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After some long 100kms and some dull 100 songs i reached a point where i was clueless of my further expedition.There were four paths and each unfolding in a different direction.The piece of paper given by Mobby was no help either as according to it,there won't be any such junction on my way.So maybe i flunked big time and lost my sense of direction completely or maybe Moby was far too pretentious and trying to act much friendly by helping me out with that paper.
I looked for people who can be my rescue rangers but no one was there.It was like as if I was in some No man's land.All i witnessed was sun dancing over my head,some burnt tires,one dejected shoe without lace and an ancient dog who looked quite disturbed due to my sudden & unexpected appearance.
I started walking randomly in a hope to find some human like creature who can at least hear & speak few words that can drag me out of this deserted place.The place which was a virgin,never touched and never heard of the word called 'development'.
I suppose development is only the birth right of people living in metros.The so called faces of the nation.Only the people of metros have some strong needs & urges.They need wide roads so that they have extra space to spit there tobacco juices,they need larger walls so that they have ample space to colour them with there piss and they need large air conditioned malls so that they can cool of there wiped asses.Rest places like such where i was stranded are not meant to be conditioned but are suppose to carry that unwanted look on there faces just like when a mother abandons her own child.
Now coming back to my uninteresting voyage, thanx to my desperation,i soon found four little boys playing with stones on the other side of so called road.I immediately ran towards them and There motion stopped when i called out to them.They all were following a dress code in which only shorts were mandatory but not the shirts.It made me think that they are big time fans of mr salman khan but instead of abs and biceps,all i can see was bones eager to come out of there thin fleshes.They all threw quizzical look as if they have never seen a man wearing a shirt.I asked one of eldest the whereabouts of teja chowk.He saw me first and then he saw his little comrades.They exchanged some looks and after some mute discussions one of them told me to go straight from here then turn right 1 and then right 2 and there you are ...Welcome to Teja chowk.I felt victorious and showed my happiness to the kids by giving them a 10 rupee note.They literally snatched it from me,jumped with excitement and ran as if they gonna buy every joy of this world with that small note.
I followed the same direction as i was told.Straight....first right.....second right and there i was...nowhere near to Teja chowk.In place of it a dirty pond welcomed me in which few buffaloes were paying there homage to all the bond girls who did that sexy sequence of 'coming out from the water' in two pieces.Here the only thing that was missing was two piece.Rest the film was complete i was the James bhaand and they were my bond buffaloes.Surrounding them were also some kids talking and simultaneously gifting huge chunks of there excreta for the never ending feast of the local pigs.
I felt helpless and stupid at the same time.I was the one who was in sympathy with those four little boys and even entertained them with 10 rupees but in return they make a fool out of me and put me into this pool of shit.I severely abused them,i severely abused Bhutia,i severely abused his mom-in-law,i severely abused the goverment and i severely abused God.Then i banged my leg on an empty plastic can which made it fly and land besides the bathing black beauties.
What followed was a series of curse and some more heavy duty foul adjectives.I felt like a volcano...just about to erupt.I shouted out loud 'OH FUCKKK!!!!!'
Then i returned back where i started and there was no sign of those little half nude rascals.I thought they must be having a good time with my money.My thousand paise must be sufficient for them to buy some ice candies.
Heavy-heartedly i decided to call Bhutia and inform him the current situation which was bit out of my hands.I dialed his personal number,took a deep breath and heard his caller tune 'oye lucky lucky oye'.....He didn't picked up.I called once more and again no answer from his side.The song kept on playing,adding more irritation to the surroundings.Bhutia was not picking up his phone and my anger was picking up fastly and unsteadily.For a while i rested my head on the steering wheel and closed my eyes.Yudlee was standing there.... with a sad face.His eyes reflected wait.He remained silent and his laughter was missing. A thought crossed my mind that maybe this all is happening with me coz i caused pain to my very kind hearted friend.Who always gave me enough reasons to keep smiling and enjoy this bumpy ride of life.The feeling of guilt arrested me and i regretted my decision.Maybe one or two drinks wouldn't have made a huge difference in my life but it could have been done wonders for Yudlee.
How could i be so selfish?
Yudlee must have felt cheated?
Why don't i have fucking guts to refuse Bhutia?
How many times Shaggy Shags?
What the fuck Demona think of herself?
Why Moby didn't come with me?
Why this stupid ancient dog still barking at me??
I was surrounded with plethora of such questions but i was unable to find any of the answers.
I opened my eyes and hardly bumped the steering wheel.I needed to get out of this hell soon.Suddenly my mobile rang.I quickly saw it and it showed one new message.I opened it in a hurry and was comforted to see the senders name.The message was by Bhutia.It said:
hey can't take ur call rite now...in a impt meeting....mom in law won't b joining us 2day as her stomach is upset this morning so cancel the plan and enjoy ur holiday.meet me at office 2mro with report on new PNC project..sharp 10...tak care.
Everything collapsed in front of me.There was no ground beneath my feet.I felt like the biggest dumping ground of this earth.I asked myself that do i really deserve such whorish treatment????Why Bhutia didn't cared to inform me much earlier??I shouted out aloud Bhutia you son of a bitch..m gonna get u real hard.That's it...m no more be living on the food thrown by him.I will take a stand and thrust out Bhutia from my life.He is not worthy of my dedications. In fact he is not worthy of any good things of life.He is nothing but a self absorbed faithless Bastard and i bet there won't be many people in his funeral.
I restarted the engine,wiped of the sweat from my forehead and headed backwards without giving a second thought.Enough of some dramatic events.Now i needed my ordinary life back to me.I woke my radio from its siesta and it answered me with the song "Mauja hi Muaja...shaam savere hun Muaja ji Muaja"
Life was a circus & i was the clown.Laugh you idiots till you die.