It was half past seven when he reached home. It had not really been a happening day. It was not that "happening" was like the theme of his life. A sedate life, very few people around him, and he liked it being that way.
He switched on the radio, his sole companion since the very beginning. It almost sort of got his state of mind every time, and he believed in this.
"Kabhi dekho man nahi jaage, peechhe peechhe sapno ke bhaage..."
A rainy winter evening, and the hypocrite had just returned from a fortnight's vacation.
The Hypocrite: Hey.. What's up ?
She: Hello. Nothing much. You say...
The Hypocrite: [pause] I just landed. God, how I wanted these two weeks to get over.
She: But why ? Wasn't home good ? You so wanted to be back at home.
The Hypocrite: You will not understand sweetheart.. Hold on.. I have a call waiting.
[switches calls] hey Mom. I just reached... yeah... as in an hour back.... was unpacking, thought I'd give you a call once that was done.... Will do that mom...
9937948494
The Hypocrite: Hey, you disconnected ?
She: Yup, you had another call waiting for you right. You done with it ?
The Hypocrite: Yup. That was mom.
She: And you are done speaking with your mom in a minute ?? What ???
The Hypocrite: But I was talking with you right ? I can always call her back later.
She: You can always call me back later too. You are impossible.[disconnects]
[pause]
[phone rings] The hypocrite turns around, picks up his phone; "Yes mom. I just returned... Will call you back in a bit"
"Wahi chunkar khaamoshi yun chale jaaye akele kahaan".
He smiled.
...
No comments:
Post a Comment