It was 10′ O clock in the morning and I woke up. The sleep was pretty good. Better than the normal days. I just thought about Nida and thought about her voice. It was feeling nice and thinking of her voice I thought about freshing myself up and chat. I was conscious about my voice now, like never before. Now I knew it was good. Smiling to myself I opened the door and my smile turned into anger.

“Surprise man” was standing there.

“Wow gr8 timing.”, he just said this and went inside; started my PC.

“…Where is ZUMA???”

“Didn’t install it.”, he might have known this.

“WHAT?? I told you na.”,trying to look a little dangerous so that I would obey his orders but it didn’t work and he continued.”OK .I will install it anyways.”

I just nodded and went to the bathroom. I was thinking about ‘How to get the surprise man out of my room so that I can talk to Nida’. My brain was stuck. I don’t know why I don’t get any ideas when I really need them.

Suddenly, I got an idea.

I went in search of the cordless we have. ‘Search’ because I seldom used it. Finally I founded it hiding under the sofa-sheets.

Next target was our ‘FPD’, not the ‘flat panel display’ but the ‘Family phone diary’. I somehow managed to find it also. And now the final ‘mystery’ to be founded out was my MATERNAL GRANDMA‘S NO. I dialed her number. It had been quiet a long time since I talked to her. I started without listening to the voice on the other side.

“hallo, main Parth bol raha hun . kya main nani se baat kar sakta hun( hello , I am Parth. Can I talk to grandma ?)”

But the voice on the other side continued.

“For the new number please dial the previous number again after the beep.”

I smiled on that.BEEEEEP

I dialed the number again. And the “MISS” computer talking to me gave me the new number. I dialed the new number again and started walking back to my room with the cordless in my hand.

“hel- lo?”, a shaking voice inquired.

“Namaste nani. Main Parth bol raha hun.(I m Parth speaking)”

“Areeey beta kaisa hai tu?” I don’t know why women of all age start with asking questions. Or did I?

“Main thik hun nani. Aap kaisi ho? aur kya chal raha hai?”

Talking a little bit more I managed to reach my room. And then I implied the most important step of my idea.

“Lo Chakradhar mama se baat karlo.” He stretched his left hand with his right hand still on the mouse playing ZUMA.

“Bahar baat karo mama. Yahan awaaz nahi ayegi.” I said keeping one hand on the receiver. He took the cordless and walked out of the room. My idea was almost successful.

I went to the door behind him and locked it from inside. Then went back to my PC and started some songs-put on the headphones. Headphones were to avoid the ’surprise man’. They could rescue me if he started to knock on the door ,which I knew, he would.

Now I was ready to do what I wanted. I signed in my messenger. It was about time that Nida would be online. And yes she was. I typed.

“hiiiiiiiiiiii”

“hey.hows u?”

“i m gud .wat bout u ?”

“me 2 good.”

“wait i will call.”

“no dont call”

“y????”, I was surprised and it was obvious.

“i m talking to someone.”

“ok”

“well who is he?”

No reply came. I waited for some more time.

“hey u thre?” No reply again. But the reason was that my internet connection was lost and would take a little time to regain itself. I didn’t waited for it. I just turned off my PC.

WHO WAS THIS MYSTERIOUS MAN????

PS: dont know what to write in ps.

PS: anyways one thing can be written.

PS: someone is searching at google with my name :-O