Wolverine

This is a story about an unplanned event and how worst can it turned out to be.......

Yesterday at about 4 PM I had a chat with my sweet pie, soul mate, lifelong friend and the biggest asshole Geet Bajpai and as usual we planned for a movie and this time the movie called Wolverine. And the plan was:-

Abe 5.45 ka show hai plaza pe, tu pahunch jana, movie dekhenge, phir gheda marenge he he he......

Immediately I called a Quick Cab call centre and placed a request for a cab at sushant lok to CP at....blah blah...and contradicting my whole idea of getting late I got a response only in 5 minutes and cab in front of my building in 15 minutes. I left my office exactly at 5.00 PM, came down my building, got into my cab and headed to CP.

I don’t understand what makes these drivers to drive at very high or very slow speed but not at an intermediate speed. I saw the speed dial and the indicator was showing 50 km/hr...

Bhaiya thoda teej chala lo muzhe 5.30 pe CP pahunchna hai

Are hume bhi to jaldi hai, dusari duty pakadni hai, ab ese mai koi chalan katwata hai kya

Are yaar muzh se lelena chalan

Aur jo time wast hoga

“b*** mara b******” I thought

With my gloomy mood and “ain’t no sunshine” face I waited and slept and woke again and see its 5.40 and we are at Dwarika Modh. It’s the height of driving slow man. Somehow with desperate heart, frustration, anger I reached CP. But why they haven’t called me...they must not be having any tickets otherwise they could not let me come so easily.

Geet kaha hai

Psssst...mai hall ke andar hoon entrence pe se ticket le le

Ok done...bhiya kitna hua

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Looo, I don’t have enough money, but don’t worry man I do have my debit card, when the hell on earth I am gonna spent my account money?.......hello where is my debit card? I forget my card at home....

Only option left is to take money from SBI card....but see the SBI ATM is closed, so as the Bank of Maharashtra and on and on....coming back to other side...city bank....Rs.500...paid the driver...rushed to hall....About to enter the hall ki:-

aaye bhiya ye bag nahi le ja sakte

yaar mere dosto ne ticket choda hai aur meri movie ki kahe baja rahe ho

nahi bhiya keh diya to keh diya

achha aur kya kar sakte hai

road paar ek paan wala hai who rakhta hai

ok

Crossed the road and asked every dirty looking shops and paan wala but no one is interested to take my bag....came back again and entered a shop and asked

Uncle kya mai apna bag yaha rakh sakta hoon

Huge swings of his god damn head indicating no...

dekho pehle to tumhe apna bag kisi ke pass nahi chodna chahiye, doosari baat yaha ki police na saaf mana kiya hai aur hum dono ki safety to ho gai ab by chance kuch bhi......

I remembered jub we met and the answer Kareena gave to station keeper “aap jo keh rahe hai who muft hai ya paise charge karte hai....kyunki chillad nahi hai mere pass” but I did’t said anything.

What should I do? Oh hi have a friend sanjeev working in CP and as far as I know he work very late in office and luckily his office is around the corner. I entered his office and asked an aged person

Kya mai sanjeev se baat kar sakta hoon

Sanjeev nahi hai beta... actually the company has been closed

Suddenly my phone start ringing and Geet spoke from other side:-

abe kya kar raha hai

yaar bag ke saath entry nahi hone de rahe

abe waha ek “luggage counter” hai waha rakh

Luggage counter? That guard didn’t tell me that? I came back to plaza and asked another guard

bhiya yaha koi luggage counter hai kya

nahi to

yaar mere dost ne abhi andar se kisi se pooch ke bataya hai

nahi hai

achha koi aur tareeka hai kya bag rakhne ka

haan sadak paar ek paan wala hai.......“teri mmmmmm” I thought

Yaar kaun sa paan wala waha koi paan wala nahi hai

Are sir samne to betha hai

Who sadak paar kar ke betha hai kya?

Are sir who wali sadak nahi ya wali

Yaar tum ise sadak bolte hoon?

After all I had arrangements for my luggage with half of the movie wasted and my friends standing outside hall to take me up.

Fine...leave it...enjoyed the remaining movie....and then they planned for a drink....and for that we need to rush to a pub where “Happy Hours” are going on...

Mai aur ranjit jate hai

Ok..ok..ok

We moved....reached the parking and loo Ranjit’s bike is gone...he called the police and asked a guard...and had a word and two with same guard....to hell with these guards....they had work of responsibility and they run for their life from responsibilities.....

We got an answer...the bike might have towed....we walked faster than running and after half an hour wasted we found his bike.

Now I have no money and since its being 8.30 all the shops are closing and this is the time when I remembered that my shoes are in bad condition and I need to buy a new pair today only as I have to attend am important meeting.

Ranjit tere pass kuch paise hai

Haan hai kya kaam hai

Joote lene hai

Chal

Again we walk like animals and reached Shree Leathers and guess what I am wearing Shree Leathers shoes, in very bad condition, do I need to buy same brand again?

Liberty show room? We got one and then we found the price to high for us...

9 PM and I am walking in CP with none of my purpose being solved and guess what I have to sleep as soon as possible otherwise it will be very hard to get up early for the OFFICE.