The Stalker.

All the girls out there must have had their share of being stalked, I'm sure. There is more to come, I'm sure of that too. We all have given them their share of curses, which they all deserve. Whenever something like this happens, we all remember the famous Hindi film dialogue -- "Ghar mein Maa-Behen nahi hai kya?!" It is outrageously annoying.

It is one of the very few times when we, girls, wish that we weren't girls. We HATE the presence of each and every darned Male-human-species on this planet, even if they were monks from the Himalayas.

There have been many. This is just one of them.

It was the day when 3 Lakh people scratch their brains off to crack a State Level Exam. We had an Examination called MHT-CET (Maharashtra Health and Technology Common Entrance Test) on 12th May, 2009. My Examination Centre was not-so-close to my house, and none of my acquaintances had got the same Centre. I reached the place independently. The people there were pretty non-appealing, so I didn't really socialize with them that much.

The dilapidated desk which had my Roll Number on it was first in its row. I sat there. There were very few girls in the class, I noticed. But I didn't care. There was nobody in front of me and I obviously had no business behind to turn and look at people.

We were instructed in PURE Marathi(half of which I failed to understand) to keep the hall ticket on the desks so that it's easier for the invigilators to come and check the details without disturbing us while we write our oh-so-important Exam.

I, being the first person in my row, was asked to go forward and sign the sealed question paper packet before they were distributed.Bell rang. Exam started. Brains racked. Bell rang. Exam finished.

I got up. Walked out of the class. Walked out of the centre. Sat in my car. Came back home.

3 hours later

I get a call from an unknown number.

Me: Hello?

Some Guy(SG): *With zero fluency in his language* Hello, is that Jyoti?

Me: Yes, who's speaking?

SG: How was your paper?

Me: Errmm.. Pretty good...

SG: How was Physics?

Me: Good..

SG: How was Chemistry?

Me: Good..

SG: How was Math?

Me: Better than the other two...

I kept talking because I was curious to know who it was!

Me: But who's speaking?

SG: Guess karo.

Me: Ummm.. I really don't know. Can you please tell me?

SG: *In a playful tone* Not so easily! Keep guessing. Just remember who all did you meet today?

Me: Siddharth? *Because he's a friend who keeps giving me strange prank calls*

SG: No! Guess guess guesss!

This happened for quite some time.

SG: Okay you keep thinking. I'll call you in an hour or two to tell you who I am.

Hangs up.

I try hard to figure out. But then I forget about it after some time.

An hour later

Phone rings. Some different unknown number.

Me: Hello?

Same guy(SG): Hi!

Me: *Confused because last time it was some different number* Where the hell are you calling from?

SG: Different sim.

Me: Okay.. So tell me who you are?

SG: Your name is Jyoti, right?

Me: Yes..

SG: Your Father's name is blah blah and blah blah's name is blah blah, right?

Me: *All suspicious. But somewhat relieved because I thought if he knows everything about me, he is certainly not some random stalker.* Yes..

SG: Aha! It's so sad. I know everything about you and you don't even know my name! Ha ha.

Me: So please take the pain of telling me. Let the secret be out.

SG: Okay. My name is Aman. I was sitting right behind you in today's Exam. Why didn't you look around? You didn't even help me with any answers.

Me: Oh. *Trying to remember if i saw the guy behind me, even by mistake.* And how do you know my name and my NUMBER?! :O

Aman: The hall ticket! I could see it so clearly from my desk. :D

Me: HOLYSHIT. I didn't even dream of that.

I checked. The hall ticket actually had every darned thing on it, including my cellphone number and my residential address!

Me: *Pissed* And why exactly did you note it down?

Aman: *Changes his tone* Because I felt like calling you up and talking to you sometime..

Me: Aha.. So why didn't you talk to me then and there?

Aman: Because you looked very stubborn. I was scared to talk to you. And you left right after the exam got over. I tried to follow you, but the car was just too fast.

Me: Oh myy. So how did you suddenly get the balls of calling me up now?

Aman: So, would you like to do friendship with me? I'm looking for new friends.

Me: OMG you're one of those orkut guys!

Aman: Huh?

Me: Look, I really don't appreciate this. You shouldn't have taken my number in this way. If you really wanted it, you could have asked me. I was right there! Please don't call me ever again. You will not be entertained.

Thud. I kept the phone down. (Though you can't really do that with a cell phone)

How could he even dare to do that?! Unbelievable. The guys these days. No shame. Nothing.

I was scared for some time. He had my home address too. It was a freaky thought.

I told my brother about it later that night. He said, "Hmm.. Next time he calls, just let me know." He's my Macho man. :D

I told my mother about it the next day. She said, "Dekho ladke exam dene aate hai aur dhyaan kahaan kahaan hota hai." (Look, these boys come to give an exam and have their mind at all the wrong things.)

:P

I told my friend about it. She said, "HOLYCRAP. This is outrageous!"

Hmph. There was SOMEONE who thought like me. :)

Some guys are such losers I tell you!

Note the bold word in the above statement. :)