The Sim-ilar Archive Of Every Double Ganger

Chapter 3

I was trying to come up with a Master Plan. My organisation skills were almost always not on “fleek" ( Hell yeah! ) but on certain days like today I just feel the crisp single lined paper and the pen with the ink flowing in it like blood and nothing else stands a chance.

I have made many, many ( many) Master Plans throughout my life. Most of them incomplete. Rendered useless by my loss of interest in them. My brain was a hopeless idiot who lost concentration the second a butterfly passed by.

I loved the idea of it. Carefully plotting something. It made me feel the adventure. I’d read a book, or watch a movie, and suddenly I would feel the urge of being a part of their world. And that urge found an outlet in the project sheets.

My Master List Of Master Plans:

1.) Neurosurgery Research: From the time I saw Grey's Anatomy. This one went on for years, with detailed diagrams to diagnosing myself with melanoma

2.) Travel Like Bunny: The time I came across this Bollywood movie and had to travel the entire world.

3.) The Abandonment: The time I came up with a meticulous plan to run away and never look back.  ( I do stuff like this)

This list would probably go on for much longer but I think you get the idea. Eventually I would lose interest and move on to the Next Interesting Thing. But this time , I had decided to do everything I could to adhere to my plan.

So I took my project sheet and named this venture: The Great Indian Board Vacation
What are the Boards? The Boards are a plan devised to make all 10th Graders in India beg for their life. Believe me you do not want to get into the details. But after two years of crazy, I was finally done. I made it out alive.

And when you come out of such a traumatizing incident, alive and well, you never look back. You make every single day worth living. And that’s why this plan was the single most important thing in my life.
It was first of April and I had more than three months ahead of me. For once in my lifetime, I wouldn’t waste this one watching TV shows and not getting out of bed.

So as I added my guitar lessons and food fests to my list, the prank and The Nokia Twin were the last things on my mind. It was like one of those things I get captivated with and forget about in 30 minutes. And maybe if that day she had not emailed me, I would have forgotten all about her.

The first thing that shocked me was that she had emailed me. Nobody had sent me an email since the Stone Age. And as I clicked on the email. I didn’t even know who it was. For me it was just a primate with the name of Vaskodigaga@gmail.com . And the second thing I thought was the amount of puns that person had fitted into one username.

And when I opened it, I found this:

[ Hello,
This is Vasudha. I do not know if you remember me, but I ran into you the other day at the Pacific Mall. The doppelganger. I know this is weird, but um I am new in town. I just shifted here for college and I know nobody. I am bored and I have nothing to do. So I thought I would message you and wonder if you had time to meet or even chat.
Let me know! ]

I read that and saw firecrackers burst around in my head. This could be a good start. As of now most of my plans revolved around my parents permission, but having someone to go out with, someone preferably away from my entire school scene, was a boon.

I had no idea who she was. Or where she was from. Or if we would even have anything to talk about. But some thing made me reply to her as fast as I could. I replied saying that I would be interested in meeting and that we should decide when and where.

And as I hit send, my happiness leads to confusion and I realise that,

I never gave her my email address.