Love Dream Reality : Chapter - 8

“Did I ask, unaskable?”  Mannat asked Sam.

“Normally, the answer of your question would be, Yeah, it is askable. But in this case, it's different.” Sam replied.

“Why? I mean, I just asked his name” Mannat said “Like formally.”

Sam took long breath. He knew the reason.

“Well.” Mannat continued “I won’t ask him again but you can always tell me his name.”

Sam nodded.

“Then tell me. What’s in a name? Why he behaved so awkward?” Mannat asked again.

“Do you know who said that?” Sam queried.

“What? Who said what? Clear yourself.”

“Do you know who said, What’s in a name?” Sam cleared his-self.

“Yeah, I know. It’s Shakespeare.  And I remember that quote, too. A rose by any other name would smell as sweet.” She tried to sound the way Romeo would say.

“You, read?”

“Sometimes.” Mannat  said  and asked “Anyway, what was the reason behind that Shakespearean question?”

“You got his name.”

“What?”  Said Mannat. Eyes wide open.

“Yeah, It is what it is. You guessed it right.” Sam has anticipated this reaction.

“Shakespeare.” She said in disbelief. “Strange" She paused "If my parents named me something like this, I would be embarrassed as hell.”

“True” Sam admitted and quoted “With great name comes great embarrassment.”

“And he doesn’t like his name, right?” Mannat questioned.

“Of course.  There’s nothing to like about.” Said Sam “I mean what was his parents were thinking while naming him? Who in the hell name their son, Shakespeare? I know he is the greatest ever. But it doesn’t mean you name your child after him. Even, Napoleon was great, Hitler was great.”

“Thank god, it’s Shakespeare not Hitler?” Mannat chuckled .

“That’s right, too. I would kill myself. Seriously.” Sam agreed.

“If he doesn’t like his name than what you call him?” Mannat Inquired.

“Usually, I don’t call him by his name. I use bro, dude, man, friend, etc except Shakespeare. But if I see him in good mood, I call him by his name.”

“Hmm.”

“Sometimes I mock him.” Excited Sam said.

“How?” Curious Mannat asked.

“I would call him by its abbreviation. Which is Shakes.” Sam winked.

“Ohh! Don’t say that. It’s spell shakes but sounds sex.”

“Shit! That’s the exact words he uses.”

Without any reason, Mannat smiled.

“Why did you smile?” Sam wanted the answer.

“Its just…” She said “Nothing.”

Moments passed.

“You know his story, right?” Mannat asked.

“Which story?” Sam didn’t get it.

“I mean his namestory.  You are close to him. So he must have told you his namestory?”

“I think we are already late for the lecture.” Sam looked at his watch.

“Then leave the lecture and start the story."

“What? You mean right here right now?” Sam hesitated.

“Nope. Right now but not right here." She look around "How about parking?” She pointed towards her and the boy’s bike.

Sam sighed. He knew lecture is started and he was free. Still, he tried to ask “Why?”

“Why not?” Mannat counter-questioned.

Sam didn’t have the answer.

“Besides, Lecture is already started and we are free.” Said Mannat. Face tilted right and eyebrows up.

Sam surrendered. “Okay.”

Seconds later they were in the parking. Sam, on the boy’s bike and Mannat, on her scooter.