Charades by Sukhbir Cheema

I was playing a game of charades with my friends when it came to my turn.


I held the card up close and read the word in my mind.


“Funny”


Now.. how am I supposed to act out funny? As I wondered, I stood up and went in front while scratching my head. I took deep breath in and pretended to laugh.


“Haha!”


Someone shouted, “Laughter!”


I nodded my head and made circular motions with my hand. Yes! Close, what else! My mind yelled. I pretended to laugh again.


“Hahaha!”


“Making fun!” One shouted. I shook my head and laughed again, this time even more seriously. I want to win this game, you see. But my laugh was forced. It didn’t sound like a laugh, rather it sounded like a belch.


“Joke?” one questioned.


Close enough! I made circular motions again.


“Joking!” one yelled.


I shook my head. And pretended to laugh forcefully again. This time I made sure to laugh a little longer.


“Ahahahaha!!” I held my tummy.


“Laughing!”


“Laugh!”


I shook my head. Very close! But why am I laughing? I raised my hands in question.


Someone shouted, “Mad fellow!”


“Mental patient!”


This elicited laughter from everyone, including me. That’s it! This is it! I’m laughing because it’s funny! So I pointed to this moment.


Someone said, “Floor!”


I slapped my forehead. More laughter. I pointed at the closest person who was laughing the hardest.


“Owh! I know!” one exclaimed. “Mocking!”


No! No! I shook my head.


“Making fun!”


“Poking fun!”


“Being mean!”


“Existentialism!”


What the fuck is existentialism bro? My mind remarked as I laughed along with everyone. Then I pointed at each and everyone.


“Us!” they said in unison. One said, “We.”


I shook my head. Owh man, how am I going to do this? The thing with charades is, you got to act out the word without saying a word. So I scratched my chin to think.


Someone yelled, “Itch!”


“Scratching!”


“Thinking!”


Owh you morons! I raised my hands to stop them.


“He’s saying stop. Okay what is it bro?”


The sheer difficulty in getting them to say the obvious was so frustrating, that it became a hilarious affair. I burst out laughing.


“Laughter!”


I raised my arms in question. I raised my eyebrows. I laughed again. Why do we laugh?


“Joke!”


Close! I made circular motions again.


“Giggle!”


“Chuckle!”


“Chortle?”


I laughed harder this. Genuinely. And I pointed at myself.


“You!”


I shook my head and pointed both fingers at myself.


“Me!”


“I.”


Ahh for fuck sake, it’s so obvious, people! I laughed harder at the frustration of them not being able to see the answer. I kept both fingers pointed at myself.


“What is it bro?” someone said, frustrated.


I only had one answer; more laughter. I pointed at myself even more. Then someone finally answered.


“Funny!”


I heaved a huge sigh of relief.

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