“Man... Aashito has gone completely mad!”
“What happened?”
“We were on the train coming together as usual and I happened to see a very sexy girl, who also happens to be a student of our school. Now as soon as I show him that girl, he starts running towards her like an ox pushing everyone and like creating a complete mess… See, there he is, Just look at his condition…”
“Hey Aashito, are you… good?”
Asked Diti as soon as Debu pointed at me, entering the classroom.
“Does it look that way?”
The teacher has not yet come… HEh, Today this slacker will die!
“Debu, just tell me one thing - how exactly do you want me to kill you…”
“... See, that’s what I am talking about - he’s gone completely MAD; Diti, please protect me”
“You TRAITOR!”
“...Guys!”
“DON’T call ME a traitor… It was you who started running towards her like a creepy stalker, I was seriously considering jumping from the train depending upon your actions…”
“...Hey…”
“YOUUUU- I SAiD I will EXplAin everything later righ-”
“Ahem… Sorry to interrupt you but what do you think you guys are doing?”
It was the hysterical voice of our Physics teacher.
My rage blinded me from noticing the fact that she had already entered the class and was staring at the circus monkeys, which happened to be us :)
“Whoa… she is on some time travel sh*t today…” exclaimed Debu
“...Ehhhh… Sorry…”
Uttering whatever I could gather to get out of being the center of attention, I slowly sat down with an apologetic face as Debu slid over to my seat.
“Hooligans…” seethed Mrs. Pal looking at us… “...Everyone, open your textbook to page number 79…”
…before beginning class.
“What’s up with her… getting all hyped right in the morning,” whispered Debu
“Hell if I know…!”
This day is hell
I looked at my target, the man indirectly responsible for all of these events - Dhruba Kumar Singha.
He was tapping on his desk and swaying his head swiftly to the rhythm, not that I could hear it…
*Bell Rings*
Huffff, finally…
“MOVE IDIOT!” yelled Debu before scramming his way out by jumping past me.
“Tsch, So annoying”
“What’s up with you anyway… Like why so irked?” asked Diti
“Will explain later… I have got some real important work now”
“... okay”
I got out of my seat
Finally the time has come!
The arc which started this morning will most definitely end now…
On reaching his place, I found him in the exact same position as I was yesterday. In addition to that he was having his lunch (biscuits) from a small container.
Surprisingly he did not have his earphones plugged in…
I sat down beside him.
“So you’ve finally come to me, dar-ling…”
Didn’t notice until now Dhruba was totally high on some drug or sh*t, he started making lewd faces, lewd expressions. Kids these days… I mean.
“DON’T KISS ME YOU FOOOOL!!”
“Umm hmm darling, don’t move- this is a good moment… I’m so glad you’ve come to me. I was so alone, and those girls don’t even talk to me (smiles with tear)”
“Leave all this, listen up. Your playlist was really awesome dude. So many new artists and such unique songs! You really have decent taste man… Wanna have lunch together?”
“If you’ve loved my playlist, yeah sure why not?”
“Is that a personal or business policy you follow XD?”
“It’s an extra-personal policy rather…”, says Dhruba with another of his lewd faces.
“Want a biscuit?”
“Eh… not exactly hungry you know…”
“Okay, so what’s up? Did you like the playlist?”
A weird sense of calmness and relaxation kind of toned me down.
Sitting beside him has an entirely different kind of vibe.
His way of speaking is very casual, like someone who does not have anything in the world to care about.
“Btw, what did you mean by decent taste back then when you were talking about the playlist?”
“Like after listening to it, weird events keep happening with me…”
“Hmm, that’s quite understandable from the condition of your uniform but how’re they related to the playlist?”
He asked with a languid expression.
“So basically, first I had a dream this morning where it was like I was standing in front of a big stage with people all around cheering for two people who were playing…”
“Oh my God, that’s an interesting dream… You became a DJ in dreams XD”
“Yeah kinda funny :D, and then, this morning some random stranger suddenly approached me on the train and asked me weird questions…”
“Like?”
He asked while closing the biscuit container.
“... Like ‘You a new member’ or some-”
He looked at me with a perplexed expression
“Member… Like you were just standing and he came and asked you?”
“Yeah ABSOLUTELY, I was just standing and listening to music and he-”
“Wait, by music you mean the playlist given by me?”
“...Yeah and oh yes! On that topic, who is the artist named ZiX MusicaX?”
“...”
“It was in the artist names of one of the songs…”
Dhruba stared at my face with a hilarious, blank face.
“... That name keeps appearing before me time and again, like when I woke up from that dream it was the name I saw on the speakers, and on the train, I was listening to that song ‘My Broken Harmonica’ by ZiX, when that strange guy appeared…”
“These little incidents of yours are really perplexing to think about not gonna lie…”
“That is not all; I bumped into a guy from our school later and surprisingly he also had another music playing with the same artist name ZiX MusicaX!”
At this Dhruba burst out laughing.
“Man, You really are one hell of a creep XD”
“I AM CREEPY you say? Your playlist is creepy!”
“XDDDD”
“...:| -> :) -> :D -> XDDDDD”
My seriousness and pent up stress all gave in to his barbaric laugh, and in turn made me feel like laughing at myself too…
It was all so silly XD
Really, like thinking about me taking all these simple stuff about a artist name in a random playlist so seriously and getting so hyped about it feels so cringe
“Man, you need to sometimes really slow down and process whatever is happening with you :D”
“Yeah… :)”
“Anyway, I really don’t know anything about ZiX MusicaX, like I found him one random day on Spotify and I have been listening to his music since then… that’s all.”
“I see, you really have great taste in music. I was really impressed by all the music in that playlist, like all of those were in the category of music but… How to say, it's very unique and distinct from the music I usually ever listen to… do you know anything about how this type of music is created…?”
As soon as I asked this question it was like all the chaos stopped at once - it was that feeling when you go on to say something excitedly but then everyone around you suddenly gets quiet; almost like the calm before a storm.
“Ever heard of FL Studio?”
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