explain your seing my room-mate..U bastard !!"
"Look Vineeta....U know she is a good frnd of mine, before we had met.."
"So that means U can screw arnd with her behind my back??"

She was screaming

"I did'nt do....."
" Of cource.....U R soo innocent....U went into her bathroom to clean the drain..Is'nt it??"
"She was locked inside...I was just trying to..."
"yeah...Of cource...The prince in the shining armour....Always to the rescue....Ten-tenan...Stop kidding me U moron...Do U think I am a baby, whom U can entice with these fairytales of yours??Look Rahul.......I am not going to leave U...I swear..I am gonna kill U"

"No wonder"I thought !! If she keeps the same tirade going, either the guy is gonna drown in self-depression...Or she is gonna get the fork into his throat...But it was entertainment nevertheless....And FREE too!!"

Look Viny....Just gimme a chance to explain...."
" U Loser...U still have nerves to explain!!..After what I had seen with my own eyes....?? No-one can tolerate you more than I have done....Your Bad breath.."
"Bad br.."
"Ur incessant loitering..."
"wh.."
"Ur foolish comments"
"Com.."
"Ur Senseless talks, Ur forgetting the dates...Ur Monkey looks.."
"Monkey??"
"Yeah...And U smell real ugly......And U R a LOSER...U understand that!!L O S E R...Loser.. Don't even think of contacting me from now on......From now on use your personality for Birth control...Goodbye Sucker"

I had no interest in that girl...I was looking at that guys face. It was RED....Enough to put a tomato to shame !!He kept sitting there.......Every1 was looking at him...But he didn’t care to notice !!I don’t know what took me to his table….Amit and group caught my Tee, but I moved on, as if in trance.

I reached him, and said, “Can I sit with you for a second”?

“Yeah…And what would you prefer to call me….A dickhead…A moron..?? Impotent?? Ohh….Nope…Not at all….A SAVAGE HEARTED BASTARD …Yaah..A SAVAGE HEARTED BASTARD will be perfect….THAT’s WHAT I AM…RIGHT??? Isn’t that what You are going to call me??”he exploded..” I DON”T NEED YOUR SYMPATHIES..!! BUZZ OFF !!!!”

“I just wanted to tell you…That you are a great person to have maintained your cool…I couldn’t have done that. I respect you for that. And I wish you all the best”His expressions changed from a maniac, to that of a gullible infant intent to listen.

As I turned around..He said “Wait, sit down”He stared in oblivion and muttered, not looking at me
“Three years….I and Vineeta have been together. I have always understood her and tried to take care of her. When she didn’t have a shoulder to cry upon, I gave her one. When she didn’t have any1 to discuss her chemistry doubts, I solved them for her. When she had no one to go with for Disc, I volunteered. When she missed Maths lecture, it was I who copied them for her. 106 fever..She had no-one besides….But me. I kept awake all night, just so that she can sleep in peace. And never ever have I mentioned her this. And she tells me, I am …..”

…It is strange how Boys cry..They are really Hoarse….They should not cry. Crying should be a privileged domain of girls…It is their copyright..And it should be left to them to rule.

“ What did I do?? Help her friend?? It was Jenny who called me , since she had been locked inside that bathroom, while I was passing down Viny’s room. What should have I done….Let her screaming ?? Yes..I should have done that…That would have pleased Viny. But I am a human being…What the hell…WHY am I?? I LOVED her DAMNIT!!!”

I was listening….And thinking…Is that the fate which one meets after true love??Don’t know..I have never been in true love…And if THIS is true love…I don’t want to experience it. Maybe not every girl is Vineeta. But IF MINE is…?? I shall be doomed !!

I put my hand on Rahul’s Shoulder and pressed it inadvertently…and moved on.

The adage came to my mind

“ I always cried that I did’nt have good shoes….Till I met a man down the street, who had no legs !!”

It was a revelation, how you can take what happens to you….when it happens.

Its revealing how you can have an extreme rollercoaster of emotions with the same person.

Its revealing also that accident do not happen only to others.

I moved on !!

I heard a familiar voice, crying “Ankit,….Is that YOU..??. I am sorry, I.. ”

I don’t know who she was.
Neither did I want to know

.…I moved on !!