Dates in Ohio, Tokyo and Brooklyn

I’ve been walking a few nights thinking about dates and how I want to write this story called, “Dates in Ohio, Tokyo and Brooklyn”.

I walk, walk a lot like a crazy mad man. I am getting addicted to eating gum these days, I often have 3-4 of them stuffed altogether in my mouth. I chew , chew, chew and chew more till my jaw starts hurting. It feels horribly annoying, but it straightens my ugly looking jaw line. I want to look adorable and sexy.

I try to see objects around me, sit at the bus stops, look at railings, a few drunkards, dogs and form an imagery. An imagery of me walking with Gerard Way hypnotizing me in my ears and all of a sudden 2-3 dogs attack me. I am in the imagery, lost inside my imagination now and disconnected from reality.

One of them jumped on me, I fell down and I shouted, “Fuck” in haste and I was completely startled and scared. But, I calmed down because all they wanted to do was bite me a bit here and there. I straightened my back and sat on the road till they were done giving me a couple of wounds. They stopped, nodded at each other and started walking away.

I was like, “What the fuck ? What about my turn ?”.

They started walking away from me. 3 of them, one completely white, the other with black patches and the third was completely golden. I held the Black patched dog with his tail and pulled him towards me. And, I hugged him and patted on his head. I let him go after that.

It had rained and I had exactly fallen inside a small pond of muddy water. My chino shorts was all scathed in mud now, I had wounds on my hands, neck and shoulder.

I picked up my phone, plugged-in my earphones and I opened camera to see how badly they bit me on neck. It wasn’t that bad, so I sat there for a while looking at the ground, picking up stones and muttered, “only few are biting me, the rest don’t even want to walk around me or smell me. They just don’t bite me for not being what they thought of me”. I started sobbing in disappointment and let out a tidal series of crying, hiccups and pulling mucus from my running nose in to not look dirty on the street.

I got up, walked to the nearest “Well-being Medical”. It’s a cool medical here, where they do not have any person to manage, it’s all based on your honesty. You take your product, pay at the counter and leave. I went in to feel the Air conditioning on my wounds and started finding.

I was finding the Beverage refrigerator, apparently this one has it kept very much inside the store. But, I found it.

I walked towards it and I saw syringes kept in a packet. I felt excited about them, so I picked one and put it in my pocket. I got a can of Regular Coke, opened it and took my first sip, “Slurpp!!”. Romantic chemical reaction between the Coke and my brain started, I felt very relieved in the first sip and I bottled the whole can down in just 2 iterations. I said to myself, “Ohhh boy, now that is what’s called A-d-d-i-c-t-i-o-n”.

I made the payment, it was 212 INR for the syringe and 40 INR for the coke.

I got out of the medical and proceeded towards my apartment thinking about, “Dates in Ohio, Tokyo and Brooklyn”. I know a bit about Ohio from this Netflix series called, “The Pradeeps from Pittsburg”. Tokyo is again a beautiful city in Japan. I love the high standards and high rise buildings in Tokyo, it’s a very lively and happening city. When I think of Brooklyn, I don’t know much since I never cared to search or read about Brooklyn on Wikipedia. I just know that, it resides in New York State and I absolutely love NY.

I reached home, opened my editor and started writing.

“Miliyah and Satoshi have been chatting with each other from a very long time on social media now. They have finally decided to meet at a Cafe called, “Gray’s not a color”. It’s a cafe, bookstore and they also spin vinyls the whole day. Both, Mili and Sato love music, coffee and like to spread hate in each other’s mind for their favorite books. They look like a lovely couple and there is some hope that they’ll end up getting into a successful relationship together”.

Felt enough for Tokyo, now I wanted to enter the artistry of Brooklyn.

I wrote, “Ash and Violet are a lovely couple. They are in a living relationship and stay on 1201 Surf Avenue, Brooklyn, NY 11444. Violet has been bugging Ash for a very long time to go on a Coffee date, just the both of them. No specific goal to talk about, just stare into each other’s eyes with some coffee or hot chocolate with Macarons on the sides. Go out with Ash to the Brooklyn Museum to see the new Art exhibition which features this artist named, “Mangesh Rappaport” from the Mausoleum of Ginza. Ash agreed to it, he got ready to go out instantly. Ash ended up getting a complimentary kiss from Violet to let him know that he’s looking very handsome. Violet wore a Yellow Leather Jacket, with a striped cropped tee on the inside, Black jeans for the bottom and a pair of black Dr. Martens for a comfortable walk on cracked Brooklyn side walks.”

Gerard Way is still hypnotizing me and I want to fall in love with him, I am just ambitious, passionate and amazed of him.

I looked at what I wrote and I felt it was fun, apparently “Mangesh Rappaport” in the story is me talking about myself. “Rappaport” was just a person with whom Frank McCourt worked when he was working on loading heavy duty luggage on Cargo Ships. Disappointment waved again and I let the smile leave my face like a passing cloud.

I got back to writing the last city - Ohio. I gasped and started writing.

“Elijah and Elianor have been consuming a lot of drugs recently. You cannot expect anything else when two drug addicts come together and fall in love with each other. They are going out in Elijah’s car to a nearby park to sit and just talk with each other about Psychedelics and writing. Elijah’s apparently a fabulous writer. She writes things, I am going to plan for her. The world is different to her, she is always in this clever and clear state of mind to write when she’s high on Weed. Apparently, it’s the opposite for Elianor, he gets dumbed down and has BT when he consumes weed. Elijah gets into a very focused state of mind and can write better when she does weed. They’re in car, smoking, emptying the whole carton of beers they bought with them. Elijah’s been driving while Elianor is taking a short nap. She looks at him and feels worried. She looks in the front and again at him. Scratches her nails through his hairs with love and adjusts his long hairs which were coming over his eyes and puts them by the side over his ears. She loves Elianor a lot. While all of this was happening, she loses focus while driving and ends up driving over a baby porcupine on the highway.”

I stopped and felt, “it’s fine, I’m done. I think I’m serving my purpose of writing”. By now, my wounds all dried because of the air conditioning and they have started to itch me a lot.

I got up, opened the window and felt the hot air coming from the outside. I got goosebumps and they hurt my wounds a bit. I asked myself, “Why did I write this ?”.

I thought for a while and told myself, “To conclude that everyone’s dating, everyone’s facing, everyone’s falling in love, everyone’s feeling what they don’t want to, everyone’s drinking beers, everyone’s driving cars, everyone’s killing animals, everyone’s hoping for something, everyone’s watching the sunset, everyone’s writing, everyone’s working, everyone’s reading, everyone’s drinking coffee and chamomile tea”.

Thoughts stopped themselves and I whispered, “Everyone’s sleeping and I should too”.

Good night.