Galatfahmi

Prologue

Kurnool Army base.

Window was ajar and breeze just came in. The person sitting on front table felt his hair dancing to tone of breeze. It was sweet. Anyone could have felt the pleasure of working in peace and solitude. But.....he was not satisfied. He never wanted to be here and somehow landed up. His eyes were filled with boredom and irritation. The desk work was not his cup of tea. Never had been. Never will. The file he was working on was also thick. He had been turning pages one by one but end hadnt come still. It was way thick. Work load was too much. At last He shut the file in agony. He could not take it. Tension had been up to his head and he needed release which meant one thing...

He shut the main door and opened second window too. Then plucked out something from his pocket. He Lit it up and put on his lips. Damn! It was what he needed right now. He took in a buff and felt adrenaline rushing through his veins at lights speed. God! It was his booster.

RINGG..

It was irritating. Who could call him when he was having his refreshment.

He dashed out the phone from his pocket. Caller id was enough to make him sigh.

None other than His best friend and the most useless person.

Naveen Singh Ahaluwalia....who could it be other than him!

'Bol.' The person on other side laughed loudly to irritate him further.

'Sutta mar rha he sale! Wo bhi duty hours me! Khanna ne dekha na ...to bina court ke martial kar dega.'

He sighed. His friend was really unbearable. But again...that's why he was his best friend. They always are not good to be with..😉

'Apne kaam se kaam rakh. Khud to Darjiling ki chai aur kadak maal par hath saaf kar rha he. Mujhe bol rha he ki sutta mat maar. Ek baar yaha aakar to dekh. Tu sutta bhi marega aur peg bhi. Ritik ne leave le li to khanna ne poora chitta mujhe thama diya he. I dont know I'll be alive for next posting or not. I am just dying here. Chandra sir ko bol na...Mera transfer karaye.'

'Ha jaise sasur he wo mera! Abhi kal local ek date thi..buddhe se bola tha mujhe half day off de de..Sale ne rat me patrolling par bhej diya.' And this made him laugh. Thank god. He too was suffering. His pain lessened a bit. His problem could be bearable but friend' comfort cant.

'Tujhe yahi suit karta he. Meri maan to yaha waha date karna chhod kar tu shadi kar le..Biwi sath hogi to half kya full day off milegi.'

'Rahne de. Wife is like Tea. Its necessary but not compulsory. Ab jab tak jawani he, mujhe cola aur shots enjoy karne de. Ha...tu jarur shadi ke liye fit he. Kahe to bat karu aunty se?'

And it irked him more.

'Me mara ni ja raha ek biwi ke bina. Abhi time he. I am just twenty nine. At least four more year of bachelorhood.'

'Ya celibacy? Nandini gayi tujhe choona laga ke. Ab tu bhi kisi ko gale laga le...It has been two years. Are you still missing her?'

He sighed..

'No...Bas.......Thoda sa dard he..Kya kami rah gayi thi. Rishta mene poori shiddat se nibhaya tha. I dont know why she chose her dad's business partner.'

'Tera kuch nahi ho sakta. Aaj bhi Chudail ko pari samjhta he. Abe she was a bitch. Dying for money, reputation and all show off. Tujhko mene pahle hi bola tha..she is with you because you were the most popular cadet of our batch. You really need someone who can make your dying belief in love alive once again. Chal chhod. Ye bata...wo sharabi kaha he?'

'Kal hi cooking class me chhod ke aya hu...lt. alekh sharma ko. Uska 6 saalo me promotion nahi huya.. aur iski sabse badi wajah he uski shakki aur adhi pagal biwi. She call him even when we are in middle of confidential talk, meetings, patrolling, drills even in classes. Pata nahi yar kaise jhelta he.'