The Call

The scene is set in my room. Saturday morning. I am in deep sleep after a round of partying last night. Suddenly the cell phone starts ringing.

Voice: Koushik?

Me: Yes

Voice: @#@$$@!$ (I don’t understand & don’t reply)

Can I speak to Koushik? (Confused a bit)

Me: Ya, speaking.

Voice: Hi Koushik, this is Sudip here.

(I have a friend named Sudip but why the hell should he talk to me in English)

Me: Which Sudip?

Voice: Suuuudiiiiiip (He can’t believe that I don’t recognize him).

And then it strikes me …. Guess what? He is my advisor.

Me: Oooooooooo (I should have said sorry and apologized and all but I was unable to find the right words may be due to alcohol jamming)

Voice: Are you sleeping?

Me: Yes.

Voice: Sorry to disturb you on Saturday morning but I need your help. Can you come to the lab?

Me: Ya, sure!
(I wasn’t that sure but anyway I got up and what followed wasn’t interesting enough to write in the blog.)