Pottermania

I couldn't resist any more. Not after those dreams. Soon after breakfast, I darted out of the house towards the bus stop. What if shop runs out of stuck! Who kows how long I'll have to wait then.
I was waiting for a bus on the main road. Before long, I saw a blue and white BMT bus glidig towards the stop. Just as I was getting ready to board the bus, the familiar name munnu rang out loud and clear above the din of the traffic. As I craned my neck above the passing traffic in front of me, I percieved Abhik (our acquaintance dates back back to the start of my B.Tech career when I was belaboured with hazaar gyaan from this senior) waving at me across the road.
I decided at once. No way I could have boarded the bus ignoring his smile. It may all turn out for the best after all. So I went. It was indeed a pleasure to see familiar faces at an unfamiliar land. I mean somehow whenever I think of any IITM guy, be it my friends, seniors, or even Aman I always tend to associate them IITM. That is the place I picture them all to be whenever I think of them. It was akin to seeing your school headmaster at a public restaurant. Mild surprise followed by an acceptance of the situation. Well, I went.
Glad though I was to see him, the pleasure wasn't entirely mine. He too flashed a warm smile. I asked him where did he work, where did he stay, etc, the usual stuff people meeting familiar faces on a street ask each other.
"Where are you up to?" He asked.
"To buy Harry Potter."
"What! Yaar Ganga waalon ke saamne to apni izzat ka dhyaan rakh," stealing a glance at the two guys standing beside him.
The faces of the other two widened into a condecending smile.

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I was on the bus on my way back, all agog to read the book, my ears burning hot and red with the anticipation.
The phone gave a discreet ring. As I prressed the green button, Abhik's voice answered answered at the other end- "Can you buy a Harry Potter for me also?"