La Viola Vino : Part 4
SHANEELA
Ever since Myra told me about her vibrant Italian plans, I knew something or the other would happen with me. If I had the slightest idea that my pregnancy test would bring so much moodiness, I wouldn't have done it all! Kia was acting funny and weird, she should have been there beside me. But I broke out on her, she didn't do a thing to perturb me. I don't quite understand why she and I act like meteors half of the time. I don't remember when I last had a conversation with her without snapping or getting irritated. I had much more compatibility issues than my spouse. My spouse, his extra-concern always pissed me off, so before leaving for Italy, he and I had a terrible argument on that. What a memorable way to say goodbye! Now, he wouldn't even call, least send a message on WhatsApp, which I realised, I hadn't replied as yet. I wanted to talk it out with Kia, after all she is my best friend.
'Where are you going, lady?' asked Naina in the most enticing manner and I really enjoyed it. Wait, what? Weird hormones.
'I am just going to find Kia' I replied in the similar manner. As I left the four behind, the club seemed to be filled with the hottest crowd. Skimpy clothes, shining fabric and lots and lots of alcohol. It was bloody too crowded and I almost felt like removing my shrug. After few minutes of hovering around, I got tired and sat on the nearest couch. It was an uncomfortable position, a guy was making out with a girl right next to me. I couldn't see the girl's face because of the low light but the guy's mouth was stuck completely into hers. I was trying not to look at them because it was so casual at her. When I glanced at them for the second time, I couldn't believe my eyes.
'KIA! WHAT THE ----!' I screamed and almost got up from my place. The girl was apparently someone I know far too well sprang up. They guy I assumed was the one who gave us the passes, Alonso, moved out from the scene. He was right to do that. I looked at Kia disgusted and disappointed.
'Why would you do such a thing!' I completely lost it and screamed. Though, I was hardly audible due to the loud music, but loud enough to be heard by Kia. She stood completely quite, making no sign of emotion.
'Oh, is this the reason you joined us for the trip? To ---- around!' I scowled. Kia took that as no offense too, which made me even more mad. Then finally she broke the silence 'Just because you're married, doesn't mean I can't have fun'
'Fun? Is this what you call fun?' I said in disbelief.
'Whatever. Don't try to be my mom'
'God, you sound disgusting' and I stomped away from that bad position. It would take all Farah Khan films to make me feel more traumatized than what I witnessed moments ago, I thought.
***
AKSHARA
When I saw Myra and Naina drink their tequila shots, I felt like the moral soul inside me was calling for a time-out. Myra had offered me but I declined. 'There is always one Frooty friend', Naina had always said referring to me whenever we went for girl's night. But it was enough. Before enrolling myself for this mega-enthusiastic trip, I had promised myself to do something that was totally unexpected from me.
I ordered for a roll. Some of the La Viola Vino goodies. The bartender got eight shot glasses lined in a tray. 'Not more, I am done for the day' Naina cried as the waiter kept them on our table. 'I didn't order those' Myra recalled. 'I did' I finally cut through their confusion. Myra and Naina shot at me. Naina was excited as ever. Myra looked concerned on the other hand. 'Eight to start with can be dangerous' she cautioned me.
'I don't care. I am going to break the rules' I said in a surprisingly confidant tone.
'Go! go! go!' cheered Naina. I took the shot glass in hand. One, two and three.
'MUMMMMMYY!' my throat was on fire.
***
BHOOMI
I had to pee, really bad. But nobody out here was speaking English, at least their accent was too thick for me to understand. But don't all humans understand the word "toilet"! Finally, some chick with weird hairdo guided some comprehensible instructions till the washroom. 'Thank you' I said with the deepest gratitude.
Luckily, it wasn't too dirty and nor too crowded but was annoyingly away from the club. As I washed my hand, I saw a girl enter. Judging by her looks, she was some big hot-shot as she wore the latest Chanel outfit, Jimmy Choo heels and to compliment all that was her big Berkin bag. Her fringe hairdo covered her forehead. 'Nice bag' I said. It must costed her around twenty-thirty thousand euros, depending on the leather used.
'Yo wan et?' she said in her heavily accented voice.
'No, I am good'
Actually I wasn't. I didn't have the decency to carry a bag, just my phone in the secret pocket attached in my dress underneath. I left the washroom in peace as she didn't seem to like my presence.
'How rude' I muttered.
I saw a bunch of Italian men hanging around but something about them was quite unnerving. I felt a hand behind me as I turned back I looked at the man, strangely familiar.
3 HOURS LATER...
MYRA
I woke up with a spinning head. Where was I? I scanned the surroundings. Everybody was fast asleep. What time was it? I thought. I checked my phone frantically when it was 5AM in the morning. The sunrise seemed just minutes away. I moved when Naina's head landed on the sofa. Judging by the space, she and I slept on top of another. I tip-toed when I found Shaneela and Akshara awake at a corner.
'You guys didn't sleep?'
'No, we were awake' Akshara replied.
'The whole night?'
'Yes, the staff said that they move the guests before clearing up'
'Where are Kia?'
'Fooling around with Alonso, I guess' Shaneela snapped.
'What about Bhoomi?'
Akshara and Shaneela gave her a confusing look.
'She wasn't with you?'
'No, I haven't seen her since she left for the washroom'
'Nor did I'
'Maybe they both checked in, they were sharing the same room' Akshara suggested .
'Yeah, probably. I'd like to believe that' I answered.
'Lets get out of here for now...'
Ever since Myra told me about her vibrant Italian plans, I knew something or the other would happen with me. If I had the slightest idea that my pregnancy test would bring so much moodiness, I wouldn't have done it all! Kia was acting funny and weird, she should have been there beside me. But I broke out on her, she didn't do a thing to perturb me. I don't quite understand why she and I act like meteors half of the time. I don't remember when I last had a conversation with her without snapping or getting irritated. I had much more compatibility issues than my spouse. My spouse, his extra-concern always pissed me off, so before leaving for Italy, he and I had a terrible argument on that. What a memorable way to say goodbye! Now, he wouldn't even call, least send a message on WhatsApp, which I realised, I hadn't replied as yet. I wanted to talk it out with Kia, after all she is my best friend.
'Where are you going, lady?' asked Naina in the most enticing manner and I really enjoyed it. Wait, what? Weird hormones.
'I am just going to find Kia' I replied in the similar manner. As I left the four behind, the club seemed to be filled with the hottest crowd. Skimpy clothes, shining fabric and lots and lots of alcohol. It was bloody too crowded and I almost felt like removing my shrug. After few minutes of hovering around, I got tired and sat on the nearest couch. It was an uncomfortable position, a guy was making out with a girl right next to me. I couldn't see the girl's face because of the low light but the guy's mouth was stuck completely into hers. I was trying not to look at them because it was so casual at her. When I glanced at them for the second time, I couldn't believe my eyes.
'KIA! WHAT THE ----!' I screamed and almost got up from my place. The girl was apparently someone I know far too well sprang up. They guy I assumed was the one who gave us the passes, Alonso, moved out from the scene. He was right to do that. I looked at Kia disgusted and disappointed.
'Why would you do such a thing!' I completely lost it and screamed. Though, I was hardly audible due to the loud music, but loud enough to be heard by Kia. She stood completely quite, making no sign of emotion.
'Oh, is this the reason you joined us for the trip? To ---- around!' I scowled. Kia took that as no offense too, which made me even more mad. Then finally she broke the silence 'Just because you're married, doesn't mean I can't have fun'
'Fun? Is this what you call fun?' I said in disbelief.
'Whatever. Don't try to be my mom'
'God, you sound disgusting' and I stomped away from that bad position. It would take all Farah Khan films to make me feel more traumatized than what I witnessed moments ago, I thought.
***
AKSHARA
When I saw Myra and Naina drink their tequila shots, I felt like the moral soul inside me was calling for a time-out. Myra had offered me but I declined. 'There is always one Frooty friend', Naina had always said referring to me whenever we went for girl's night. But it was enough. Before enrolling myself for this mega-enthusiastic trip, I had promised myself to do something that was totally unexpected from me.
I ordered for a roll. Some of the La Viola Vino goodies. The bartender got eight shot glasses lined in a tray. 'Not more, I am done for the day' Naina cried as the waiter kept them on our table. 'I didn't order those' Myra recalled. 'I did' I finally cut through their confusion. Myra and Naina shot at me. Naina was excited as ever. Myra looked concerned on the other hand. 'Eight to start with can be dangerous' she cautioned me.
'I don't care. I am going to break the rules' I said in a surprisingly confidant tone.
'Go! go! go!' cheered Naina. I took the shot glass in hand. One, two and three.
'MUMMMMMYY!' my throat was on fire.
***
BHOOMI
I had to pee, really bad. But nobody out here was speaking English, at least their accent was too thick for me to understand. But don't all humans understand the word "toilet"! Finally, some chick with weird hairdo guided some comprehensible instructions till the washroom. 'Thank you' I said with the deepest gratitude.
Luckily, it wasn't too dirty and nor too crowded but was annoyingly away from the club. As I washed my hand, I saw a girl enter. Judging by her looks, she was some big hot-shot as she wore the latest Chanel outfit, Jimmy Choo heels and to compliment all that was her big Berkin bag. Her fringe hairdo covered her forehead. 'Nice bag' I said. It must costed her around twenty-thirty thousand euros, depending on the leather used.
'Yo wan et?' she said in her heavily accented voice.
'No, I am good'
Actually I wasn't. I didn't have the decency to carry a bag, just my phone in the secret pocket attached in my dress underneath. I left the washroom in peace as she didn't seem to like my presence.
'How rude' I muttered.
I saw a bunch of Italian men hanging around but something about them was quite unnerving. I felt a hand behind me as I turned back I looked at the man, strangely familiar.
3 HOURS LATER...
MYRA
I woke up with a spinning head. Where was I? I scanned the surroundings. Everybody was fast asleep. What time was it? I thought. I checked my phone frantically when it was 5AM in the morning. The sunrise seemed just minutes away. I moved when Naina's head landed on the sofa. Judging by the space, she and I slept on top of another. I tip-toed when I found Shaneela and Akshara awake at a corner.
'You guys didn't sleep?'
'No, we were awake' Akshara replied.
'The whole night?'
'Yes, the staff said that they move the guests before clearing up'
'Where are Kia?'
'Fooling around with Alonso, I guess' Shaneela snapped.
'What about Bhoomi?'
Akshara and Shaneela gave her a confusing look.
'She wasn't with you?'
'No, I haven't seen her since she left for the washroom'
'Nor did I'
'Maybe they both checked in, they were sharing the same room' Akshara suggested .
'Yeah, probably. I'd like to believe that' I answered.
'Lets get out of here for now...'
Comments
Post a Comment