Preeta wandered on the footpath beside the road full of honking vehicles with gleaming lights. Everybody was in a hurry to return home to their family however she wanted to run away from hers. The family which she loved a lot. She was extremely frustrated and annoyed at what was going on in her life.
She angrily kicked the concrete electric pole near the little bus stop on the roadside out of frustration.
"Ouchhh", she shrieked hopping on her one foot cursing herself for being carelessly kicking the pillar forgetting that she was wearing sandals and not her regular sports shoes.
She hopped to the bus shed and sat on the bench inside and massaged her foot softly to subside the pain, while resting it on the bench.
She looked at the faulty and flickering electric hoarding set up behind her on the bus shed which displayed an advertisement. It read "Luthra Lights - Illuminating Your Life Since 1972"
Preeta - Bloody Luthras! Apne advertising board tak ko toh illuminate kar nhi skte aur kehte hain illuminating your life ! Huh hypocrites (She spat in anger)
She noticed the telephone number on it and smirked. She then took out her mobile from her pocket and dialled the number mentioned on the board. She pressed few more keys on the dial pad to get the call answered by a woman on the other end.
"Hello, Luthra Lights - Illuminating Your Life Since 1972, how may I help you today?" The lady spoke.
Preeta - I want to talk to your CEO
"Huh? Sorry ma'am. He can't be reachable like this. You can let us know your problem and will try to sort it out as soon as possible." The lady said.
Preeta (yelling) - Nahi , aap nhi kr skti . Give him the phone.
"Ma'am pls listen , this is a call centre. I can, at the most, ask my manager to speak to you.", The lady said.
Preeta - Nahi you Listen, angrezi chidiya don't waste my time and test my patience. I only want to speak to your CEO, give him the bloody phone.
"Just a second Ma'am", the lady put her on hold and an irritating music played in the background.
"Sir, there is a lady who is insisting to talk to the CEO. I tried telling her so many times that she can't but she is very adamant.", The call centre lady said to her boss.
Man - You know that's not possible. Aap aise hee uski call mere saath nhi connect kr skti miss
"No Sir, usne bohot rudely reject kr diya! She looks drunk " The lady said.
Man - Then no need to entertain her. Just disconnect
"Okay Sir.", Said the lady. She hung up the call with customer she was talking.
Preeta - What the hell!! She cut my call? Huh! But tum mujhe uske paas pohochne se nhi rok skti angrezi badtameez chidiya!
(She said gritting her teeth and stroked her hair.)
She googles the address of Luthra house while sipping the alcohol from the mineral water bottle that she carried in her bag. As soon as she found, she waved at the auto which was passing, making it come to halt near her. She took a picture of the number plate and the driver before she occupied the passenger seat behind.
Auto driver - (perplexed)- ye kya tha madam? Aur kahan tak jaana hai?
Preeta - Mujhe Luthra house , Malabar hill tak jaana hai! Ik i am tipsy and drunk , agr mere saath badtameezi krne ki koshish kri ya harass krne ki , main tere ye pyaare se thobde ki pic , tera auto no. Social media pr daal dungi aur fir police ko report krungi aur fir kal tu mujhe jail mein chakki peesta hua dikhega! (She threatened him)
