THE ADVENTURES OF UNEMPLYED MAN!

All the characters in the story are real. If you find any resemblance

with someone you know that is purely intentional and no regrets!


One thing I want to make it clear before I start- I am not drunk!

Life is such an interesting tale. Sometimes it makes you happy and brings all the joy in the world. Sometimes it simply fuck you! I was a destiny's believer. So when good things happened in life I used to boast my brilliance and whenever ulta happened I could always blame 'destiny'.

About the jobs I quit. I didn't want to lose all the jobs I lost recently. My expectations and the nature of the jobs I had to do was not at all matching. Hence I opted to quit.  

And when I had no job my lover inboxed me this text; " Sidharth, See now you have no job. My parents are never gonna like you. And you proved that you are useless. Please don't call me or text me. We are through!". I didn't say anything but after that there was no SMSs or calls from her. I never knew that she loved my job. Slowly I understood that I was brutally fucked. Not fucked, Raped!

Parents said, You should not have resigned. I kept quiet. I knew they are sincere and worried about their Son's future. 

But there are some relatives, They would simply ask those questions you never wanted to be asked in a public place. Whenever they meet you, irrespective of the places, occasions they shoot those questions. It may be a wedding reception, A funeral, A party night. Thing is that they knew you have no job and you are totally fucked up. But they want to do others a favor. Wonder what favor? They also want others to know that you are fucked up! Sadistic but social service indeed.

Now everyone out there knew that you are a loser. Someone may laugh as if they watched a comedy show. Someone will come to you and advice you. Most of the advices would be like; ' Dude you were wrong there, What the hell you have done there, You could have just hanged  there etc. Someone will even offer a job too. They will tell " Dude see next time when you meet me online I will get you my e-mail id do send your CV we will see". You will be expecting a lot from the last guy and next time when you see him online you will say 'Hi' and the bugger at the other end simply logout and go or else he will turn of the chat.
But there you learn a lesson. Next time onward you will not listen to such bullshits. 

I was shocked when one of my female cousins turned her face away when she saw me standing near a shop, smiling at her. I had seen one of my relatives warning a kid that, don't go near him, as if I was a cannibal!

But I know there is something in the store! Thats what pushing me!


For Sidharth

His Best Friend

Sharath Muthirakkal.


Thanks for your time guys!

LOSER MANAGING A FAKE SMILE!

Once again he looked in the mirror. He checked himself

smiling and nodded. After losing his 6^th job he never managed to bring that natural smile on his face. But today, he was determined to bring back the lost smile. His cousin sister’s wedding reception was just a couple of hours away and he knew that his juniors would be there, relatives would be there. He didn’t want to look like a buffoon in front of them. Somehow he managed to smile. Let me put it in other way; somehow he managed a fake smile on his face and decided to move to the auditorium.

He wore denim and a black shirt. After losing his last job he has managed to reduce his weight. He became lean. He didn’t shave and went with a beard which was telling everyone watching him that, he was not alright. Yet he thought that, the fake smile would cover up everything. He reached the venue half past 7 and got a warm reception. He smiled and moved on. But one of his relatives asked him straight away “Dude you lost the job as well right, ha ha ha , now you are gone man”!. Suddenly the smile on his face faded away and he left the scene in seconds.

He bumped on Rani Aunty whose son is settled in US of America after his MBA and Daughter working in Wipro, Bangalore after her B-Tech. It was like escaping from a lion’s den and entering straight into the leopard’s mouth. Rani Aunty was excited seeing him

“Arey Sidharth Bhetta… How are you? Oh I am sorry, You lost that job too na?. Now you must think a lot before going to join somewhere. See your Cousin Rohan is performing well and was the best performer Award winner for the previous month too. You should chat with him when he comes online. He will give some tips to you, which would help you find out some good jobs”. [Sidharth had stopped contacting Rohan since he started talking about dollars and global marketing terms]. Sidharth nodded and walked away from Rani Aunty.

He met Tinu, his cousin whose marriage reception was underway and about to leave to the food court. Then one familiar voice called him and he looked back. It was Rwitika his Ex-Girlfriend. Rwitika and Tinu were classmates from school and Sidharth wished to die there. He cleared his throat and returned a cold ‘Hi’ and about to leave. But Rwitika came forward and stood in front of Sidharth, blocking his way.

Rwitika: Dude heard that you lost that job as well. When you gonna be consistent man? Show some maturity. At least think about your future no?

[She was the girl once loved Sidharth’s immaturity, Childishness and what not!]

Sidharth: Rwitika, leave me alone. I know what to do. He left the food court without eating and rushed to his motorcycle and left the auditorium.

He drove his bike to the beachside BAR and settled with a half bottle whiskey. He tried to relive in all scenes. He thought about his first job, second job, third job, fourth job, fifth job and the last one. He thought about that uncle whom he met first at the wedding reception in the evening. He thought about Rani Aunty, Her Son Rohan and finally thought about Rwitika and her sarcastic statement. Then he pulled himself and locked inside the toilet. He looked in the mirror. Started counting…One…two…three…and he saw the smile coming on his face and that was what he needed. He laughed loud and drove back home, Drunk and with a smile on his face!

THANKS FOR YOUR TIME

SHARATH MUTHIRAKKAL