Cell Story

 

It was a normal day at our Gent’s hostel. BK, my room mate was undergoing his version of bathing at our common restroom to get rid of the dirt accumulated on his body after a football match.

T and myself were sitting idle, bored to the core in our room. Our cells (mobiles I mean) were laid across on the table. BK’s 3310 rang. T and I checked the number, it was a not in BK’s address book so we decided not to take the call.

The phone rang again.

We did not bother.

It rang again.

T took the phone and nodded as he listed to the caller.

T : Yes.

10 seconds

T : Yes I will hand over to him.

And T handed the phone to me.

 

I was like WHAT? Is it someone I know?

 

Me: hello?

Caller : Sir I am R, hope you remember me.

Me : Nah I don’t. I am……..

Caller : Sir, I don’t have much time, its serious issue now. Its time we act.

Me: aha?

Caller : Mr K is creating much issues. He thinks he is boss. Its time we get our people together and act against him.

Me : oh? (what the hell is he talking about? I thought)

Me : But I….

Caller : Sir like I said we are arranging a meeting with protest rally tomorrow near the office.

 

Maybe it was time to be funny or just play along. This guy surely got the number wrong. And we were in college, so it was indeed an opportunity to have some fun.

 

Me : Okay. Let discuss tomorrow. So the meeting is near the office?

Caller : Yes. There will be 30 of us.

Me : Cool. That is good enough. Now will you send a car?

After 10 seconds of silence

Caller : oh ! For? what sir?

Me : Well you have to send me a car. If you want me to come !

Caller : well sir, I will try to arrange one.

I wondered what the caller would be thinking now.

Me : And what’s the agenda?

Caller : Well we want you to talk sir.

Me : I mean after the meeting.

Caller : Well we will protest and then…… leave?

Me : I want food……. Biriyani.

20 seconds.

Me : You there?

Caller : Sir?

Me : Yes

Caller : Well sir, we were actually….

Me : Will you arrange biriyani or you wont?

Caller : SIR!

Me : YES!

Caller : I… er. Could… Yes sir I will try.

Me : So call me back once you arrange my pickup and biriyani.

Caller : Err. Oh……. Okay…… Sir.

Me : Bye Then.

Beep.

 

T and I rolled out with laughter. We repeated the caller’s disgust and laughed.

BK, minus all the dirt, entered the room. Seeing us laughing he asked what happened. As I was not making any sense, T explained the entire story. BK joined and we laughed for the next 10 minutes repeating the caller’s surprise and confusion.

BK: Whom do you said the caller wanted?

T : George

And T laughed.

BK: Who?

T : George hahahahaha.

BK : GEORGE? MAN ()@*#()@*#()@*#()

T and Me : ????

 

BK : He is my uncle, he was using this SIM before he switched the service provider. This would have been an important call.

T and I were… err, speechless and didn’t know what to say.

BK was in rage. T tried to escape out the window, but couldn’t, so decided to look out the window instead.

BK : What did you guys do?. oh MAN !!!

Me : Well the damage is done, its better to leave it.

BK : No I have to call my uncle and also apologize to the caller.

 

I managed to get out of room and escape. T followed.

 

Epilogue.

Later when BK was back to normal and was at peace, we learned that his uncle gave him a lecture on how to take calls. The caller bashed him with abuses on how the youngsters take things lightly.

BK was in rage for 2 days and wanted to beat us up. But then we were in hiding.

 

P.S : I feel sad about the caller whose time we wasted on this stupid prank and BK, who got all the bashing. But then, when I think about it years later, it’s worth a laugh.

 

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