Half Insane

Chapter 1

I was walking down the stairs and noticed that there were some people standing at the bottom of the staircase. One of them was standing with his mouth hanging open while the others were paralysed with shock. I wondered what was giving them such disbelief but than my intelligent mind supplied, it must be my English.
Oh! yes. Less than a year ago I didn't use to speak English like this. I was a Beehivy after all, and that gave me a tendency buzz around almost everywhere (even in places I was unwanted or most wanted, if they happened to be bounty hunters) in my Beehivy accent. But now though, I knew what people wanted to see, so I used that knowledge to my advantage and became the man I was today- "Bhet and Chakat."

I took a deep breath and as I reached the bottom of the staircase I addressed to the people standing there. "Who are you? What do you want?" See, the thing is that I don't act dumb, I am actually dumb and that is the way my mind works.

The people were almost looking like tiny puppies that we see on the streets, cooing whenever a car hits them. I wasn't car though and they weren't hurt. They were just watery eyed and the gleam in their eyes sort of reminded me of well, myself. I am a shining star after all.

I turned on my heel and headed toward Ladki Sukanya, the love of my life. I didn't care about waiting for reply of the crowd because honestly, who were they in front of me! I know what people want and I give them that. On the other hand, people don't know what I want and pretend to be my fans.

Ladki was tall, fair and her hair were all over her face. No, I don't mean that she was Anil Kapoor's relative, I mean that the wind was blowing, the violins were playing in the background and my heart was beating like a drum in as if Yo yo Honey Singh's days of glory were finally over. Honestly, I could direct my heart to produce the most wonderful rhythms but that is another topic, I don't like to boast on my talents and give others inferiority complex.

So we were talking about Ladki, and I was telling you that the wind was blowing. It usually did in my presence. Everytime I would eat popcorns and tell about how people find true love on matrimony sites, a spot boy would come with blower trying for shooting the video of my hair going hair and thair. But they didn't, they were curly and I had stuck them to my head with honey from my Beehive.

Anyways, I saw that Ladki was waving her hand now. I waved mine too but then I thought that the people who were standing behind me, admiring my behind deserved a wave too! I waved at them and they waved back. We all kept waving until the bus to Beehive came and I sat with Ladki and returned to Beehive.

Of course, I could just have lifted her and flown away, but I didn't want to give her an inferiority complex. So, I tweeted, "Watch me nene on the way way."