It started with an impulse

4. Char

My eyes flashed open in alarm before staring at the pretty ceiling interiors.

"That's pretty..." I murmured in my dazed self before the panic set in. I whizzed into a sitting position.

"Omg! Omg! Did I get lost? Where the hell am I?" My hoarse voice, my eyes saucer wide, my panicked self almost pounding on the bed like a child throwing tantrum and my bush for morning hair looked comical in the full-length mirror opposite to the bed.

The door opened on cue leaving a worried looking Anjali rush in, "you okay?"

Looking at Anjali, everything came back to me like a vivid dream. Oh yeah! I was at aunt Lasika's house and not lost somewhere like some of the nightmares that I have had since childhood...

"Probably, she dreamt about Mr. Nath," Luv snickered from the doorway.

"Or, might have seen the heart attack he would get on their wedding night," Kush wasn't very far behind in this kind of opportunity. Both the brothers high-fived as they continued to laugh.

"You two baboons better get lost before I decide to chop your ears off," Anjali warned as she headed towards the door.

"So, if we are baboons, so are you," Kush stuck his tongue like a mature adult he was.

"No, I'm a human. Unlike you two clown faced baboons," Anjali threw her hair over her shoulder.

"Your theory doesn't make any sense, you know?" Luv folded his arms across his chest.

"It does, when a human family adopts a pair of clown faced baboons," with that she had shut the door on their faces with a sass.

"That was savage," I gave her a thumbs up, quite proud of her.

"Thank you," she plopped down on the bed, "so, you freaked out again?"

Rubbing the back of my neck sheepishly, I smiled, "yeah."

It was usual for me to freak out by waking up in unfamiliar places. It always has been and I don't think it would change any time soon. Our family doctor didn't exactly recognize it as a disease, so we sorted for our own remedies to prevent it...

"I was going to wake you-" Anjali was interrupted by the ringing of my phone. She picked it up from the nightstand and passed it to me.

Mayank calling...

Why was he calling me at this hour? Did I forget anything?

"Where in the hell are you Rynah? I've been calling you for hours now!" Was the first thing I heard from the other side.

"Well, hello to you too, Mr. Grumpy pants. Where did you light your back on fire?" I gave him a flat reply climbing out of my bed.

"Young lady, don't use that tone with me," he warned playfully, "you should learn to talk like a lady."

"And you are a ninety-four year old grandpa, right? I don't know how Prerna even tolerates you," I retorted. Immediately, I froze as my eyes widened, "oh crap! Prerna!"

"Finally she remembers it," grumbled Mayank on the other side of the line.

It was Prerna's birthday, Prerna Chopra, my best friend from college. And I forgot her birthday at the last moment when I had been preparing for it for a week!

The irony of the situation...

"Mayank, I'll be there in an hour, till then handle everything," I ended the call without even waiting for his reply.

Immediately, I lifted my travel bag and placed it horizontally over the bed before digging my hands into it.

"What are you doing?" I jumped at Anjali's question. I had completely forgotten that she was still in the room. She rolled her eyes at my little jump scare and looked down curiously at me.