Call Bhaskar

This post is about a phone call I received yesterday. It was a wrong call and that person staunchly believed that I was Bhaskar's friend/colleague/passer-by/whatever. So what? What's special about a person calling you by mistake, that this fellow has started keying it in, you might think. Well, I would not have mentioned it here had not that guy called me four times on the trot. Yeah, four. I managed to count. I have progressed from abacus and have lined up those scientific calculators and... I digress.. I was actually listening to 'Sillunu...' and was thinking about the lyrics when my phone shouted at me. Lets call that dumb guy as DG. Well, here's the conversation.

Me : *muttering* "Hello?"
DG : "Hello?"
Me : "Hello, Who is this?"
DG : "Oh, Ravi! Call Bhaskar."
Me : *What the...* "Sorry, wrong number."

and I cancel the call then and there having felt disturbed by careless morons during my appreciation of the Fine Arts. Bhaskar who? I ask...


I was called up again. It was him.
Me : *with a gruff voice* "Hello?"
DG : "Bhaskar?"
Me : "I said this is a wrong number. There is no Bhaskar here. Check your number thoroughly before calling me again. Okay?"
DG : *hesitantly* "Okay."

The call ended and I continue to hum to that song.


The phone rang again. It was him again.
Me : *with a gruffier voice* "Helloooo?"
DG : "Bhaskar, I know this your work. Stop playing with me and return my money."
Me : *admiring this guy's logical reasoning abilities* "This is not Bhaskar! This really is a wrong number you are calling to again and again."
DG : *coolly* "No no no. I know about him. You dont have to strain yourself. Just call him. He would be beside you somewhere or at the ladies' cubicles"
Me : *What the..* "Hey! cant you understand english?. This is a wrong number. There is no Bhaskar here."
DG : "Oh, is it?"
Me : *amazed that he's still on the line* "Yeah, dont you call me again!"

and I cancel the call without even waiting for that guy's response and I continue to listen to the song happily ever after, so you thought. All my artistic leanings disappear and have left me wondering what the hell there is to do now. There was this sickening feeling that I did not wait to listen to Mr. DG's response. And sure enough, this guy had had perseverance and loads of it.

Me : *with my gruffiest possible tone* "Hello!!!!"
DG : "This is.."
Me : *interrupting him in the rudest possible way* "No, you listen to me first! This not Bhaskar's contact number. I repeat, there is absolutely no connection between Bhaskar and this number!"
DG : *raising his voice* "Hey! What am I supposed to do? They gave me this number as Bhaskar's number. But you are the one who is saying this as the wrong number."
Me : *stunned at his intelligence* "If I say this is the wrong number, then you are supposed to check it with the person who gave you this number. Not the person you are tormenting. Is that clear? The next time you call me, I will complain your number to the Cyber Police!"
DG : "Oh. Ok."
Me : "Ok?"

But he had ended the call. I wanted to make sure he doesnt call again. And I guess, cyber police has got its name spread far and wide to act as a deterrent. You see, he hasn't called me ever since...