Funny Story: The Moment of Happiness

He glanced at the ink pen sitting on the writing table, with immense pride he picked it up. Vyomkesh was happy today, he quickly glanced at the table calendar, the red mark on the date 1st Jan 2010 made him smirk. Finally the day was here.
Finally the nine years of torment were over, his dear daughter turned 18 and the last of the palimony cheque.

He remembered the speech he had prepared for this occasion, ‘Today, at the stroke of midnight, I become free. No more paying half of my life saving for my wife who dumped me and ran away.’
He was in a cheerful mood today, he went to make coffee all by himself. Funny thing, he realized how the whole fight started over morning coffee. He went to cook a fresh batch of pan cakes for his morning breakfast.
No more torments, no more cheque, no more court dates. He can meet his daughter anytime he wants, he can provide her things. Finally can rectify the mistake of hiring the bad lawyer and loosing his daughter to the cruel mom.
She came down in her pajamas and kissed on his cheek, ‘Good morning daddy.’
‘Hey good morning sweetheart,’ he smiled as widely as he could in a decade, ‘Happy birthday, honey.’
‘Thank you, so much, daddy,’ she smiled as she ate the first batch of pan cakes.
He puffed his chest as widely as he could and spoke the next words,
‘So, hon, you are eighteen now, today while you go with your mom for lunch, do give her this last cheque,’ he stressed the last words very carefully, ‘Do tell her that now she has no way to torture me for the rest of my life. Also tell her, its finally over, and also mention that she disgust me and that I hate her, will you? Sweetheart?’
‘Sure daddy,’ she said sweetly.
So he spend the awesome day, even more awesome. He enjoyed his lunch in happiness.
Finally his daughter returned for dinner, which he had ordered from the five star restaurant in the city.
‘So’, he asked cheerfully on dinner, ‘Gave my message to your mother?’
‘Yup,’ she said sweetly.
‘So… what did she say?’ he asked, not knowing when to stop.
‘She gave you a message, daddy,’ said his daughter, ‘She told me to tell you, that I am not your daughter.’

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Howdy folks, this was my 200th post, which earlier I wanted to give a boring lecturing on the journey of blogging, and how I reached and blah blah blah, but then I thought what the hell… who wants boring speech anyways, I want to entertain you and here goes. I promise to do so more and more and even more than the more. So have a blast coming, just 3 days to go.
If you didn’t observe it yet, I have a new domain for the blog, sidoscope.co.in and a brand new email id for all communication.
Email: hi5 AT sidoscope DOT co DOT in
Cheers,
SiD aka Ravan.