South City Shopping Spree

After taking a short fiesta, at 3 pm I woke up stretched my arms, sat on the bed hanging my legs beside the corner of my cot. Thinking something without any thing at mind. Oh life is so boring yarrrrr.What should I do to make it enjoyable?

Dialed cell number 99325..., Hello, Anu kya kar raha hai re.

Ohhhh...Sala… Saturday ko bhi chain se sone nahin deta hai....Who are you man, he frowned on the cell phone .

Actually I called you to go to south city. Nah I am not interested, he replied.

Again dialed another number, I got more exasperating reply. Why are all behaving like this today?

Let me try another friend, he is so cool like elephant as his body also matched with it.

Hello Taklu... Kya kar raha hai re....

Saaale hi**a raha Hun, he voiced backed.
Come on yarrr, why are you bugging me,he fired again. I reminded him about the promise to go at South City.

Oh that is why you called me, Okay I will call you after half an hour, he replied.

No call till 2 hours passed away. He again fell into dream on his bed.

I thought, I should go somewhere at least to utilize the leisure time on Saturday. I went at Standard Chartered Bank to do some necessary banking proceedings. I saw my cell, it was 5.30 and bank was closed till then. Again dialed to mota [Taklu] and he gave consent to go at South City but at that moment, it was about to rain. After a few moments I got half wet as it was raining heavily. I caught a bus from PNB to YADAVPUR. The bus was full of wetted clothed passenger gossiping in Bengali. They can’t keep mum. Bad odour smells from everyone’s wet clothes. Suddenly one fatty woman came near, frowned at my face as if she wants to leave her anger caused by raining and settled on the seat beside me.Oh my God, Her sari was so stinking, and I turned my face left to see outside unwillingly. It was still raining but not so heavy. The weather was comfortable as it usually happens after all clouds fell down. Bus was moving ahead slowly, taking in of every passenger as they come near its way. Some kids were playing football in the ground .Birds were returning their wetted nest as it was just before twilight. Oh my cell is ringing. Surely it would be Taklu’s call.

Me: Hello

Taklu: Are kahan pe hai ?

Me: Pahuchne wala hun.Tu ??

Taklu:Bhak sala… mera ko time lagega.

Me: Kitna time lagega?

Taklu: May be 1 and half hour. Jaaamm mein funsaa hua hun…

Tu pahunchh jaa …main aata hun

Me: Thik hai.Enjoy your ride.

I reached at south city .Wow, it is good place. Lots of pretty girls enjoying, giggling, shopping with their friends. Oh I don’t have any one to even talk. So what? I am happy. In between Taklu’s bus was moving very slowly. He hails a taxi to reach soon. Finally after spending few extra bucks more as it is very annoying for him to invest a penny, he stepped down in front of South City Mall. We hugged with a big grin forgetting tiredness incurred after 2 hours of Kolkata’s bus journey. Then we started usual Bihari talks. He pointed out girls; See those girls…Hmm hot…

We came inside the Mall. What is this? Stage performance by many enthusiastic youngsters was making the crowd go wild. All were dancing crazily on hip hop. We stand on the first floor leaning forward keeping the hold of pipe. She was also dancing beside me, sometimes moving her eyes towards me. I kept myself busy looking at stage. Then one of her friend came and stood on the other side of her. Both were entertaining themselves keeping in mind that we are noticing both. Well nearly an hour spent and now performance has been put to end .We felt hungry .So we have decided to take something .We ordered some prepared items as I couldn’t recall exactly what was that and then sat nearby a beautiful couple who were busy making tryst. But our purpose was only to gaze that beautiful girl’s smile no matter what his boyfriend thinks about us. After a few minutes later one couple also sat nearby us who were like monster, trying to access our glance as we have been busy keeping our eyes constantly over the first couple. But we ignored letting them (especially girl) know that at least they should have good smile to attract someone’s transfixed gaze. What is this? Man! They rose up and moved to other seat where we can’t see them. No problem. I called the waiter to serve the dishes over that table. Now again we were closer to them .Her beau seemed to be irked but we were enjoying biting on items. That couple left the table. It is over now. Enough teasing.

Let’s walk around to gaze some more pretty girls. All have gone now after shopping. So Taklu, Can we head towards our room. He said yes, Lolly Jaan .He used to call me like this when he feels sad and angry. We came outside the mall and decided to walk few hundred meters to catch a bus. He started telling a story about a girl when he was at his home a few days before. How he fell into love with her and did everything that a man can do. Now he is in dilemma whether what happened was right or wrong. Feeling guilty and self-inflicted, I tried him to give some solace. I told him; take it easy, sometimes it happens. After all you didn’t make use of her; rather that was the outcome of mutual consent. He hugged me in return .I witnessed his eyes were telling everything that normally don’t use to be. I tickled on his cheek lightly, both of us laughed. Again we are backed in notorious mood. Hey… look at that sexy Girl…Hahaha…