Hindsight

24th May 2010, Monday:
11:30pm
"By the way," she continued, "I'm STILL not your whore." 
11:27pm
"Sorry to disturb you at this hour," Static texted, "I thought about it. And my answer is no." 
11:20pm
Static checks her bank balance. It's abysmally low. She hasn't worked in nearly a month. She hasn't written in almost as long. Next month's rent. Next month's rent. And oh ya - next month's rent.
9:15pm
Phone rings. She picks up.

"Hello?"
"Static! How're you?!?!? It's me, Chutiya Misra."
"....."
"Hello?"
"Yeah. What's up?"
"So? Have you heard the latest about me?"
"Vaguely."
"I'm in Delhi. Working with Fantasmorgasmic Films."
"Ok."
"So, I have a job for you. Only you can do it. Also, no one else was free."
"What."
"I need you to write for the InternationallyNarcissistic Channel. Investigative documentary. Thrill, intrigue, shock, tears. Blood."
"......................"
"Subject: Mangalore crash."
"What?"
"Yeah man! Think about it. First on scene. Beating MyMomma'sAnMP Productions to it."
"Let me think about it."
"Money no object."
"I'll let you know."
"Ok. And by the way, all's forgiven."

23rd May 2010, Sunday
4:15pm
She lies sprawled on her bed, watching the news. A young boy of 13 is in shock. He has a mike thrust in his face. 'Beta, your parents and siblings perished in the crash. How do you feel?'
He cannot speak, he cannot cry, he can barely stand. He is of no use to the reporter.

In deep anguish, Static tweets.


7th Jan 2009, Wednesday:
10:41am
Email exchange: Static to Chutiya Misra "If I'm reading this correctly, you want me steal SuperMoneyful project from under Esteemed Colleague's nosehair?"
1:22pm
Email exchange: Chutiya Misra to Static "I have bought your soul for pittance. Go forth and kick Esteemed Colleague in the groin."
1:46pm
Email exchange: Static to Chutiya Misra "I won't do it, you mammoth turd."
2:01pm
Email exchange: Chutiya Misra to Static "Don't lecture me on professional ethics, slut. I own your ass. I am King of the Universe. Hahahahhaha."
8.14pm
Email exchange: Static to Chutiya Misra "Give me my money, bitch. I'm outta here."

13th Nov 2008, Thursday:
12:00pm
On recce for the ThisWillWinAwards project. Chutiya Misra & Static check into hotel.

Chutiya Misra: Should I book one room or two?
Static: Errr...what?!
Chutiya Misra: (wink, wink) One room will save money. One bed, hehe.
Static: Yeeeeeaaah. I don't think so.
Chutiya Misra: Oh ho! OtherIntern was more fun. Why not you?
Static: Because I'd like my own bed. Oh, and I'm not your whore.