“Believe It Or Not”

​”Oh no, sorry. I’m— I am really sorry. I didn’t see you, ma’am. I was absolutely inattentive. Wait, let me pick your things up.”

-“Oh, no that’s fine. That is totally fine. But one should not be this unmindful while on the streets.”
“Yes, I know. I am sorry. Oh, what have you got here, a Raytheon 8-TP-1?; the second transistor radio in the history. What are you doing with this in 2017?
-“Yes, sir. It is.”
“Oh look there, I have damaged it. Let me be a little good to you. Please let me take care of it. I will pay for it.”
-“No need. Absolutely. It was a very old model anyway. I would’ve anyway disposed of it in a few days.”
“But it was the limited edition of Raytheon 8-TP-1, and I insist. Please let me wash my transgress. Please.”
-“There was no need. But if you plead. Okay. Go ahead.”
“I don’t think I’ll find a repairing shop in here. These days, they only take up advanced gadgets. But I will somehow manage to repair it for you.”
-“I suppose, these shops will take up this thing. Times have not changed that much. Obviously you won’t believe, but there are some parts where these radios still prevail.”
“Oh there, there. That’s the shop. Let’s go.”
-“Yeah, let’s see.”
“What? Two hours? On this old fashioned model? Are you people even aware of today’s world?”
-“Okay Mister. Let them do their job. We’ll spend some time outside. I was free anyway.”
“So was I. But. Okay. Never mind.”

_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _

-“So, I got the radio from my dad. He is— was a doctor.”

“Oh I’m sorry.”
-“No, that’s okay. That’s fine. I feel redundant now. I feel unimportant now. No one asks me. No one cares. Every one is busy. I wish I could be important. I wish I had people to talk to. I wish. I have no relevance in anyone’s life.”
“Wouldn’t it be great, if man could go back in time? And, and redo the things the right way. And complete the unfinished. And undo mistakes. And learn to be valuable and important. And when we got the slightest clue that we are gonna die, could go back to the start and relive every moment?”
-“That’d be great. Who knows that better than I do? But, let’s not talk about dying now.”
“Oh, I am sorry about your dad.”
-“No, not that.”
-“I’ll tell you later.”

_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _

“Oh that’s handsomely done. Thanks man. The job is done. Thanks. Where’s the bill? Oh. Okay. Keep the change.”

-“Yes, it’s done. And thank you, Russel. You’ve been kind.”
“I am like this. I don’t hesitate to help a pretty lady, haha.”
-“Pshhhh. That’s enough flirting for today. Now go home. And be attentive, please. Goodnight.”
“Oh yes, Tris. I know. Haha. Goodnight. But.”
“It would be nice if we exchange our digits. Who’s to say what goes wrong with the radio again. I mean, just in case it does.”
-“You are flirtatious, damn. Take it. 226-9777. And bye. Goodnight, haha”.
“Thanks, Tris. Good night. Take care. Bye.”

_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _

“226-9777. Hey it’s been almost two weeks since we last met. Let’s meet up. What say, Tris?”

-“Yeah, sure. Have you been missing me? Oh thank you, thank you. I didn’t miss you, haha.”
“Yeah. Good joke. Now tell me when to meet, and what to do.”
-“Let’s go out tomorrow. Watch a movie. Eat and be back.”

_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _

“So, how was the movie?”

-“Not bad. The villain was hot.”
“So, here we come to the Lower Circular Road Cemetery. Want to go in?”
-“Nope. It’s late. It’s closed anyway. ”
“We’ll go in. Have faith in me. I have ways.”
-“Yeah, and then get jailed?”
“I said, have faith in me.”
-“Why are you so desperate to visit the cemetery at this point in time?”
“I have always had a dream of seeing a spirit. A supernatural being. Woohoo. Goosebumps.”
-“They don’t show themselves to just anyone. But, okay, this is the matter. Bunk this for tonight. We’ll meet tomorrow and visit an allegedly haunted cemetery.”
“Right in the feels. Damn. Which one, by the way, Tris?”
-“Just a few minutes from this place. South Park Street cemetery. I’ll show you what it’s like. After that, do not complain. Okay?”
“SURE. SURE. SURE. Wow. At last.”

_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _

“Yes. So it’s already evening. Tonight, I’m going to experience what I have always craved for. And, Tris, I love you so much, I think. And I am gonna confess this to you this night. But first, let me call you.”
“Hey there, Tris. When are we gonna meet tonight?”
-“Uhm, I think at 8:45? If it’s too late, we’ll meet tomorrow. And I’ll be going to some place for some days. We can do this after I return, maybe?”
“What? No. Please. It’s important. I have to tell you something. Don’t go anywhere now. Please. Let’s meet today.”
-“Okay, let’s meet. If you insist so much.”
“Oh Tris, you’re great.”
-“Stop buttering, man. By the way, I have something to ask.”
“Go ahead, girl.”
-“Do you believe in afterlife?”
“Uhm, yes. That’s why we are gonna go tonight, I guess? And by the way, do you?”

“Do you?”
“Hey Tris, are you there? On the line?”

—Dial *123*45# to leave a voice message. The person you’re trying to reach is not picking up your call at the moment.
“Oh, you must be on your way then. Let’s go to Park Street. It’s almost time.”

_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _

“What shit? It’s been almost an hour and Tris hasn’t come yet. Where the heck is she? Bunk it. Let’s go back.”

_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _


—This number doesn’t exist.
“What? What the hell?”
—This number doesn’t exist.
“What is happening? I called you a few hours ago, and it was there. You broke me, Tris. You lied to me. You never wanted to come tonight. But you could have said that. And maybe you’ve gone to the place which you were talking about. You broke me, Tris. You hurt me. Wait, let me check the bill of the radio if there’s any other number of yours given there.”
—Issued in the name of Beatrice Hayden.
Raytheon 8-TP-1.
Dues- Rs. 0
Amount paid
Dated: 20th Feb, 1961.


Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )


Connecting to %s