Ohh boy, please be mine !!!

Scene 1.

Venue – My room

Time – 1:44 am

Pk : Hey 907------- , do you know whose number is this?

ME : Man . How would I know that !!

Pk : Achha yes .correct , so what were you doing right now?

ME : Well I have got my exam tomorrow.

Pk : Oooh best of luck.

Pk : By the way , can you please do me a favour?

ME : What?

Pk : Forward me 3-4 romantic texts , I need to send them to a girl.

ME : I don’t have any.

Pk : Arre yaar , you’re a girl. Send me some of those girly messages na .

ME : See I have got 3 papers tomorrow , and I don’t have a boyfriend who’d disturb me every now and then by sending those cheesy-romantic tests.

Pk : OH YOU DON’T HAVE A BOYFRIEND !!!! That’s impossible !!

ME : (No reply)

7 minutes later,

Pk : Ok , good night and best of luck again, take care, bye.

Scene 2.

Venue – College lobby

Time - 4:12 pm (Recess)

Rt : Hey you know what , I got a call frm Mr. Ambani yesterday . Guess what did he say !

ME : (Straight face)

Rt : Guess Guess !!

Rt : Ok , let me only tell you . He was complaining against you ! You were such a nice customer , you know like always paying your reliance telephone bill in thousands . And now , it’s dropped down . See, see . Poor Ambani.

ME : Ha, ha. Very funny .

Rt : Ummmm tell no ! What happened now, huh ? We don’t see you with your phone any more . No texting under the benches and no smiling shyly with the phone clinging to your ears . What’s the matter girl? Is everything going good ? OK?

(I looked at her . She looked weaker and thinner than a malnourished Raima Sen. Her face dusted with the compact powder , as if she had just dipped her face in a bucket full of the powder . The smell of her perfume so strong that i’m sure the butterflies at the radius of at least 100 metres would be complaining of suffocation. Anyway, she thinks she’s hotter than any of the actresses across the globe ! )

ME : Yes , everything good . messed up things between me and him .

Rt : Oh shit , do you mean you broke up with him ?

ME : Yep. Justin Bieber proposed to him and so he left me.

Rt : Oh its ok , come with me. We’ll go out for drinks, everyone’s coming.

ME : its ok , I feel fine . thanks anyway .

Rt : No you’re coming with us this time . See you soon.

Scene 3.

PRESENT

Yes I broke up with him 3 days back, and yes I am mentally stable even after that. And thank you, but I don’t need to drown myself in your intoxicating drinks to forget about him. You might have lost your Romeo or Jack or whatever, and I lost mine. But neither did I possess him, and nor did you. Life went on before he started loving you and it will go on even after he’d stop loving you. The Sun shone yesterday and it will shine tomorrow as well. The birds chirped yesterday and they will do that even tomorrow. Life goes on, it moves on. Your landlord is still cribbing about the previous month’s rent and your socks are still smiling like Ammonium Nitrate. You see, nothing really changes. Shit happens. I know it happened, I know what happened between me and him. He was there 3 days back and he still would be there somewhere; maybe reading this or maybe with a bottle of tequila, sitting at the corner seat of a Blue Moon bar; or maybe playing squash at the club with his friends. Life doesn’t stop at any point. So spread love, laugh a lot, take photographs, forgive freely, speak out, dance in the pouring rain, hold someone's hand, comfort a friend, fall asleep watching the sun come up, stay up late, make friends, and lose some, spend at a night at the Marine Drive watching the sea. Because ultimately, life is a joy ride, it’s to be lived; it is all about staying happy and spreading happiness, and not necessarily gaining love and *boyfriends* :D