Time stand Still....

Oh.. GOD for heaven sake why this tone is so loud. I just wake up from siesta and in zombie state started looking for my mobile. Finally I found it in my pant pocket where I have left it last night. It was 5 am in morning and I was still massaging my eyes , somehow my brain started ticking for recognizing the number on my mobile screen, but without morning tea all exercise by my jaded neurons are squander. But abruptly out of the blue many thoughts aroused in my mind for no reason and though I was in no mood to pick up that call in so dam morning I felt like some one is pushing me toward answering it. Chafing my eyes from one hand I just push the answer button and a very sweet voice welcomed me from other side. From last 7 year everyday I am getting phone call from all over the country either for selling their life insurance policy or their product or some good for nothing services, any of them are not so sweet. I have tried collecting all my glucose in my tongue to answer this word and said “yes, May I know who is this”. I was quit polite in my expression but my voice was like irate and infuriated. Some one from other side said “Mr. Baba, It’s a delightful morning and we like to invite you for a tea in our guest house. Within next an hour you will hear a honk from our ferry. Please be ready for ride as we have to collect other guest too.” I just interrupted and said “ahhh ..excuse me, I didn’t understand, I think you mistaking me for some one else” I was really trying to be polite as much as I can but actually I was really pissed off by this non-welcome, raid on my sleep non intending call. But that voice continued and said “No sir, It is for you and this is surprise for you". I was like just yelling this time while answering “look mam who ever you are and whatever you want to say, just call me after 9” and hang up the call. I tok the mobile with me was like running for my bed, again the device rang. This time I was quite agile to pick the call as this was from my Wife. The moment I pick the call, the loving and caring voice greted me saying “Honey, Many happy returns of the day”. I just pretended to be fully awake and like expexting her call so I just tried to come out of my deep slumber with delightful smile and replied ”Thanks you honey, I love you”. Kabbu (this is what I use to call her) just chuckle at other end ”I got you, you again forgot right?”. Ahhhh… I… long expression of gasping after fighting a long battle and loosing it.. "Yes .. I did?” I was in no mood to give her any lame excuse and extend this conversation and even this was not un-usual I keep overlooking the things which I didn’t feel important or which didn’t come under my so called TO DO list. But any how I was still in no mood to talk or celebrate, because all I really want right now is my pillow, and bed, but who can restrain the queen of house. She started telling bundles of thing s which of course no husband in this world will pay attention, but she asks one question which strike me like hunter. Well It is my birthday today and no one in this world call me in night after 12, which usually a time for guys to wish. There was lot of equation was getting relegating in my mind space and my eyes were started getting more wide open. The moment I just been sidelining the thoughts, the interrupt tone strike in my space of mind. It was same number which I just attended. All over I was confused, furious, happy and excited. All of this expression and feeling at once started making me dizzy.

Finally I took the decision and started separating the pattern by interrupting my wife “Hey, honey thanks for wishing my, you just plan out the day and call me back. I need to answer my old friend as he is on line”. Well pretty good answer to keep your wife busy and buy yourself some time. I just switch the call and replied, “Yes”. Same sweet voice again greeted me saying “Sir, sorry for disturbing, but It was you who instructed us to remind you about this day and arrange all this. Please find the answer to you question in you mail box”. I was confused and not ready to accept the fact, but some thing is holding me back. I recollected my self and replied, “look lady ...are you sure you really want to speak me. I mean I am Mr. Kailas Sharma from Bangalore”. My voice was like Spartans and sound like word of warning to someone. The answer I got from there is “Yes, Sir its you. You have set the protocol to address you as Mr. Baba, and also instruct us to not to reveal any detail about this. We request you to get ready in 1 hour “. All of sudden she hanged up the phone.

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