Cannabis Diaries : Episode II
He knew something was happening when The girl, the one dancing on the stage, suddenly started looking FAT. “The cannabis has got me,” he told himself. He could feel the Bass in his head. He was… Happy. He tried to focus, or rather not to focus on the Dancing Fat girl, but to his horror, the projections in front of his eyes bent in space – as if somebody has put a magnifying glass over the Fat girl & pushed the rest, the crowd, the walls, the entire open air theater miles farther! “Heheh, the Halogen (floodlights) effect!” he reasoned. “I better leave before the Fat girl molests me!” he furthered reasoned. And he took off…
“I need a new walking style,” he said to a suspicious passerby after methodically studying his shadow. It must be really cool n heavy… like Sanju Baba’s. “Aye Circuit,” he mouthed while trying one style. He tried several others. Powerwalks… Casual, tilted head types… Moonwalks… “Hey, Wait! Didn’t I pass by this same light pole, like a minute ago? And a minute before that??” He suddenly came to senses. “wh… Where am I?” he wondered…
Inside the Subway, he ordered a sandwich. Toasted, all veggies, extra lettuce, extra jalapenos… he proceeded to give instructions. “bdbdblddlbd. bdbdblddlbd.” – He heard himself saying. To his surprise, the waiter did not look surprised at all! Relieved, he sat at a table, munching his Sub. “Did I ask for Southwest or Mint (sauce)?” he scratched his head, which by now had started feeling as if, he had just shampooed his hair with Head & Shoulder’s Cool Menthol…
As he was about to nibble on the last bite, a familiar face went across towards the toilet. “Oh God, No! Not these guys!” he prayed. He got out. There were more familiar faces waiting for him outside! They looked as much surprised as he was. Some pleasantries were exchanged. “What the… ! My friends won’t get off my back even in MY hallucinations!!!” he agonized. He convinced himself that he was Imagining them! (as he had read somewhere: ‘Your worst nightmares come to life only in your dreams.’) Making sure that everybody’s busy chatting n watching ‘birds’, taking the cover of the dark, he escaped…
After having ‘Seen’ zillion Déjà vus (e.g. passing by the same lamp post, thrice in 5 seconds) & climbing a never ending loop of stairs, he finally reached his room. After successfully wrestling with the lock, he switched on the lights. “Whoa!!!” he yelled. It wasn’t his room after all! The place looked serene, unearthly… and mysteriously familiar… “Is this…? Is this…?” he suddenly leapt forward, landing on his left elbow. “I have found the Cave of John Galt!!!” he said, with all the emotions in his heart…
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