I am writing after a long time…almost after 100 days..
Recently, a very coincident, event took place in my Life and I felt that I should talk about it.
I have been using whats app on my smart phone for quite some time now. One night I was just randomly lying on my bed and was chatting with my friend through whats app. We were talking about random stuffs. Infact we dint had much to talk about. I was bored and was about to sleep, when I got a message from an unknown number.
I was really not in a mood to talk to a stranger in the midnight at least! Well I replied to that number saying that I don’t know who that person is and I am not interested in talking to him or her.
He replied back saying that his name is Khan, and asked me my name; I thought for a while and replied Anj. He got confused, without giving a second thought I told him my real name. And that is how it all started. I called him Mr. Khan
I was just about to sleep few moments back and minutes later, I started chatting with Mr. Khan with no clue about him, as to who he is and from where he belongs to. My mind was messed. I thought my friend is playing prank or something. But that was not the case. Well, I asked him how he got my number and he said he had no idea about it, but definitely one of his friends must have given it. That was so disgusting!! “Ladkiyon ka number paas karte hai… yeh ladke log”. Anyways I asked him where he from is and what is he doing and things like that. I dint expect that he will give an honest reply to my question, but I was totally surprised.
Mr. Khan said he is from Ghatkopar, a place in Central Mumbai and the next thing that he said was that he is working in Capgemini. I was shocked. What a coincidence! I am working in the same organization. Curiosity was killing me inside. Now I got more interested in talking to him and knowing about him if he is really working or just like that. I asked him about his building name, where is he working, and it was correct since my firm have specific names for their units. And then I asked him in numerable questions and poor guy was replying to me, but ofcourse honest answers, as far as I know. After all our exchange of information, he asked me if he could see my pic. I was taken aback. I felt, it is definitely unsafe to share a picture with a stranger. God alone knows who he is and from where. But I just followed my heart and asked him if we both could share each other’s picture at the same time. I sent him my pic and he dint send any of his, saying that he doesn’t has any with him. I was disappointed. Saala trust karo toh problem..nahi karo toh bhi problem. Anyways I told him in a blunt tone, saying that if he dint wanted to share, why he lied and all. And I putted my cell phone aside and went to sleep. I dint sleep though. I was thinking about all this fuss. In minutes, he sent me an audio, and I had no headphones to listen. I was too lazy till then to take headphones and hear the message and minutes later I was asleep.
Next morning I got ready for my office and I was on the way. As usual I put my headphones to listen to some good music. And some voice started playing. I dint even realized that last night I had forgotten to listen to the audio that was sent by him. Well it was a general message of apologizing saying that he dint had any pic. I dint bother that time since I was in a real rush to reach my office. Coincidentally that day I was suppose to go to my head office. I was also supposed to give my interview that day to some place. After some hectic travelling I managed to reach my office. I logged in to communicator, the first thing that I did was to search his name on the list. And I found a similar name. I pinged to that person, praying inside that he should be the same guy with whom I was chatting. I said “hi” and awaited his reply, praying deep inside my heart!
He replied and I dint had to pray anymore since he was the same guy. The reason is that we spoke about few things and he exactly mentioned about it in his reply. I did it. I found him. It was a sign of a small victory. It was coincident!
I smiled and a small rush of happiness ran through my cheeks. I blushed for some unknown reason.
Then I asked him if he could meet me or so. He was based at a different unit from the place where I was working. That day for my official work, I had to go that business unit, the place where he was working. After some coordination I managed to reach there and finished off my work. I told him that I was waiting for him. He had seen me last night, of course from the photo that I shared with him. But I had no idea how he looked, etc. I was sort of confused and nervous. He told me to wait near some gate, some landmark. I did and my mind was filled with all weird and negative thoughts. What if he doesn’t comes? What if he is playing prank on me? What if he is too old? What if…..I was really getting mad and I started walking. My eyes were on the road. I dint know what to do. Time was too less to think. I dint know whether to look at him or not. I dint wanted to go and ask everyone around just to check if he is that guy or so. I kept my eyes firm on the road and was walking till I noticed a guy coming towards me. I smiled. Bingo! There he came. I shook my hand with him. It was a formal casual introduction. I blushed looking at him. He was not too tall not too short. Thoda chapding tha. I called him villain. He was having that roadies look. The more I looked at him, the more I smiled. I have this problem of smiling. For some unknown reason, sometimes I just can’t stop smiling.
Finally we met. He was wearing I card where in his name was displayed in bold letters. My heart was relieved. We spoke for a while, just random stuffs. There was an internal shuttle which used to come on specific times. I was on time. The shuttle had arrived and I had to go back to my official seat. He came till the assembly point to accompany me. We said goodbye to each other. I smiled again!
After reaching back, I was just thinking about all the happening events in my life. Sometimes I wonder why it is me. My life is so much inspired by Hindi Movies. It was time to leave office. I was just winding up my things when I got a call from Mr. Khan.
I stay in suburbs. So generally whenever I go to my head office, I take BEST bus and enjoy the road travel. Mr Khan called me to check if he can accompany me to Thane Station. I dint deny. We spoke on the phone till we found each other at Vikhroli Station. I bought train tickets for myself. We waited for Thane Local, since it is next to impossible to board in any train in that peek hour. It was evening, past 6 p.m. The train arrived. We both boarded a general compartment. He was holding my laptop bag, which was too heavy for me. After a while, I found a place near the door of the train and I kept the laptop bag there. I was standing just beside the bag. Mr Khan was standing right in front of me, facing me. That very moment was too filmy for me. He was literally standing very close to me. I was looking at him and to my notice this guy was very shy. He was not able to keep eye contact with me. Just to ease out, he started with some or the other conversation and I simply used to reply him. My mind was not settled coz I still dint knew how he had my number. I asked him if he knew any one from my school. Then I just started taking names of my school pals. He had said no for all the names that I took, almost everyone. Then he took one name and I was surprised. My heart was in my mouth. He was a best friend of my not so good friend. For a moment I thought, definitely my not so good friend must have given him this number. After that we found out that we had many common friends. And these friends are not so good friend of mine. After a while, I was lost into my past.
We reached the bus stop. I was about to take the bus, but before I could get inside the bus I realized, I should spend some more time with him. I asked Mr Khan, if he wants me to wait. He said he is fine, as long as I am not getting late for home. We sat on the bus stop. Then our conversation began; conversations which was leading me to my past. Somehow I was not so comfortable. I dint know much about this guy and I was falling short of words to talk. But still we were sitting and talking. These were just usual conversations, more of family, education, what we did and our whereabouts, etc.
Coincidently he stayed in the same colony where I used to stay 8 years back. He was from the same native place, where I was born; moreover he was Khan, Mr. Khan. Time passed by in this short event of knowing each other, an event of coincidences. I was surprised thinking of all the coincidences with him. Silently I was lost in my world. Suddenly I realized that I should rush off otherwise I will be super late. I said him that I had to leave in order not to get late. He agreed and we got in the queue back where other people were waiting for the bus. After sometime, the bus came. He came along with me till the door of the bus, after which I went inside and we waved each other saying “Good Bye”
In the bus, I was seated near a window seat. I was looking outside the window. It was beautiful. I closed my eyes and was thinking about all things that happened just merely 24 hours back. I was smiling thinking about this coincident. That evening I carried a memory filled with strange events and coincidences.
And that’s it friends, now Mr. Khan is my friend cum colleague. I don’t know where this event of coincidences is going to take us, but definitely I hope for the best.
