Random short stories – Part 1

It was the best day of my life. I was going to propose to my 3 year girl friend. I was looking forward to this day for almost an year now. I got the loveliest ring for her, picked out the right clothes to wear, right spot to propose – the campanile tower on our University grounds where we first met, and had the perfect evening planned.

I reached the meeting point and was waiting for her at a stone table by the tower when a weird feeling takes over. The first thing I notice is that my shoes are different. That’s not the shoes I picked out in the morning, I don’t even remember I had those shoes. I immediately noticed my clothes are different too. I was holding a phone that wasn’t mine, or atleast I thought wasn’t mine. But I was holding it so I continued holding it for a little longer. All of this definitely felt freaky but I kept waiting for her. Its past a few hours now and she hasn’t shown up yet. I am already cursing myself on picking an afternoon for this. I was hoping to celebrate the rest of the day but this hasn’t turned out that way so far. I tried using the phone but it’s not my phone. Its asks for a  pin number that I cannot recollect. I cannot unlock this phone but with the looks of it I was sure it was mine. It had my name etched on it and said ‘Love’. So I walk up to the student center nearby and call her from a booth there. I got her machine. The answering machine used to have her voice but now it’s just the default message. Nonetheless, I left messages asking her to call me back.

It’s been a while now and I am beginning to worry. I get a call back from my girl friend. Well, that wasn’t her though…apparently I have been calling the wrong person. I gathered that my girl friend  doesn’t own this number anymore and the new person had that for almost 2 years now. I decided to drop by her house and make sure she was doing alright. I knock the door a couple of times and wait for her to answer it but its not her. She doesn’t live there anymore. I am shocked, surprised and freaked out. Not knowing what to do and still knocked out of my wits, I head home. To add to my confusion I don’t live there anymore. All my neighbors are different, someone else lives in my house and no one has any idea where my family is.

Life’s taken a wrong turn for me. It’s like I was dreaming all this stuff till now and just woke up or I was still dreaming in my sleep. Whatever it is, this is not my life. Not knowing what do to, I decided to go spend the night at a friend’s place. It is no surprise that my friend doesn’t live there either. Now I am too scared with all the bad looks I was getting from all these houses and I am the brink of calling myself mad. I decided to use the last few bucks in my pocket to call my oldest friends and left a message with all of them. It was night already and hoping for someone to call me back, I decided to spend the night on a park bench.

Read part -2 to know what happens next.