Keys!

“Twinkle, please can you take the money. I need to use the washroom, I’m going home.”

“Fine, just go!”

So I was left alone on the road with the auto rickshaw driver. After 5 minutes I at last had the change and I rushed home because I needed to try the dress on which I bought. As I was rushing, I found my sister on the way, who was trying hard to walk promptly with her heels on without tripping.

As we reached to the door of our house, my sister started looking for keys in her bag. 

“I can’t find the keys.”

WAIT! WHAT?!

“You mean we are locked out? You know mom and dad are out of town, we are doomed, and I have school tomorrow, and I have an exam too! You better get me inside anyhow!” I started with my out lash on her.

“Twinkle I am already in pain! I am going to pee anytime soon, don’t start with the drama! Just look in the bag, I am going to walk so that I don’t pee in my pants.” And with this she started climbing the staircase to the terrace.

I was looking and looking, I couldn’t find the keys anywhere, though I could hear them. There were useless things in the bag, makeup kit, headband, pen, ear cuff, bills, cards, ring, coins, but no keys!

“Twinkle did you find the keys yet?” My sister asked with her hands on her belly.

“Is there like a hidden chamber or something in this? And do you think if I would’ve found them, I would have been sitting here on the stairs waiting out for you?”

“Just keep looking. UGH! I am going to die.” And with this she went upstairs again.

I turned the bag upside down, still couldn’t find anything!

“Twinkle?”

“What now?”

“I...”

“Don’t start, I am still looking! Keep your ideas to yourself.”

“I peed in my pants.”

And with that I went into a laughing fit.

My sister, who is 23 years old, doing CA, peed in her pants!

As soon as she uttered those words, I found the keys. They were stuck in the base. She rushed inside the house, changed her pants, and poured water all over the staircases.

After like 10 minutes our door bell rang, there came the people of our building, and asked us if the water tanks on the terrace are overflowing and if that is why the water is dripping downstairs.

Now how was I supposed to tell them that it isn’t just water?

Later, after checking the terrace, with no signs of overflowing water tanks, they went back to their flats.

“If only you could have found the keys faster. Nothing of this sort would have happened.” My sister said rolling her eyes.

“Or if you would have just controlled that bitchy nature’s call! How could you not stop such thing? You are not a 2 year old.”

And with this we both went into a laughing fit all over again!

P.S. She asked me to not to ever mention it again, but I am a bitch like that nature's call!