No Parking Any Time

Place: Bedroom of the Base family.
Time: 2:30 am

Mr. Base woke up and realized that a trip to the bathroom was inevitable. He got up and put on his slippers. There was not much light in the room but being in the same house for last 30 years had enabled Mr. Base to find his way in any part of the house, even with a blind fold.

Thud!!

Mr. Base got his knee banged badly on something which he didn’t expect to be placed at that certain place in the room.

Mr. Base: “Oh God, my knee! What is this in the middle of the room? I have told so many times not to change orientation of the room.” He couldn’t see what he had bumped into, as it was quite dark.

Mr. Base: “It looks like a table, and quite a heavy one too. Do we have a table in the bedroom?” He tried to push it aside but it was too heavy for him. He thought he would deal with it later and tried to find his way to the bathroom but with no success. “Where does it end? This is certainly a very long table. And wait a minute what is this? Is it..is it..what on earth is this?”

He went back to bed and switched on the reading lamp.

Mr. Base: “Oh dear Lord! DARLING! DARLING! THERE IS A CAR IN OUR BEDROOM. WAKE UP!"

Mrs. Base: “What is it dear? Why are you shouting?” She said while looking for her glasses.

Mr. Base: “Darling, there is a car in our room. And believe me I don’t remember parking it here in the last 30 years.”

Mrs. Base (Still looking for her glasses): “What do you mean there is a car? What’s a car doing in our…OH DEAR! IT’S A CAR!!”

Surely, not many people are accustomed to see a car or bump into a car in their bedrooms right in the middle of the night when they get up for a leak. But Mr. & Mrs. Base, being quite old fashioned and orthodox in their views about the world, had all the rights to overreact at the surprising presence of an automobile in their bedroom, at such an odd hour.

Mr. Base: “How did it get in here?”

Mrs. Base: “Certainly not through the door. Dear I am not feeling well. Call police or some one for help?”

Mr. Base (Checking the phone): “It’s not working yet. It’s been dead since evening.” He got up and tried to go to the living room to try another line.

Mrs. Base: “What’s the problem with the door? Is it locked, dear?”

Mr. Base: “It’s the car. It has blocked the door.”

Mrs. Base: “Oh dear! I am scared?”

Click! Click!

Mrs. Base: “What’s that sound?”

Mr. Base: “It was the car door. Oh God! There is something inside the car. Get back darling! Get back! There is something inside the car.”

The car door on the driver’s side opened and something, well to be precise, a man in his 20s, with a big smile on his face, stepped out of the car and said “Greetings! Have you people seen my cat?”

Mrs. Base: “Oh dear! It is a man…and…and he is wearing a swimming costume!”

(Concluding part to follow soon!)