bOok of
cliches
-IV-
So while all
the kidnapping hoopla was going on around Khushi, something else entirely was
blowing out of reality portions between her virtual friends. Did you know that
murkyshadows and InternetSpy had a bet between them that concerned the peace of
their online bulletin board? And JohhnyDeepRocks and mrs.edwardcullen had
played right into their hands! Apparently, JohnyDeepRocks had made fun of
Edward Cullen saying he sparkled too much which had naturally irked
mrs.edwardcullen, who had retaliated saying that JDR was too feminine and dead-
and in any case she only considered Count Dracula as the real thing ... the
clincher had been her line "all that sparkles is not gold" both had
been at it since early hours of EST till the wee hours of IST or whatever way
it worked itself out. Basically, both had been up all nights in their
respective corners of the globe defending global peace...err...I digress.
So after
reading the Great Gazoo's note, Khushi did what anyone in her position would
do, she ...wait..., yes, fainted *d'oh!* When she finally regained
consciousness after how long she had no clue, she knew two things, there were
vague memories of a weird dream she had just had had where she was dressed as
Little Red Riding Hood and being chased by a pack of wolves...only to be
miraculously rescued by Robin Hood, who took her to the bat cave and introduced
her to Poison Ivy. Are you confused yet? Of course, I'm messing with your mind,
who has such delusional dreams?*rolls-eyes*
So yeah
getting back to Khushi, she really did have a dream I wasn't kidding about
that, but it had been a strange one. In it, she saw that Arnav was sitting in
this swanky hotel room watching something intently on his laptop screen while
munching on a bag full of warm-hot-mouth-watering-jalebis. What the!
"Arnavjiii"
she called out to him dramatically as soon as she was up. Khushi couldn't make
sense of what she had just seen, wasn't she supposed to see some horrific
nightmare where his picture would fall on the floor and the glass would break
to a million tiny pieces? "I'm such a terrible wife!...Arnavji!!!!!!"
she screamed again, and fainted for the second time.
It must have
been around midnight, when she woke up with a start, and looked around, the
room was still the same, there was no thunderstorm outside, any flickering
lights and there really were no wolves howling somewhere far far away! On the
contrary, everything was eerily normal. Khushi went over the note again and
tried calling Arnav on his cell phone, but to her dismay, it had been switched
off! There was something terribly wrong in that scenario, she pondered. Khushi
paced around the room trying to figure out a way to deal with this but she
could think of nothing, except the second code. That's when the panic set in
... what if she had missed that second code?
After having
searched the room for any more colorful post-its, she sat down feeling very
dejected, there was nothing, nada, zilch ... no second code.
"What
the hell am I supposed to do?" she asked loudly, "Arnav where are
you?"
Just at that
moment, that green beam of light re-appeared and directed her to a second piece
of post-it that had been stuck on to the bathroom door. Khushi rushed to it-,
it read ...
What are hot
men from Mars called?
Ps. Very
disappointed in you Khushiji. You missed the second code too so, we're sending
you the third code.
From now on
we will green beam locations of all future post-its.
Great Gazoo.
_______
Under all
the emotional duress, Khushi did what any wife would have done, she logged in
to her online forum and gtalk, hoping against hope someone would help her. She
sent out an SOS to all her pals, and finally left off liners to Spunky.
Let's stalk
their online conversation, shall we?
JalebiBai:
Spunky, come online, where are you?
JalebiBai:Where
is everybody when you need them *looks-around-anxiously*
JalebiBai:
Spunky
Spunky: Hey,
I am here now.
JalebiBai:
OMG!
OMG!
OMG!!
I am freaking out here, where the hell have you been?? I think
something really bad has happened!
Spunky: Calm
down Chica. I got a totally freakish azure highlights done today.
JalebiBai:
Crap highlights!! My hubby, he's been kidnapped!
*dhan-ta-naaa*
Spunky: What
the f***! Is this a joke, are you trying to seek attention
again!? *rollseyes*
JalebiBai:
No..no...no!! *shakes*head*vigorously* You moron! I'm tense. I don't
know what to do. Oh god! Where is he? He doesn't even have his medicines with
him, what if they feed him something sweet? Oh lord!! *bites-nails*
Spunky: Oh!
Oh!!! You are serious! O_O
Spunky:Go
call the cops then, why are you telling me instead?
JalebiBai is
typing...
Spunky: JB
typing forever...?
JalebiBai:
Sorry S, I was sending out mass SOS to all my buddies, I posted on our
discussion board.
Spunky: Ok
link pls, btw why didn't you call the cops yet JB?
JalebiBai:
WHAT! Are you freaking kidding me Spunks? The cops ... the moment I call them
cops, they may harm him, they told me, I am under watch. I will not risk his
life, I will find him myself and rescue him to he can finally give me that
bone-crushing hug, I've been thwarting for days. I miss him *sob-sob*
Then Spunky
just like their other buddies, namely murkyshadows, JohnnyDeepRocks,
mrs.edwardcullen, InternetSpy and MartianHunk read her note ... it went
something like this.
HELP!
What the
heck is this supposed to mean ... the little man in green tights and a funky
metal helmet says,
What are hot
men from Mars called?
Ps. Yes,
apparently. The little man in green tights has taken Arnav captive. Help me
Ladies, get to the love of my life.
Spunky: ooh,
that's the
code!? *rolls-eyes-with-a-even-i-cud-come-up-w/-a-better-code-look*
JalebiBai:
You tell me, you're the smartass.
Spunky: Are
you still writing that desi-show of yours? *thinking-cap-on*
JalebiBai:
What desi-show? My life has become a daily soap already. Figure that code out.
Please *bites-nails*
Spunky:Hmmm... *virtual-hug*
btw how is it safer to post this online and not actually go to the cops
instead?
JalebiBai[Status:AWAY:
off to make more Jalebis...responses may be delayed]
Writer's
note:
So there you
go, third clue is out. Sorry she missed the second one.
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