(So this is something that Judy Balan and I were very kicked about trying out and we had great fun doing it too!
Judy is the author of 'Two Fates' and came out recently with her second, 'Sophie Says'. We were keen to figure out what would happen if my 'Sid' and her 'Sophie' ever caught up. And so one fine day, we put this scene together, where she played Sophie and I , of course, played Sid!
Check it out and also head on over to Judy's blog 'Woman and a Quarter'
Thanks for a fun 'date', Judy! Ha ha...)
When Sid Met Sophie
Setting:
A Bar in Chennai. Lights Dim. A guy and a girl find themselves sitting next to
each other at the counter. Both are on their third or fourth drinks.
Sid: (Preens, trying to get her to notice his
newly sprouting French Beard. He refuses to be the one to say something first
even though he feels like a conversation. It would be too forward of him.)
Sophie: And this is a day I never thought I'd see in Chennai..
Sid: (Hoping she isn't one of
those crazies who end up in places like this) Excuse me?
Sophie: (completely ignoring his
cautious approach) Nothing, I find it charming that you think you're being
subtle while checking me out.
Sid ( sputters and
chokes-he was in the middle of taking another swig of his Beer. Recovers and
says with as much dignity as possible).
Madam. I assure you I was not. I was merely looking at MYSELF in the mirror to
see how my new French Beard is coming along. I apologize if you thought I was
looking at you. (He adds) I am very
much a married man. Married fifteen long years, actually. (Shows her his ring to convince her of the fact.)
Sophie
(rolling
eyes) Okay, relax, take a breath and all that,
Gilderoy Lockhart. (a beat, speaking more
to herself ) Wow, so there's hope for that sinking institution after all…
Sid: Gilderoy..who? Oh I see. I understand. I'm sometimes mistaken
for a foreigner. Well, it happened once. Oh, but that's when I was in China, so
I guess I was a foreigner only (Shakes
head to clear it). Anyway. My name is Sid. Siddharth, actually, but
everyone calls me Sid. And you are...?
Sophie: Never mind. You might be too old for a Harry Potter reference
anyway (quickly realizes she's too old as
well and tries to change the subject). I'm Sophie. And everyone calls me
Sophie. Or The Breakup Coach.
Sid (shocked) A ...break up coach? I didn't know there was such a thing. How
unusual (Suddenly realizes she was making
a barb at his age). Hey. I'm only 36. I've been TRYING to look older
because I might soon become a VP at my company. And I'll have you know that my
marriage is JUST FINE. No sinking institution at all. (Sinks lower in his chair, trying to keep thoughts of his last fight at
home at bay)
Sophie I was actually commenting on marriage as an institution and not your marriage
specifically, but interesting response (looks
at him like she's making a psycho analytic observation). Also, VP at 36,
huh? Good for you. I'm 31, fashionably quit my job a few months ago because it
wasn't "fulfilling" and now I have nooooo idea what I want to do… (smiles vaguely, looking straight ahead.)
(a long pause). You know, at this
point, it is polite to offer a sad fact about your life.
Sid (caught off guard) Sad
fact...well, I would except that my life is fine, FINE. It's Rockin'! (thinks for a bit, realizing he may be
overdoing it) Well, I suppose...it could get better. Mandira and I have
been ...er, having differences of opinion rather a lot. But that's normal in
any relationship, right? (Changes track,
embarrassed at having opened up to this strange girl, although she is kind of
cute. But he's married!) So, no job eh? A free bird-types?! I'm sure
joblessness has its moments. Doesn't it?
Sophie (noticing he's embarrassed
about opening up and getting a kick out of making him feel worse): Whoa,
whoa, Sid…too much information.. It's not cool to discuss fights with your wife
with strange women at the bar, you know? (impish
smile)
Sid (feeling uncomfortable)
Yes, yes...well, you're the one who started with the whole break up, sinking
institution thing. Never mind. Wait, so you're not really jobless then, right?
You do that...Break up Engineering thing?
Sophie (laughing) You're so
cute... (Doing a Sid impression)
"you're the one who started it..nananana" (chuckling again)..sorry, sorry, I'm 4 margaritas down. And
yeah the Breakup "Engineering" thing is more of a blog I write. It's
called Sophie Says. Hey, you should look it up on Facebook! Uhh, not that you
need it or anything.
Sid (Tips of his ears turning
pink at having been called cute. But wait, she's just making fun of him)
Yeah. I definitely, so definitely don't need your services. (Doesn't like the way that sounds) Er,
what I mean is ... yeah, my marriage is fine, but still. What do you do
exactly? I would look it up, but I'm not much on Facebook. I don't get the time
at work, busy long days, meetings, emails, important stuff, you know. Plus (confessing a little shamefacedly) They
keep using some Firewall thingy to block it at office.
Sophie (laughs): Well, as a
Breakup Coach, I get to slap some sense into Breakees. Uh, Breakees is a word I
coined for people who get dumped. You know Relationship Junkies who think
they're entitled to whine all over town, throw tantrums and boil your bunny
because you dumped them? Yeah, I like to fix those losers. Kind of like a
contribution to society and all. Also, this whole thing is built around the
philosophy that it is the Breakers who suffer more at the end of a relationship
and NOT the Breakees who have friends, countless tubs of Baskin Robbins and
good old fashioned self-pity to fall back on…(Looks at Sid thoughtfully).Also, you keep saying that your marriage
is fine A LOT. Just an observation. Feel free to ignore it. But you know, you
strike me as the king of denial.
Sid (defensive) That's
because it is Fine. A LOT. That's just how it is. I am so totally NOT the king
of Denial. That's just ( Realizing he's
denying it too hard) ...And I have no idea what this Breaker and Breakee
business is. Isn't it possible for two people to just mutually decide that it's
not working, at some point? ( He takes
another large swig to fortify himself. This conversation is taking a toll on
him. Looks at her, with almost a plea in his eyes this time) Doesn't that
EVER happen?
Sophie: Like I said, just an observation. But I feel like you're very
all-caps-y every time you talk about your marriage, you know? (she sighs, there's a pause) And I wait
for that day as much as you…the day when the breaker and the breakee deal with
their own problems…(examines her glass.
it's empty.) So tell me, mysterious stranger with too many unresolved
issues, should I order another one or are you afraid you might fall in love
with me? (drunk laughs).
Sid ( trying to suppress the
strange attraction he feels towards her. Come on, you're the master of
suppressing things, he tells himself) I'll take that chance. (turns away from her) Bhaiiya! I
mean Waiter! We'll have another refill, this lovely young lady and I.( Searches his head for a safe topic)
So...are you from Chennai?
Sophie: (thinking to herself:
Oh, crap. What did I do. I already have a Ryan and a Yatan to deal with and
after all the grief I gave Bonnie about the married guy… oh, please God..I've
learnt my lesson! I shall never judge again!) (Smiles). Yup. Been here all
my wife. Er, life. You?
Sid: I'm from Delhi. Er, well, I'm actually from Lucknow but now I
live in Delhi. Used to be in Bombay, but my wife got a great job opportunity in
Delhi so we moved there. Good for me, though! Doing very well at work. The VP
thing you know. ( Realizes he sounds like
a bit of an ass but it's too late to backtrack)
Sophie:
I was just at
that point in my margarita buzz when I had gotten past my existential pain. But
now that you've reminded me again about what an unaccomplished mess I am what
with that VP thing you keep bringing up and all.. (pouts at the mirror, trying to see if she can appear girly for a change)
Anyway… this has been peculiar, Sid. I never thought I'd see the day in
Chennai.. when a cute guy would check me out at a bar and then tell me that he
was only checking out his new french beard. (smiles)
Sid (Humorless laugh)
Okay! Fine! You want to hear it? I will TELL YOU (getting very loud)...I'm a VP
at my company, all right...BUT YOU HAVEN'T ASKED WHAT WE MAKE!
WE MAKE TOILET CLEANERS. YOU KNOW...STAIN
REMOVAL FOR WESTERN AND INDIAN STYLE BOTH. NEW PERFUMED VARIANT. I WENT FOR THE
PRODUCT RESEARCHES MYSELF. IT WAS ENLIGHTENING! HAHAHAHAHAHA
Sophie: Ohh-kay. My girl erection just went down.
Sid: So You're not the one with existential problems! I'm the LOSER!
Ha ha! I WIN! (suddenly realizes what she
just said, and looks hopeful) You mean I could have...we could have...can
we rewind and maybe ...
Sophie: (laughs) I think
this is the point in that drunk cocky boy meets drunk damaged girl scenario,
where they should both get up and leave. (Leans
in to whisper to him mock-seductively) You know? Since your marriage is
FINE and all? (picks up her bag to leave,
flashes him a smile.) This has been sweet, Sid. But let's NOT keep in touch
on Facebook. (winks).
Sid (calls after her) I
wasn't interested anyway! You're not my type after all! And I'm too
loyal! My MARRIAGE IS FINE! ( Sees he is
now alone except for the waiter staring at him with arms crossed. Looks at him
haughtily) One more, Bhaiiya! (Slumps
over the bar)
*Curtain*