A true hilarious stroy

This is my true hilarious story, sharing it in QL to have a laugh and to alert other drunkeyyyysss to be careful. (:

I wrote it as an article.

Though I don’t believe in the Mayan’s Prediction but just to face the reality in open air I was sitting in Doha Corniche till late night. Weather was so nice and peaceful with the natural music of cool breeze, water like an army trying to push the great parapet wall of Qatar , the sound of the fast moving vehicles were making it as a remix version of lullaby.

I came home with peaceful mind that we still have years to live. I did ring the bell as usual and opened the door. I thought my house mate (XXX) is sleeping but surprisingly there was a strange beautiful lady sleeping in the coach. She was wearing big ear rings which were producing a nice romantic feminine sound around her. It was obvious in her face that she just woke up from a deep sleep. I said “Hiya!”and walked through the hallway to drop my laundry packs. Half the way through I heard the shouting from the coach “Hello! Excuse me! Who are you?” I kept my clothes in the wardrobe and came back to the living room. She was half wrapped in the blanket with huge confusion in her face. She was trying to bring masculinity in her voice just to show that she is very strong like a WWE champion... Again she yelled at me “This is my house, please leave & get out of my house, Bye..” I said in my heart WTF but told her politely that this is my house and I live here. How did you get in? Are you XXX’s (my house mate short name) friend? I thought I can ask her the directions to the wash room just to make her feel that she is not in her home but I was sure that this question will lead her to the kitchen.

Lady: Oh really? Noooo this looks like my home. I am sorry. I am really sorry. I came with my friend but I don’t know where am I.

Mubi : No worries. You can stay here and sleep in the coach. I will drop you back in your home tomorrow morning. (As I felt that she is pretty much drunk).

Lady : No. Thank you. You are so kind but I will leave now.

She picked her half opened handbag and walked through the hallway. I asked her where are you going?

Lady: I will leave. Where is the door?

I pointed out the exit and then told her to pick her shoes.

Lady : ohh thank you. Ok…nowww I will pick up my shoes and I will leave.

I followed her to make sure where she is going. She pulled the door too fast that it locked automatically and we both were trapped outside as I left the key in my room.

Mubi : How did you get in? Do they have same lock & key for your door too?

Lady: I don’t know.

She gave me her keys. I tried them on my door but they were not working.

Mubi: OMG they are not working…How did you get in? Do you live in this building? What is your falt number?

Lady: ohh I don’t know I came here with my friend. My flat number is 401.

Mubi : Ooopps We don’t have 401 here.

We were just walking along the corridor to find her flat.

Mubi : Ok Gimme your friend’s mobile number I will call him.

She was trying to open the Garbage room (May be she thought it is the flat 401).
I dialled the number and asked her to talk.

Lady : ohh sorry It was my number.

Mubi : Damn. Ok no worries. BTW what is your friend’s name?

Lady : XXX (She told my housemate’s name)

Mubi : Hahahaha OMG! U gotta be kidding me. Come on in, she is my friend too. Why didn’t you tell me her name before.

I gave her a duvet and she had a nice sleep in the same coach again.

OMG I was laughing for a long time with my head under the pillow as it was one of the real, historical and one of the most hilarious moment of my life.

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