Do not regret.

Kshitij had come back to India for  internship  vacation after his 8 months stint in  Chicago.

He was doing internship in a firm which had promised him that they will be sending him to Singapore Sitarganj but instead was given posting in some remote area in Pune. 

Luckily for him he was able to come to his home after working for 3 days a week. And he was working without pay.

So one weekend we decided for night out at Farhan’s place.

It was also the time when football worldcup was going on and Italy were pitted against England that night.

It was a perfect plan to watch a football match, however the only thing that was missing was a television.

So it was decided that we would live stream the match on Kshitij’s laptop using suraj’s phone as hotspot. So for that suraj recharged a 3G pack of Rs400.

Umang had now become a pro and had arranged for hard drinks.

I was ready with my 500ml pepsi bottle and crisps (Chakna).

We were all set now.

We were all waiting for the moment when ex professor Suraj would be high and commence his philosophy lectures.

Farhan had given his final CA exams a week back and was craving for drinks . He had spent his last four months at home to study for his exams.

In this time his TUBE, a word given for his tummy by Tej, had multiplied probably 4 times.

It now required him to take his selfie in panorama mode with two phones.

Tej was #super #addicted to clicking #SELFIES and uploading on @Instagram.

While Umang had finished making his drink, Tej had already clicked 10 duckface selfies.

Yes he is the one who used to apply oil to his face hoping that facial hair would sprout out.

Kshitij was in Rahul Gandhi mode that day, while Rahul Gandhi would repeat Women empowerment for any question that was thrown upon him,  Kshitij was continuously babbling the phrase “ Do not Regret”.

Farhan had a nausea of whisky and had decided that he would not drink that day.

After couple of drinks Umang confessed that he had started liking one of the girl in his college, however he was only 50% sure that he was in love, so he was asking everyone their opinion as to what he do.

To this Suraj would advise  ‘listen to your heart’ and kshitij would reply, ‘Do not Regret’

All this discussion had put Tej to sleep, so to wake him up Umang would get up from his seat and smack Tej on his abdomen.

This continued in loop and after 15th time Umang spoke this:

Umang : I am going through all this. I mean I messaged her today morning…she has 2 numbers, one for Whatsapp and the other number for regular calls.

That full day I was thinking about her, and why the message is not delivering.

But her last seen on whatsapp was just a few minutes back .

Thoughts were running in my mind like crazy, I was thinking she is looking at her phone, playing with it but she is not replying me.

Was she ignoring me? Was she doing all this on purpose?

Didn’t she love me? Does that mean we are not going to marry? I have planned my future with her. But she is not even replying me on whatsapp…I was feeling so left out.

Then it suddenly dawned upon me that I messaged her on the wrong number..

Suraj:  So did you message her on the correct number?

Umang: No, the right time for that message had passed long back.

Suraj : But what was the F**king message?

Umang: “Good Morning”

Suraj: Abbey Bhopdike , you could have simply messaged 'Good Afternoon' later.

 Umang: yes my dear friend, ye toh mene socha hi nahi.

Suraj : you should always listen to your heart.

Kshitij : Dekh, whatever you do, do not regret.

  

 And finally discussing and asking for opinion Umang said that he is only 50% sure of his love and again asked if he should really propose that girl. 

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