The power of bieng single.

Its a story of 5 friends. Sat, Gabbar, Rashi, Divya and I.

Gabbar and Divya are in love with each other. Gabbar is like a bro. With the perfect attitude. Divya is a bit of immature but a sweet friend. Sat is a dear friend. Rashi is an innocent sweet intelligent with the highest CGPA amongst the batch tag.


‘Oye Wake up. Wake up... We gotta leave! A Feminine voice pierced my ear band.

‘Gotta go? Where? Do we know each other? I questioned while I rubbed my eyes.

‘Oh Kamine.. @#$#@W##$# Stop this bloody drama and get up. Another voice came from behind.

‘Easy People... Easy. I Replied

Hearing all those wise n gud words early morning will makes a good day. This reminded me the good old hostel days.

‘Do you want me to wear up the pants or no? I replied fumingly

‘Pants or no pants, 2 minutes is all you have. They said and left the room to sip a cup of tea.

‘This bloody alarm ditched me. I complained to myself in the mirror.

Leaving besides all the morning ablutions. I equipped myself with 2 sweaters, 1 jacket, shoes, jeans and a sandwich. Ofcos with a a few sprays of Deodorant

‘Godamnit. It’s still dark. I moaned while I came out

‘Sat nodded while Gabbar gave a hard look. Divya and Rashi waved a hi5 to me.

‘Champii enjoy the drive. Gabbar said as he threw the keys of the sexy endeavour from the next end of the door.

‘NO.NO.NO I wont. I wont. Lekin mai.. Ok Ok . If you want me to ram the precious SUV in a truck or In case you want me to shove off any scooter wallah, then its fine... I’ll drive. I complained as Rashi stared innocently with her big broad eyes..

‘Ram in where ever you want to... Shove off who so ever you want to. Gabbar amused..

‘Fine. No issues. I said as I rubbed the eyes repeatedly.

Gabbar sat in front seat and rest of three at the rear seat.

‘Play some English hip hop no. A voice came from back after a while.

‘English tracks at this point n time? I objected

‘What’s the issue with the English numbers? Gabbar interrupted

‘Can’t you stop subscribing to whatever she says? I said as Divya winked at me.

‘C’mon champii what’s the point in debating. Just a matter of 2 minutes, she’ll fall asleep. Gabbar said in my ears like a perfect joru ka gulam

We all zeroed to the legendry Enrique..

‘You steer the wheel like a perfectionist. Gabbar uttered after a silence of 1 hour

‘Oh really, I didn’t know that? I smirked

By 6.30 we were at Murthal, where we took a halt for breakfast.

‘Are we at Murthal? Sat questioned while cleaning up his dried saliva which came out while snoring.

‘Yes. His highness. I responded.

Divya and Rashi did not even come for breakfast since they were busy snoring.

‘Fuck man. Look at the rush. Sat said while he gave a kinky look at a lady in her early 30’s.

Avoid Bhe@####.. pitvaana hai kya? Gabbar said

‘Control your emotions sat, you are with your Girl. I said

‘I know. I know. Sat replied while giving a straight face to us.

‘Sat did anyone tell you that you can snore in 50 different ways? Gabbar questioned while he looked for a place to sit.

‘Yes. My boss at IBM once said while on trip to Goa. Sat giggled.

‘Don’t tell me you slept with your boss. I said and we all laughed.

‘Very funny. Sat grinned

Being a very caring friend I asked Sat to get Parontha’s packed for the ladies snoring inside the gigantic ford endeavour

30 minutes later..

‘Let me drive now. Sat said

‘Ok great. I smiled.

By the time we started to move from Murthal ladies also woke up

‘So jao so jao deviyon.. its still 7.15 and dark too . I said in a sarcastic way.

Where are we? Rashi questioned while tagging her silky long hair with a cotton rubber.

32 degrees Longitude. 45.5 Degrees Latitude of North. 2300 meters above the sea level. I replied.

She rolled on the seat laughing. Rashi has a habit of laughing like a mad on poorest of the poor joke. Guess that’s the reason why Sat and Rashi are still together.

‘You were supposed to ram the car in a track.. Right? Divya questioned and chuckled.

‘Earlier I was planning to.. Anyway forget it. I changed the topic

‘Hey!! We’ll stop at Chandigarh 17 market for shopping. Divya suddenly spranged from her seat while she saw the milestone indicating Chandigarh 150 kms.

Everyone nodded including me

Whole day went in shopping later we went to my buaji’s place. I called up them in advance so as to let them know that we 5 are coming over.

Which’s the best disc nearby? Sat asked my cousin Amit.

C’mon Sat we all are tired.. We’ll take rest. We interrupted.

2 hours passed and the girls were still running in circles so as to avoid Boski The dog.( a cute lab )

Are the 2 couples married? Buaji questioned

No. Why? I said

Oh Buaji Don’t take it otherwise, they are formally engaged. I lied

Oh.. ! Buaji said it unconvincingly.

After 2 hrs...

‘That’s all for me. Burp. I won’t take more. Sat said as he was down with 5 pegs of rum.

‘You go sleep then. Gabbar said as he was confident of gulping another bottle.

‘You guys carry on. I’ll catch you later. I said while I picked up a few peanuts from the plate.

While in another room the ladies were busy watching TV and comforting in nicely tucked quilt.

What’s happening? I said.

Bhabhiji is really intresting. Rashi Said.

Yes, for sure she is. I replied.

You also started talking alcohol? Divya questioned while sipping tea

‘No. I said with a puff of air towards divya.

‘Yuck, you had onions. Divya said with a gesture of puking.

Why don’t you take them outside? Bhabhi expressed.

‘They are tired. I said.

‘Who is tired out here? Rashi said.

‘Count me out. Goodnight. Divya rejected

You sure you want to go? I questioned

I’m game for it. Rashi Replied with a beam in her eyes.

‘Does any one want to come along, we are going outside. I asked the member of the bachelors party.

‘Yes. Yes Yes. Iiii. Sat willingly answered

‘Ohhh Piyakkad. Take the quilt n sleep. Gabbar said as he picked up another cashew.

‘You guys carry on. Cousin replied.

You want Car or Bike? I questioned to Rashi

‘Lets walk down. She replied

‘You should also have a girl friend now.. I mean doesn’t it feel bad alone? Rashi so innocently asked while I buy her a cone of icecream.

Really? Tell me whom should I propose to? I pointed towards the bunch of gurls who were passing near by.

‘I’m serious. She said with the seriousness in her eyes.

Oh Rashi.. Sho sweet you are. Sat is really lucky. I said.

For the next 10-15 mins we did not talk to each other..

Is Sat loyal to me? I questioned me with the misty eyes

C’mon Rashi.. yeh kaisa question hai...Of cos he is serious? I replied while looking at my jacket button.

‘Oh really? She replied with her both eyebrows and voice raised

‘Yes. I fumbled

I thought we all were good friends first and your friend’s girlfriend after. She said in a raised voice

We sat on a bench. For the next 10 minutes or so we did not talk to each other.

‘Is he loyal to me? She asked again while looking at her reddish palms.

C’mon Rashi what has happened to you? I questioned

‘You know what Vicky.. I got your answer.. had he been loyal to me.. You wud have said a yes in a sec. She said disappointingly

Popcorns? I asked

‘Thank you so much.. I don’t eat anything offered by strangers. She angrily replied.

‘You are over reacting Rashi, there is nothing to be discussed. I reacted

‘Oh really? Then what the fuck was he telling me after 5 pegs. She stated

I have never seen Rashi is such a mental state. Though I cud have expected this out of Divya.

‘What did he say? I questioned

‘Never mind. He is a bloody dog. She said and started pacing her steps

Though I never intended to disclose the personal things between me and Sat with Rashi... But the moment I saw tears in her eyes... I cudnt control myself and we talked about the same for an hour or so. After all she is a good and innocent friend of mine. Though I was able to convince her that he indeed loves you. I knew I lied to Rashi

‘Thanks Vicky. She said while she gave me a hug in public.

‘But he loves you. I smiled.

‘We will be home in another 5 mins. Dont worry. I said as I answered the call.

By the time we reached home...everybody including Gabbar was busy snoring.

Coffee? I asked Rashi and Bhabhi.

‘I’ll get it. Bhabhi interrupted

We did not utter a word that night.

It’s late... Let’s disperse. I said while I folded the newspaper.

5 hours later...

‘Bhabhi, get me a saridon. Gabbar aksed bhabhi while his hangover was talking its toll.

Where is sat? I asked..

‘There in the quilt. Cousin said while passing by with a tooth brush in hand.

Rashi was at the terrace with a cup of tea in hand.. and Her Highness Divya was right in the front of mirror adjusting her mascara.

Morning Dibbie! You must have had a gud sleep. I asked Divya

She smiled and nodded. While she was busy adjusting her earrings. She looked cute with her dimpled cheeks.

You are looking good. I complimented Divya.

‘As always dude... As always. She smiled.

‘We would be leaving in another 1 hour. I explained

She didn’t hear me as she was busy adjusting her earrings..

‘Rashi come down.. breakfast is ready. I yelled at the top of my voice from the veranda.

Is sat coming for breakfast? I asked gabbar

‘Leave that nerd.. Cannot even stand 5 peg s of rum. Gabbar giggled while the wrapper of saridon was still lying there.

Sat did not come for the breakfast and sat in the car with the quilt on. Breakfast was good as always. We all sat in the car. With Sat in the front seat while gabbar drove. While Rashi sat in the middle of us. .

Gabbar played pink flyod while the temperature soared high after dharampur.
Reached simla.. Checked in. 3 rooms. 2 for the lucky couples. And 1 for unlucky me

Rest will pen down..

Doctor! Doctor!

‘Gosh, Pain in the abdomen is increasing, that’s really serious.’ Isaid it sadly.

After gaining all the courage and valour I went to see a doctor, Dr. Bandhu.

‘Knock Knock!! Is the doc there?’ I asked to the nurse there who was in the early 40’s.

‘No. Didn’t you read the timings outside? She replied with a raised eyebrow.

‘Oh sorry! I said it, embarrassingly.

‘Anyway, what happened to you, you look absolutely fine? She asked.

‘I’ve a severe pain in the abdomen, I guess I have developed appendix.’ I replied with lowered eyes.

‘Appendix, at this age? She asked

‘I nodded. Does appendix have any particular age to develop? I quizzed...

‘I have no clue.’ She replied in her heavy madrasi accent.

‘Ok register yourself, once the doc is here, I will call you. She informed.

‘Name? She asked...

‘Desh Vijay Sharma. I replied.

She laughed as If I have said Vijay Dinanath Chauhan.

‘What’s yours? I quizzed

‘Lakshmi Onam Ottipuranaswamy. She said excitedly

I would be the first person apart from her husband who asked her name.

‘LOO would be the perfect acronym. I chuckled.

‘What? She asked angrily.

‘Nothing. Just a thought. I replied.

‘What thought?? She asked.

It felt as If now she along with the other nurses would tear me apart.

‘Nothing really. Is that water drinkable? I questioned.

‘Nah. She lied.

Meanwhile I browsed the magazines there. Which resembled quite the ones which lies undercover at the bus stands; flashed a south Indian lady showing her heavy cleavage and thunder thieghs at the cover page.

‘I sprang up from my seat.

For the next ten minutes I kept on thinking is the doc a Sexologist or a general Physician.

‘Since how long you are here, lakshmi aunty? I tried to break the ice.

‘Past 2 hours. She chuckled.

‘You must be kidding me. I replied.

‘I came back from Dubai in 2006. It has been 3 hears (Years) I’m with Dr. Bandhu.
She said while she laid heavy emphasis on Dubai.

‘Dubai is a great place. You must be aware of all the nooks and corner of that city. I questioned.

‘Yes. Yes. Yvery Yvery (Every Every). She answered back in pompous tone.
Oh great! Why did you come back then? I quizzed.

(Till now she was on cloud nine that someone was asking about her dubai’sh thing)
‘My husband lost his job. She reacted sadly.

In between all the talks doctor arrived in a hurry.
With his trouser tucked way above his belly button. His blazer appeared as if he wore the same on the graduating ceremony of MBBS. In short he resembled Viru Sehastrabuddhi aka Virus of 3 idiots.

‘What happened boy.’ He asked while he was busy tagging his green cloth on his face.
‘I’m not a swine FLU patient. I muttered.

What’s your name? The doc asked.

Desh Vijay Sharma. I said.

He saw me while he llifted his reading glasses as If he had his lost brother of the same name.

‘Interesting Name, Mr. Sharma. He smiled.

‘Yes, even my Grandfather felt the same. I replied.

I have a severe pain in the abdomen. I interrupted him in his talks.
Oh! Pain in the abdomen. He smirked...

‘Was there something to smirk.’ I asked to myself.

Do you take alcohol? He questioned.

No Sir, I don’t. I replied honestly

He looked towards me with his big green eyes as if he is the interrogator and I’m a terrorist.

‘Are you serious, you don’t take alcohol? He insisted

‘Do I look like a drunkard by face? I questioned.

‘No. No. No. Guys of your age prefer taking it. He smiled and stated.

‘Do you have a girlfriend? He asked with a lowered neck and his reading glasses on the tip of his nose.

The moment he asked me about girl friend a flash of the book with a south Indian lady with a heavy cleavage and thunder thighs came.

‘Excuse me. I said

‘Do you have a girlfriend, I asked.’ He repeated in his husky voice.

‘No. I don’t have. I confidently replied..

He again smirked, As if he was confident that I was lying.

‘Get one, then. He replied in more of an elderly brother’s tone.

‘But sir, my parents are looking a suitable bride for me. I’m not eligible for having a gal friend now; I guess I’m too old for it. I replied while I was busy fondling his paper weight.

By now our conversation turned quite frank and friendly.

‘Pain sir, in the abdomen, Pain. I regained the focus of the doc.

Took a good half n hour for ultrasound and all formalities.

‘Nothing is there, Desh. Stop worrying. He sounded like a school teacher.

‘Just that your lower abdomen nerves are a bit week and are contracted. He said.

Oh, Thank you doc thank you. I said while shaking hands.

Reminds me of the scene from the hindi movies where a man hand shakes the doc who delivered a baby boy for him..

‘Ok doctor see you. I said like a regular slang.

‘Never see me. He again sounded like an elder bro.

‘What’s the bill amount? I asked to the receptionist.

‘What’s your good name, sir? A beautiful girl in her early 30’s asked..

‘Vijay Dinanath Chauhan. I smirked n winked at her.

What??? She looked as if she felt offended.

She looked like one of the actresses who come in daily soaps and say “ Kya Kya Kya”

Desh Vijay Sharma. I replied with the straight face.

‘Hmmm... INR 1200 pls. She said.

While I was coming out of the clinic happily, I thought the gestures and jokes of the doctor (though sounded absurd) was the perfect way to relax me.

‘He is a good doctor. I smiled.

‘But the quality of the magazines at the clinic must improve. I laughed..