It
was just another ‘grass’ party. Alcohol is for the kids we believe. A lot of
newbies joined the club this time. The only different thing about this one was
the fact that it ended upsettingly early. Not many antics stole the show (or maybe
I could not see them). The ambience was awesome and looked even cooler after
getting stoned. The lights soon turned into bokeh and the music slowed down.
The world lost its pace and so did I. I
dozed off in a short while.
The
hammering ringtone woke me up. Of course I did not know that it was my
ringtone. I tried to reach my phone. Thankfully it was nearby. I tried to open
my heavy eyes. Though I could open only one eye it was sufficient for me to see
another stoned friend of mine dancing on the tunes of my ringtone.
I
spoke in a sleepy voice and expected the other person to hang up immediately and
feel guilty for waking me up in the middle of the night. The conversation begun.
“Hell…Hello…
“
“Hi”,
said the perked up lady.
I
could not check the name of the caller before picking up. “I am sorry. Who the %$&@
is it? And what the hell is the time?” I secretly hoped that it was not a
relative of mine because using such language even in the middle of the night
would invite criticism and long lectures.
“It’s
me. And its 3 AM.”
“Who
me?”
“ME
ME. Who else calls you at this hour?”
My
eyes were still closed but still I wanted to know who it was. I opened my eyes
with utmost efforts. I saw the screen to check the caller. Hell! The screen was
so cluttered that I could not find the name of the caller. I could see some
numbers flying but that’s it. Giving up I went back to listen to the lady.
“I
am sleeping. I’ll kinda…call you back..?”
“Nooo!
Wait… I had to tell you something important”
“What?”
“I
am pregnant.” she said.
Stoned
or sober this statement is alarming for one and all. All I wanted to say was
‘Hope you are married’. But I innocently said, “EH! What?”
“I
am with a child.”
This
reminded me of Phoebe from FRIENDS. Whoever it was had stolen the dialog from
her.
“I
am serious and Mom and Dad don’t know yet.”
“Okay…
Tell them and Good night.”Again an attempt to hang up.
“I
wanna have this baby.” She said this as if the baby was a chocolate.
“Okay”,
I said still trying to figure out who the lady was.
“Let’s
get married.” She said.
“Okay”
Anything to make her hang up the phone and go back to my stoned self.
"What? I thought you would freak out" she said.
I was thinking if I was supposed to freak out. Pregnant girlfriend and marriage proposal on the same day might make a guy suicidal.
“By the way I am not pregnant. But now that you want to get married we will get married and I
am buying the Sabyasachi Lehenga that we saw that day right away. I have your
credit card.”
“Sure” all this was too fast for me to comprehend. But I was still wondering if I wanted to get married.
“Thanks
baby. Love you.”
“Ya
okay. Bye.” I think I hadn’t heard the ‘love you’ part properly.
“I
wanted to know how cool you were with me buying a Lehenga worth a car. Now that
I know you are cool I am buying it.”
Now
she was getting on my nerves. You don’t do this to your boyfriend in the middle
of the night.
“Okay”
and I hanged up the phone.
I
woke up the next day with a heavy head. A few heads were missing and the rest
were resting in peace. The friend who was dancing on the bollywood number was
trying to wake up too. The call was the first thing on my mind.
“Dude,
my girlfriend called me last night.”
“Oh!
Since when do you have a girlfriend?”
He
was right. I was single ever since I remember. I reached my pocket for my
phone.
I
realized that I had not got my phone to the party. The battery of phone was
dead so I decided to charge it.
“Who
was the guy sleeping beside me last night?”
“Dunno
bro. Some new guy. Why?”
“Nothing.”
“What
did the girl say?”
“Don’t
remember man. I was too stoned.” I said. I thought I shouldn’t tell around
about the misery of the guy. He would have received a message from the credit
card company anyway. And he would know that he was getting married too, since
he was the groom.
