Expect The Unexpected

4: Awkward talk

Before I get drowned in my thoughts, how can the jinx allow me some peace? He poked my arms. It's so not happening?

Mr Sharma: Sorry, seems I disturbed you.

I so want to say, yes you did. But not before knowing who he is. It's ok. I wasn't having conversation with Mr. President.

'It's fine. So?'

Mr Sharma (smirking): 'Take one.' Showing his two fingers.

'Pardon. Why? What's this'

Mr Sharma: Am trying to figure out something. Guess you can help me.

'Me. How?'

Mr Sharma: Just choose one.

Hesitantly, I point to one.

Mr Sharma: Ok. So, is it true?

'What? (Now getting irritated) If this is your pickup line, then better get a better one. I set my headphones, but he was quicker.

Mr Sharma: You are ignoring me or pretending? You just choose pretending option. (Showing his two fingers again) So, Khush just let me know why?

(Again Khush) Look, it doesn't matter what you think. And, please stop bothering me.

Mr Sharma: Hmm. Sure. By the way, how is Sneha? It has been long since we met.

So, he knows Sneha. Why waste more time wonder about his identity, let me ask him. Just because I can't exactly say who-is-he, why should he have his ways?

'Sneha is good. But I need your help to be okay.'

Mr Sharma (Wondering): How?

That's it. It's time to strike.

'So, who are you? Are you Sneha's friend? How do you know me?'

Mr Sharma: Umm. That's bad, I really wished you were pretending.

'Why?'

Mr Sharma: Another question. Ok. Let's go with first question first. I am Aditiya Sharma, guess we are re-reintroduced (sees me frowning). Second time today, earlier it was near entry. Then, yes, I might be called her friend. Not a close one though. Next, of course I know you. I wished you were pretending, as it was just a wishful thinking.

'Oh!'

Mr Sharma: Yeah oh.

'So, how do you know me?'

Mr Sharma: You have become a question bank, Khush. Earlier, the Khush I knew, was a shy one. What happened to her?

'That not answer to my question.'

Mr Sharma (looking amused): Yeah. But even that's not answer to mine.

I sigh. 'People change with time. So, now reply.'

Mr Sharma: It was not long ago. But these days, you are bouncing my thoughts too often. Guess, it's payback time. So now you will remember me.

Like hell. It would be a better option to google him out rather than asking here. Why is he even looking at me like, I don't know, like weirdly and keeps smirking? Earlier it was a smile, then a grin and now smirk, ahhh it's vexing. I would rather dig a sinkhole, to avoid this male creature. Is he even human? Trying to sound as a mystery. And long story short, shun him. More than an hour to land, need to sleep or pretend sleep, not to be woken by any tapping-poking guy sitting next.