Thursday, December 8, 2011

Hangover 2


 (refer previous post for part1)

“I don’t wanna trouble you any more”, she softly said while zipping her bag. “Don’t be silly. Its midnight and not very safe here”, I took a position of a guardian. “Really.....how can I be safe with you?” , she looked in my eyes for the first time. Boy...she was looking stunning with a slight mascara on her brown eyes . “Well....”, for once the hangover seemed over, “ I only have vegetable diet on Tuesdays, so it’s your lucky day” I thought calling myself vegetarian would be a crime. “Haha.....” she broke into laughter. The line had worked it seemed. “So should we leave, I am feeling scared now myself”, I was coming in form now. She smiled and nodded.
“Where do you stay”, she shot the question as soon as I started the car. “Sec 15”, it was the time to come clean. “I never knew that is so near to sec 52” she said with a dash of sarcasm. “Well, it is not. I am staying tonight at friend’s place at 56” , I was ready for this one. “Friend or girl friend....” she asked while looking at her watch. “I don’t have any girl friend. I mean I broke up last year”, I don’t know why I gave that unnecessary explanation. “Oouch....” she said while raising her eye brows. I understood a new concept of driving a car with an eye, while other was constantly watching her.
 “By the way, I am Karan.....Karan Bedi”, I said while thinking how James Bond would introduce. “Latika Sharma”, she said while fiddling with her hair. “Interesting name” very cliché but mostly works. “Thanks..” it did. “So what you do Latika. Must be in college” girls prefer if you call them younger than their age. “Nice try....but I work with Sun Infosystems  at Cyber Park” she said with a smile, “What do you do”. “ I work with Bullshit”, I said proudly. “Wow....” she couldn’t control her laugh. “Bullshit is name of my company, its an Ad agency” for once I didn’t enjoy her laugh so much. “Ok... I am sorry”, her sustained laugh didn’t reflect her apology. “Do you often come so late” I asked while taking a right turn. “No, usually not. I missed the Office cab today. The auto I hired broke on the way...and then met with that...bastard” she brought her pink comb out of her bag. I chose to be silent for a moment to watch her playing with her long tresses. 
I switched on the radio “Abhi na jayo chhod ke, Dil abhi bhara Nahi..” it almost gave words to my feelings. “Take the next left, 3rd house” she almost ordered. I thought the roads had cramped tonight. “Just drop me here” I stopped the car. “It was nice meeting you” I wanted the conversation to last longer. “Same here” she opened the door...
(...to be continued) 

1 comment:

Firdous said...

Very well written...u certainly are v.good with words in order to express certain things :). Waiting for the nxt part as u've again created a sweet suspense by leaving it incomplete at a v.interesting point :)