Chương 5: Wow! This Spirit Is Incredible
A while later, I tried to reignite the conversation.
"Since we are stuck here, why don't we talk about something? Some memories to take back when we are both awake again."
"People don't remember what happened here when they wake up. I always wish they would, but they just don't. In any case, why don't you tell me something - are you always this weirdly enthusiastic and talkative?" he asked with a twinkle in his eyes.
"No, no… in fact I am very boring person; I am a journalist by profession – well I was until yesterday - and I am just too much into my job. I don't talk to other people, apart from work; I don't party – apart from professional meetings. Actually, I don't have much time to party and, in a word, you can call me a loner if you like," I replied in such a heightened tone that he stared at me with shock.
"You don't look like a loner to me," he replied, pinning his eyebrow to the top of his forehead.
"You know I am surprised too…maybe this almost being…you know…maybe this has brought this hidden side of me out in open," I wondered out loud.
"Maybe you are right. I also feel very different here. My theory is, I am more myself because I have so much time to think and there is no one I have to pretend or show-off to," he ended with a wink.
Wow! This guy is incredible; oh, only if we were alive. Shut-up, we are alive. Just not a hundred percent, I scolded myself.
"You are right. I too feel free here. Although I didn't work to pretend or show-off, I worked because I felt obliged towards work and that I have to do it. But I don't anymore."
"Such a show-off, huh! Who are you in real life?" I asked shutting myself up.
"Not someone I am proud of now!" he replied in an honest tone.
"What? Are you some kind of very Richie-Rich guy who just had everything to show off and did everything just to impress girls?" I said, throwing my arms everywhere just to divert the topic from my monologue.
"Yeah, something of that sort," he bantered easily, and my heart skipped a beat.
"Really, so who are you exactly, Mr. Richie Rich?" He hesitated a beat.
"Heard of D. K. Oberoi?"
"D. K. Oberoi, of course I know about him, in fact I know everything about him," I spoke with some pride.
"I am the one who labeled his son as 'the platinum boy'; I was also supposed to do a cover-story on his life this weekend showing his probable plans for business, considering his son may never come back again."
The look on his face, and my own words, suddenly made me realize my own huge mistake.
"You know everything about him and you don't know his 'platinum boy' son?" he asked sadly, air quoting 'platinum boy'.
"Oh, oh I am so sorry, you know I am so crazy here, I didn't even realize what I was saying," and I hugged him instinctively, tears surfacing in my eyes too. I didn't know if hugging him was right or not but it did feel very good and comforting.
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