'Isn't this Quiz Up addictive?', whined Tanya, her thumb on an auto-mode clicking away answers to glory and her eyes fixed on my nice big new Nexus 6 screen.
'What's this stupid game about T! People at work too are hung ho about this. Do you actually game those strangers across the world?', I felt like a kindergarten kid.
'Hmm', she replied instantly, jolting slightly for every answer in lightning speed and occasionally cussing at the wrong ones.
'So maybe the six degrees of separation comes in handy! Isn't the Bacon number fascinating? You practically know every mortal in some way!', I exclaimed.
'It is', she said uninterested.
I snapped. 'Can you stop cracking that screen and talk?'
'God wait. You're forever talking. Lemme finish this one game, I'm a step away from becoming Zen-Master ten times in a row.'
'Eh?'
After a minute of intense quietude and focus, she gleamed at the screen.
It read, 'You're now a CEO. Use title?'
'Hell yes I'm using it!', she hit yes.
'CEO? Hahha whattt?', I was very amused by now.
'Look, I just finished my 50th level in Business. Aaand that makes me a CEO!'
'Whatever. Can't be bothered', and I smiled and took back to reading 'The Bankerupt'.
'You should totally try this, it's amazing.'
'Here, type your password', she almost pasted the phone on my face.
I gave her a disgusted straight face. 'And now you have all the time to talk right? Go awayyy'
'Shut up and type!'
'Why should I take all of this nonsense Varun?', I yelled to him. He was busy on his laptop and smiled to himself.
'Let's see, which topic do we choose... do you wanna play Grammar and be a Grammarian?', she flashed her brows.
'Do I look like I care?'
'Game on. Now play'
'Wait, who's this Steve Patrick from United Kingdom?'
'Just. Play'
In no time, I got trapped too into the whirlpool of winning streaks against randomness players. Game after game, the excitement and energy only surged. 10 minutes into the game and I was in level 7. I always loved anything got to do with 7. 'Oh Level 7! This'll be interesting', I smiled to her.
'Waiting for a response... ', and my phone began ringing.
It was an unknown number, but it began with +65.
Truecaller flashed 'Varsha Kapoor, Singapore'.
I literally sprang up from the sofa with the phone in my hands. Hands trembling, heart pounding, eyes unsettling.
'It's Varsha...', I told Tanya aghast.
'What? How did she get your number?', she echoed my thoughts.
The ring faded away in a few moments. I stood still not knowing how to cope with anything.
Varun came over to the hall sensing the uncanny silence between the two claptrap clowns.
'What's up? How're the sources of noise noiseless?', he tried to ease the tension.
But in vain.
'It's Varsha, she's...' and the phone began ringing again.
'Calling...', I tried completing my sentence.
Varun looked at me. 'Pick it up, now!'
'What? Have you lost...'
'Pick it up, damn it!'
I kept staring at him like he had me at gunpoint.
'Okay, you aren't going to end this right. I'll talk to her!', he yanked away the phone.
'Varun NO...'
'What's this stupid game about T! People at work too are hung ho about this. Do you actually game those strangers across the world?', I felt like a kindergarten kid.
'Hmm', she replied instantly, jolting slightly for every answer in lightning speed and occasionally cussing at the wrong ones.
'So maybe the six degrees of separation comes in handy! Isn't the Bacon number fascinating? You practically know every mortal in some way!', I exclaimed.
'It is', she said uninterested.
I snapped. 'Can you stop cracking that screen and talk?'
'God wait. You're forever talking. Lemme finish this one game, I'm a step away from becoming Zen-Master ten times in a row.'
'Eh?'
After a minute of intense quietude and focus, she gleamed at the screen.
It read, 'You're now a CEO. Use title?'
'Hell yes I'm using it!', she hit yes.
'CEO? Hahha whattt?', I was very amused by now.
'Look, I just finished my 50th level in Business. Aaand that makes me a CEO!'
'Whatever. Can't be bothered', and I smiled and took back to reading 'The Bankerupt'.
'You should totally try this, it's amazing.'
'Here, type your password', she almost pasted the phone on my face.
I gave her a disgusted straight face. 'And now you have all the time to talk right? Go awayyy'
'Shut up and type!'
'Why should I take all of this nonsense Varun?', I yelled to him. He was busy on his laptop and smiled to himself.
'Let's see, which topic do we choose... do you wanna play Grammar and be a Grammarian?', she flashed her brows.
'Do I look like I care?'
'Game on. Now play'
'Wait, who's this Steve Patrick from United Kingdom?'
'Just. Play'
In no time, I got trapped too into the whirlpool of winning streaks against randomness players. Game after game, the excitement and energy only surged. 10 minutes into the game and I was in level 7. I always loved anything got to do with 7. 'Oh Level 7! This'll be interesting', I smiled to her.
'Waiting for a response... ', and my phone began ringing.
It was an unknown number, but it began with +65.
Truecaller flashed 'Varsha Kapoor, Singapore'.
I literally sprang up from the sofa with the phone in my hands. Hands trembling, heart pounding, eyes unsettling.
'It's Varsha...', I told Tanya aghast.
'What? How did she get your number?', she echoed my thoughts.
The ring faded away in a few moments. I stood still not knowing how to cope with anything.
Varun came over to the hall sensing the uncanny silence between the two claptrap clowns.
'What's up? How're the sources of noise noiseless?', he tried to ease the tension.
But in vain.
'It's Varsha, she's...' and the phone began ringing again.
'Calling...', I tried completing my sentence.
Varun looked at me. 'Pick it up, now!'
'What? Have you lost...'
'Pick it up, damn it!'
I kept staring at him like he had me at gunpoint.
'Okay, you aren't going to end this right. I'll talk to her!', he yanked away the phone.
'Varun NO...'
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