Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to any incident or any person living or dead is purely coincidental.
She: I don’t want to talk to you.
>> He tried to control his laugh but wasn’t able to stop the signal from reaching the other end.
He: Why baby? What happened?
She: You’re laughing? Seriously?
>> He tries again to control. This time with a better result.
He: NO! Not at all. Tell me what happened.
She: I just don’t want to talk to you.
He: Please now! Tell me.
She: Forget it! Just…
He: (He just can’t stop the laughter) Is that why you called me? To ‘not’ talk to me?!
She: Bye. Sorry to disturb your laughter session!
>> She hangs up. He knows he’s in a bit of trouble now. He runs a query in his mind to find unique ways to say sorry while he dials her number and hears the phone ringing.
She: (Angry voice) What?
He: Nothing madam! Tell me what’s going on.
She: (Same angry voice) Your laughing session is over?
He: Yes… No… Sorry. I wasn’t laughing. Well, I was laughing but not at you. Not at all. Sorry! Please. What happened? Tell me.
She: You could have at least held my hand when I left the hospital. At least for a few seconds.
He: But you know, my parents and doctors were there and…
She: I know who was there and who wasn’t. And you’re behaving like they don’t know about us.
He: Oh, I’m sorry sweety. Why are you being so filmy! This is just my third chemo. I’m sure I’m not going to die anytime soon.
She: Why do you speak of things like that? You want ‘me’ to die?
He: Sush! Sorry. Sorry. Sorry.
>> 5 seconds of silence and a faint sound of sobbing
He: Sorry! Please baby, don’t make me any weaker than I already am.
She: No no no. Not at all. It’s just…
>> 5 seconds of silence
She: Can I be there tomorrow?
He: Of course you can. Why not?
She: God! I should not have left the hospital at the first place. I’m stupid!
He: You know the rules. They won’t allow more than two visitors per patient.
She: Hmm I know. (Excited voice) I was thinking if aunty can stay in my room tomorrow and I and uncle be there with you…
He: Ma will never agree to that.
She: Can’t you even talk to her about this?
He: Oh my sweet darling! You know I can’t.
She: Please. Please at least try once.
He: Okay dear, I’ll ask her. Fine?
>> 5 seconds of silence
He: Hey, you talked to that guy Papa was talking about. He showed me the pic today. Really, looks like a hero. Very handsome. Working in Switzerland, the dream honeymoon destination of every newly married. What say? Haan..
She: (Angry voice) Please stop it. Please!
He: Sorry! Sorry again… Cool down mam!
She: You know I have never felt like I’ve never seen my parents after I met uncle and aunty. I’m not sure if my own parents would have loved me so much. But I really don’t understand why they have to create a matrimony profile for me! I just don’t want to get married. I want to be with you. As long as I can. Please baby, don’t leave me! Please! (Ends up sobbing)
He: Hey! I’m not going anywhere. Please baby! You know I’ll always be around. Please don’t cry. Please. You’re all the strength I have. Please.
She: (In control) Hmm. I’m not crying. You take care. Go back to your room.
He: Yes, I need to go back. That nurse has given me 3 warnings already. She’s really hot by the way.
She: (Light laughter) Stupid! Go back to bed. Say good night to uncle and aunty.
He: And for me?
She: Be there with me always. Please.
He: Sure mam. Always at your service. Good night.
She: Good night. Take care.
He: Yes yes. You too take care. The sexy nurse is staring at me again. I have to go now or she may ask me out. Bye.
>> He hangs up.