Departure of Bapuji,Opium Rice,Bathroom muzic,Akshi calling....

I am so happy today. Royal Bengal Tiger is going back to his den. That is my father is going back to Mumbai. After a week of hassle I am free now…I cant express how happy I was to see Rajdhani speed away from Nizammudin station. It took me two full days to clean my room. After lot of jhanjat and mehnat everything was in place. I hid all my music CDs and porn magazines, remove all the posters from wall…after lot hardship I was very happy at my hard work just hours before my fathers arrival I rechecked everything in room. “Sab cheez thikane pe laga diya. Ab bapu ko lene chalte hain”(everything is in place now. Lets go to pick father). At that moment bhabhiji(Mrs Sharma, my landlady) happened to come and saw my room. She told” Arre Abhishek, ghar khali kar ke jaa rahe ho kya”
I told” Nahin bhabhi aaj Dad aa rahe hain is liye saari safai ki hai”.
“Oh ok, wohi main soch rahi thi Abhishek sudhar kasie gaya”.
My dad was at my place for a week and it was too tiresome for me. ..My life was hell this week. I used to get up at wee hour(that’s 7 O clock) ;start brushing my teeth and prepare morning tea. In my CD player bhajans aarti were played from the CDs that I borrowed from Sharmaji.

Now he is gone!!!
Now I am again free. I can sleep now again up to 11 AM, eat noodles, party at home with friends, no keeping clothes in cupboard, washing plates, cooking…now I will sleep with Madonna and wake up with metallica.

Yesterday I went toSubrata’s home in Gurgaon. It was so hot in Delhi yesterday. Till I reached her home my brain was cooked like an egg. We discussed there about our clients on whom we were slowly losing grip. She told me that her meeting with companies in Mumbai was very good and soon we will be getting more clients for our software. Whenever I go to Subrata’s home I get something new to eat….usually traditional Bengali food…. After our discussion I sat to eat with his Father in law, son and Subrata herself. While eating I liked the vegetable of Potato. She told that it is seasoned with opium ie ganja..I was shocked. “ Subrata you have put ganja in it”. She laughed and told ”Abhishek dont worry I am not intoxicating you. Its our traditional food. Bengalis season vegetables with opium.” That was really new to me.

Today I did a great thing. I have attached my music system in bathroom. That was idea of my friend Viral Ponda which I aped. And its really fun taking bath with music on. That is the reason for myself taking bath 3 times today also the other reason being the unbearable heat. The first song to play in the system was the toilet song “Jhalak Dikhlaja” which Himesh Reshamiya wrote while her girl friend was taking bath.lol
I have started preparing food at home. Thanks to my sweet father. Whole week he gave me training to cook Dal and chawal. Today I cooked Capsicum and ate it with rice. I had cooked too much and it was cooked well as result I ended up eating more than I am accustomed to. It feels so good to eat the food you yourself have prepared.
After eating food I had not any energy left to stand up and went to lay on bed. At that moment I had a missed call on my cell. I did not care. Then again missed call came. This is one of the things that I hate the most. Yaar why you have to give a missed call to a person? Just call a person if you need to talk. Again I had one more missed call…this was the third one. I thought some one must be in problem. I got up and looked at the number. I called back. Following was the conversation….the one in italics is what I thought.

Me: Hello
Caller: heeeheeee….(a girls voice)
Kaun hai yaar ghode ki aawaz mein
Me : Kaun hai bhai…
Caller : main bhai nahin hoon…
Me: toh kaun ho yaar
Caller : hehehe…main Akshi….hehehehe
Arre yaar itni raat
Me: Hi Akshi after so many days…Tu Zinda hai.Mujh ko to laga tha tu….
Akshi: hehehe…..nahin main mar gayi hoon. Yeh mera bhoot hai.
thankgod
Me: bhootji itne raat ko kyon yaad kiya?
yawn
Akshi: Pune kab aa rahe ho ?
Kaam dhanda nahin hai kya mujhe ?
Me : Nahin yaar I wont be able to come to Pune now. Actually my stay in Mumbai is cancelled therefore the visit to Pune also.
l I can think on it again if you will pay for my visit and stay there…
Akshi: Thik hai…this is my new number save kar lo …bye..I may come to delhi and you have to pay for my Visit and stay.
arre mera dialogue Yeh kya hai yaar
Me : thik hai yaar.

She cut the phone with her patented trade mark giggle. Well that’s one of the many things that I like in her.
Its after a long time some friend had remembered me. Nahin to mujhe yaad hi kaun karta hai.
My plans to stay in Mumbai for summers is totally ruined. I have to be in Delhi for being cooked like summer loo. Its already so hot and people say that the real heat is yet to come. I thought of swimmimng this whole summers…but the hell theres no swimming pool in this part of delhi.
Waise bhi yahan peene ko paani nahin hai….swimming ke liye khak paani ho ga. But theres a big gutter(actually its Yamuna river) behind our society. I may try that….anything to keep myself cool.