Had just finished my shower and I was spraying the deodorant more than enough, thinking same could happen like on those adds at a level of stupidity. My phone rang with an annoying ring tone which my friend changed just a day before and I was lazy to change it too, Picked the call from Anuj one of my buddy and asked if I would come to Shantinagar café where I was going eventually and hanged up the phone with some gratuity words which most of the friends do on regular basis.
With messed up hair, jeans and a black colored t-shirt, I was searching for my scooter keys, yelling “Mom, where are my keys “. “ Here it is “. It was at my computer table starring at me all the time while I was searching for it under the bed and carpet.
Grabbed the keys, purse, bluebook, and helmet; rushed without my license which I lost almost a year ago. Damn, that scooter always takes time to start which annoyed me every time I was going somewhere. With some effort I managed to start my beloved, actually I love her, not much, but yes I do, mine lovely scooter and rushed to the café. Passing some signals and traffics’ I reached there within 15 minutes.
Anuj, mine buddy, not tall and not too short, was waiting eagerly with a cigarette on his right hand and a cup of tea on the other, taking a ship welcomed again with those gratuity words and I replied him with some more gratuity.
“Aunty, a cup of tea, and a cigarette” I said. Anuj gave me a cigarette which my lungs were asking from the time I woke up. Lit it up and inhaled a puff which made me feel better. “Hey I have 2 rolled joints” said Anuj. Was just about to ask where were our guys, I was stoned with those words. .
“Yes, but where” I said.
Anuj: “Back on the yard we shall, mixed with poland”
Now I was excited. Oh yes I could get high all day now.
Me: “wait for others”
Anuj : “ Not enough “
We went back on the yard, a local ground where some boys were playing football and posing skills as if they were Bekham or Ronaldo, The great footballers of our time, for me I must say.
He lit it up, and I could smell it, I knew it was some good shit. Passed me I went through a long puff and inhaled it. At third round I was getting high. Just smoked it fast enough, coz the cops were monitoring the area particularly due to lot of stoners .We finished it and got back to the café.
Yogi and Ashu had just reached. Particularly these guys smoke a lot of cigarette than any other in our group circle. As expected both with a cigarette on their hands were smoking it like they had not smoked it for a month or more. “Hey dog fuckers” yogi said. This circle never greets anyone with wise words.
“Aunty, 4 cups of milk tea, and two with extra sugar” Anuj asked. Guys do that. Whenever they are high they go to some sweet things and tea with some extra sugar could make us even higher. I don’t know it’s a science or just a false thing, but most of we do that after some puff of rolled joints. Tea was served and we started to drink it with, obviously a cigarette in each ones hand. Basically we sit at the café, drink tea, smoke cigarettes and pull each other legs with some interesting conversation.
“Hey look there” yogi said, who was sitting a little far from me, near the case of used drink bottles.
Near him Anuj and Ashu added more “Fuck, she looks hot “
Oh I forgot, that was one regular activity we do sitting on the café. Each time a girl passes by we give her with all the generosity in the world a good compliment and my friend Anuj comments on it.
“ Tanab, look at her” Ashu said. I was getting high and high and those words faded away just in between. I didn’t care. Actually, other time I was the one who mocked a girl first of all. But today I was not in the mood for those silly stuffs. As they were talking about the girl, suddenly there was a pause, a moment of silence .
With a sip of extra sugared tea and curiosity about what might have happened I looked outside, and in walked a beautiful lady into the café. Skinny white colored grunge pant, burgundy colored half boots, black t-shirt and a black ray ban which perfectly fit on her.
Now, I knew the reason for silence. A girl with white complexion, approx 5’6” tall, smooth sparkling black hair, two lovely ear rings, lovely red glossed lips, a thin gold chain round her neck, and half the cleavage shown with her unmatchable may be 36 sized breasts. People imagine for those kinds of girls and one was right in front of me. She sat down on the bench with her friend whom I didn’t even notice before and didn’t notice after that. I looked at my buddies, eyes wide open, and they were peeking time to time at her with those 180 degree angled eyes.
“Aunty, Two cup of coffee a milk and a black one” Ordered her friend.
I knew the milk one was for her friend and the black one for her. A well figured lady; I have never seen drinking milk tea. Removed her ray ban, her black brown beautiful eyes with not long not short eyebrows , a thin layered kajal , and blue twinkling mascara , I was more stunned than stoned.
Now I had to talk to her. I should find a way; I started thinking all the possibility in the world how I should use the word to say hi to her?
Cam e the two cups of hot coffee. The café was a bit small. Tea table was little far from the bench, so she had to come close towards me; I mean the tea table for comfort. Happened the same way, I had a smile on my face when she came close. Suddenly our knees meet, when she sat nearby to me. May be she felt uncomfortable and quickly removed her legs, but I didn’t, hoping same could occur and our knees could meet once again.
“Please can u stop smoking? “A voice came with some coughs due to the smoke.
I looked like I was looking her for the 1st time with innocence; she even didn’t know I already gazed upon her from top to bottom.
Right then our eyes met, I smiled at her and crushed the cigarette on ash tray with some heroic like this was the last time I will ever smoke. She blinked her two eyes slowly, thanking me. My world stopped for the moment she closed her eyes and opened it.
“Ha-ha, what will girls do if they get a husband who smokes” why in this earth I just said that. I wanted to impress her and made a filthy comment instead. What the fuck was wrong with me. She stared at me and squeezed her face. I could see dimple right at above the cheeks when she did that. Oh my goodness, the comment I made her look even more beautiful.
“I shall never do that” she replied. Okay, now she was interested in conversation with me.
“Earth is round, what if I was meant to be yours …………” I paused. 2ndtime I chose a cheap line and embarrassed myself. The weed was making me nonsense, I guess.
She smiled back. Now this is the one thing girl should never do to boys. That smile inserts hope on us, It makes us think about her all day finding the reason behind the smile and finally kills us.
“You don’t look, but words sound flirty” removing her hair from the face she said. Oh dear, that was the same thing I was trying to do. Impress u with some pick up lines.
I smiled back and said “Do u like flirty guys”. I hit a chance there.
“Not exactly” She replied. Exactly, that word meant a lot to me. That is not a denial. A ray of hope stands there.
With a ship of coffee she asked “Do u sit her all day smoking cigarettes?”
Now I was in two minds, what should I say? Saying yes definitely wouldn’t impress her and she has been looking me smoke cigarettes after cigarettes, so no wasn’t option either.
I replied “I come here sometimes to meet my friends” I even could complete the sentence my friend were introducing them, boys always and always looking for a chance to sneak.
“Yogendra” said yogi.
I quickly did my best” and he’s Anuj, Ashutosh , yogi ,oh he introduced you “
“Hi” she replied
“Hi” comes loud voice of three dogs watering their mouth to grab the meat at any chance.
“I am the single one. These guys have beautiful girlfriends” I said, I just tried to become extra clever so that the door for those is to be closed and opened for me, only me
She smiled back. Now, she was into me too. That smile of lady I have been there few times in my life and I knew it.
She took the last sip of the coffee and placed the empty cup right beside me. It was time to go, her friend had already finished the coffee quiet time ago and paid the bill. Suddenly I was in a middle of tornado. The waves and air was hitting me hard as she was in the verge of leaving the café. I was about to ask her name, she stood up and said “Nice to meet u, have a good day all of u “She looked at me at waved her hands saying bye. I didn’t say anything besides waving my hand. I wanted her to be there and talk to me for some more time so that I could get her name and number.
She stood at the leaving point for some time, maybe she wanted me to ask for a moment with me. That was the way I felt seeing her standing there. I was just looking at her from back to turn around and say something. Oh my god, she had nice butts. May be those tight jeans showed it even better. With the worry about her leaving I was starring at her butts for sometimes. As I was about to say something to her Yogi cried” What are u starring at?” It made me nervous, my face turned red, ear got hot I felt a pinch of guiltiness for my pervert behavior. I shook my head down closed my eyes and didn’t even dare to look at her thinking what if she turned around knowing my disgrace.
Bipin asked “ tanab, what is wrong with u “. Where did Bipin arrive from? Arpan next to him was drinking a black tea with some furious looks. Where did he come from? There were just four of us, and suddenly café was filled with our local group. I looked at the door, where was she, I looked at the tea table, where were the cups. A cold air flowed through me. My heart went cold. I was sweating in spite of those feelings.
“U look tired, weed is hitting u hard “said Anuj.
What did just happen to me, day dream or hallucination?