Stomach's Hot Date
(Give the plot a shot with emotions!😂😂
Try to speak along you read - you would laugh, hope so)
Try to speak along you read - you would laugh, hope so)
"I can't be happier," exclaimed Savvy.
"Well technically, you can be - at a spiritual level, the thing that I ...Wait a minute! You going out with her?" asked I.
"Yup!" he smirked.
"No man! You went out with that girl, two weeks ago, right?" He nodded. I continued "And you go out with this other girl last week, and again with the girl, whom you just met yesterday, you are taking her to a date, I mean, a dinner-date? You gotta be kidding me!" I simply thumped myself on my bed.
"We are just friends!"
"Don't give that damn reason to me, ok? You were this revered Savvy last year, when did you become a player, huh?" I had mixed emotions going on. I was sad (my last date was a month ago, and I came to an agreement with her that there would be no more dining together), I was happy (my roommate is a player, looking forward to a number of girls on the Hall Day), I was angry (three girls? Not fair at all, come on God - show some damn Egalitarianism!)
"Ten minutes late, well I could charm that lateness" murmured Savvy, and with his charming attractive smile entered the restaurant. Having no other job, I sort of followed him (well, actually he invited me, and we had a microphone to talk even!) - he took the girl to an Air-conditioned one! He had never given us a treat in the night canteen even.
I peeped inside through the glass. I cleared the resting area beneath the glass portion, parallel to their table. I could see them quite clearly - the girl was beautiful, and they both kind of suit each other. Ironically, though knowing the future, I hoped that this time, this should work out for him.
Taking you all to one conversation, same day, morning.
"So late?" I asked
"I don't know - constipation" said he.
"You have a fluent release since I know you - we have so much hope on ya!" tried to take out a laugh from his side.
"Be serious man, I had never suffered from this issue since 5th grade. And now in the sophomore year - can never believe it!" said he with a disgusting tone.
"I have some medicines - wanna try them, always effective on me." asked I feeling the gravity of the situation.
"Thanks" And he took the medicine.
THE BEST PART IS THAT DAMN MEDICINE WORKED OUT PERFECTLY, AND COMPLETELY GAVE A BOOSTER TO HIM THE SAME NIGHT - HE WOULD NEVER FORGET IT😂
I was seating there - enjoying observing them chatting with each other. Suddenly, I mark the facial expression of him changing as if trying to control something. He squeezed his stomach, and I could hear - 'Oh! Too hot'
'What did you say?' asked the girl.
'Is the AC on?'
'Why so?'
'You are way too hot' - out of no-where?! After talking five minutes with the fine lady, you say such crap, the lady was awestruck for a minute, and then laughed.
'I checked your bio somewhere - and if I remember correctly, you had written, "Did you just fart? Cause I was blown away by ya!" ' said she and I couldn't resist my laughter. I don't know what the people outside the restaurant would be thinking, by seeing a guy - randomly laughing!
But he didn't smile - he had a very painful expression on his face.
'If you want to use the toilet, then you can, she would not be offended.' said I over the Kerio (our secret name for the microphone)
'God, that's not the issue' he whispered.
'You talking to someone?' asked she.
'No random whispers!' he replied.
'Then what the hell is that weird look on your face - you are holding your stomach too' asked she.
'God damn! Your medicine worked' shouted he.
I couldn't resist a burst of laughter and all those strangers outside the restaurant would have till now classified me as a mad, quite confident - because ten minutes later, some random guy comes and asks, 'Do you know your way back home? Or is it your ex- inside the restaurant?'
'Then go to pay the washroom a visit - you are fast in that department, and your charm is enough to keep her seated here.' said I.
He asked for an excuse to use the washroom and returned within four minutes - 'quite fast dear' mocked I.
'Yeah, I had to' and he took the seat.
Five minutes passed. They were talking normal, the waiter came to provide the lemonade.
'Sir do you want pepper?' asked the waiter.
'Can you please excuse me?'
He started walking off towards the washroom again.
'God damn it! Not again.' He came back in five minutes this time.
Five more minutes passed. He smashed the table with his fist, 'For goodness sake - make this the last!'
'Enjoying your date, Mr. Player?' I was laughing the whole time!
'You meet me back in the room - I am gonna curse you and your damn medicine'
'I am sorry to inform you, but your lady, she is going to leave'
'I am coming, somehow keep her seated'
'The waiter is doing a good job for you, Monsieur!'
He returned after five minutes. And as soon as he returned - 'Damn it! Not again' murmured he in anger.
'Sorry, I seem to have developed some complications, can we meet some other night?' Thank god, he hadn't ordered food.
'Yeah sure, will you drop me off, or ... ?'
'Please go alone, I have some talking with the waiter'
'Is everything okay?' asked she
'Can't say - I have to curse a lot of things but don't worry, everything would be fine. Please leave ASAP!' replied he in a lot of hurry.
'You have some talking to do with the waiter?' asked I over Kerio.
'You piece of shit - what medicine was that?' he shouted over the Kerio from the washroom.
Some silence. 'I repeat, you gave that to me knowingly, right? You knew I had a dinner date tonight!'
Again some silence. 'You answer, or I am throwing your things out of the room'
'Shh! I am with the lady. I will ensure that next time its a friend to friend on a dinner, rather than a dinner date' I switched off Kerio. We were walking towards the park - fifty meters away from the restaurant. (Adjacent is the picture for the inner child of Savvy - realizing everything that just happened with him!)
'Nah! Just some fly buzzing' said I. Looked at her, gave a smile, a beautiful creation was holding my hands. Mission Accomplished. Tit for Tat.
'You don't mess around with Jim' smirked I.
- Siba Smarak Panigrahi
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