Short Stories To Film

DayDream

"It is a beautiful day, isn't it?

Yeah, I know your job doesn't pay you well. You have to pay your rent. If you own your house, then you probably have a heavy loan on your ass to pay off. No loan? Well, how about your father's/mother's medical expenses. Ah! Insurance, I see. Anyway, you were not expecting a kid now were you? Abortion is a heinous act, but aren't maternity expenses an exclusion?

Some of us believe in splitting our expenses with our in-laws, especially in case of a pregnancy. It's a normal thing. Close call though eh!
What? Love marriage, against your parent's will? Bye bye in-laws I guess. Wait, your siblings. Yeah, I knew there was a way out! They'll help you for sure. What do you mean they can't?
Oh shoot, your wife can't bear children. Sorry to hear that man.
Adoption, the best win-win situation that's ever gonna be. Go for a girl child I would suggest. That's the best thing you could've ever done to your wife.
But is there provision for a widower to adopt a girl child?

Fuck all this. Why don't you get some fresh air, and go to a park or something. You know, in the scheme of things, this will settle.
But I wonder how are you planning to go up there for the roller-coaster ride with your wheelchair?
Lemme think. You know what, we can grab a movie from the parlor. Pop corn's on me. And afterwards, you can read the Braile version of "50 shades of gray" I bought for you.

Who's that? Is that David? Your son! Oh my god. Man they grow faster than bamboos these days.
I am sure he is a math-lete like you were. What! He gets to drop mathematics as a subject? I am so jealous of your son right now that he is dyslexic. Your mother would be so proud of you and your son man. I wish there was a cure for cancer, your mum would be right here.
Your father can check on you though, but he wont, the bastard he is. He is not even half the man you are. 6 years old, not a good age to have your father walk off on you. But anyway, karma will get to him.
Don't cry man, all those who let you down, including your wife who cheated on you, were never meant to be. Personally, I never liked her.

Oh don't you dare take her side. Well let us settle this dispute over a game of 'burnout: revenge'. What do you mean you don't have a Playstation 2?. Wasn't that your dream thing man? Its ok, they are really cheap these days. 6000 bucks I guess. Looking at your current saving figures, you should be able to pack one home in just a year's time.
That is if I assume there are no further medical expenses for the rest of the year. Don't worry, chances of a third heart attack after 2 formers, are close to nothing. Your grandma is safe."

*phone rings*
*Reaches answering machine*

My Voice: Hey man I just heard from Paul that he saw that shady guy from around the corner entering your house. He has a reputation for selling xanax and shit. I hope you are not planning something crazy. Hit me back as soon as you hear this. I am headed your way anyway.
*hangs up*

*phone rings*

Operator: This is 911, what's your emergency?

Me: *frantically* I just walked into my friends place with the extra key he gave me. I see him lying on the floor with a gun in his hand, *starts crying* and a gunshot wound on his head.

Operator: Did you find him that way?

Me: ......... *sobbing* Yes.. yes...

Operator: Is there anyone else who lives in the house?

Me: Oh my god! David!.... *drops the phone*.....

Operator: Hello...? hello?... Sir, can you hear me? Sir are you still on the line?......*brief pause*...Sir, if you can hear me, Please do not touch anything and leave the premises immediately. *voice is fading away* We have traced your location and help is on its way.

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"Hey..... hey....Einstein...
Wake up ...."

Me: *Mumbles* What?....Where's David?...

My Mother: As always, sleeping right next to you. I really dont like he sleeping with you on the bed with all the fur. *picks up laundery* Please be at the table in 15 mins.

*on the dinner table*

My mother: Are you planning to just stare at your breakfast?

Me: I had a weird dream mum.

My mother: All your dreams are weird.

Me: This one was weirder. I was the narrater. I was saying incoherent things. Nothing made sense. And in the end, someone died.

My mother: Everyone dies in the end sweetie. Besides it was just a dream.

Me: Yeah it was just a dream. But it made me wonder how beautiful the day is...

-Rajiv Laxmi Chaube
(Edited by - Mishal Himanshu Bolkeri)
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