Tuesday 28 February 2012

Stuck on u


i checked ma watch again...9.30 pm...m waiting for past one and half hour...and still no sign of her...i had tried calling her n also texted her but her cell was unreachable...damn...i was so sick of her "excuses" ...and now i vl have to listen to some more of them...i decided in ma mind...that this is too much now...i have every right to get angry on her...i have every right to shout at her...enuf is enuf..i vl do it today...i was building up ma so called “courage” but i was disturbed..



“sir we are closing d kitchen now” waiter said

“ohh...just wait for 5 more minz...i vl order “.. i replied in somewhat mortifying tone..
He just gave me another of those disgruntled look..probably he was expecting something different from me...
I remember how he had wishd me and guided me towards the table i had reserved with that happydent smile...now it was as if every1 was looking towards me as if i had commited a big crime...

(n another big agony that i cant order even...cuz madam always has her own choices and that too her choices differ everytym...and to be frank everytym she is d 1 who orders...so i wudnt dare to break that so called “tradition”..)

C’mon...wat can i do if ma gal promises me to arrive half n hour before our fixed tym...n yet havnt arrived 1 and half___________ *ma thots were broken midway thru as i saw some1 entering thru d restaurant door*

There she is...i said in ma mind (anger still in ma eyes)...ohh hold on...was she wearing that yellow chudidaar..yes she was wearing that same yellow churidaar which i had gifted her on her bday...n those necklace and earings...and ofcuz those matching bangles,..m sure she must have returned from some party/function...she caught ma glance and i responded by waving ma hand... she responded with a flying kiss

God..i have to admit 25% stake in that so called anger on her instantly vanished as a result of her “bold and beautiful” look/entry

She came and sat, i was still in the mist of that remaing 75% anger on her...
“so...hw u sweety..?? she asked in her sweet voice..she was unperturbed as if everything was going perfect
“where the hell were u???.. U are 1 hour 40 minz late” i bursted ...simultaneously pointing towards my watch (as to add some extra effect to ma statement)



She kept quiet for a while and then replied with that sweet convincing tone of her
“listen i was busy baby...u know today jyotika won a dance competition ...so she threw a party..and u know na ma presence was “inevitable”..”
“inevitable ha...nice...and wat bout ur presence with me...and wt bout ur phone..???”
“ok ok ...i said sorry na...and my phone is weird”

“wt???...ur phone is weird..???....c’mon thats d kinda answer u give...no this isn’t fair...i want proper xplaination..” ...yes i was going rite...i was bout to succeed in ma mission but then something weird hapend..

She said ok she vl xplain but slowly in ma ears....i tilted ma head and went closer...and she did the most unexpected thing....she came closer turned ma head back straight...and planted a kiss on ma lips....i cant literally write how it felt and stuff...cuz that tym ma brain died cuz of heart attack



But my heart described it later...and these are those words straight from my heart

I am convinced that right now if you zoomed into my eyes,
behind the darkness of my lids you would see fireworks that matched
the popping in my ears and vivid flowing of my blood.
Right now I am pretty sure I have no lungs
The most perfect kiss of my life.
I never want it to end, but you know I need my lungs back

We were both quite even though 5 minutes had passed since then...she must have felt little awkward later cuz this was very straightforward from her part...i thought of talking something productive

“so ma’am kitchen is closed now, aren’t u hungry”....i said looking straight into her enticing eyesight...god damn it...wt m i saying...n y d hell u giving me that look ...i took ma eyesight back on menu again
“come..” she said holding ma hand...
“i have seen bhelpuri stall outside...lets eat there..”

 She was eating every pani puri with such a pleasure...
I had finished my bhelpuri and was thinking...ofcuz bout that “incident” 15 minutes ago
She was saying something and i was lost in my own thoughts...thoughts about how lucky i was to have some1 like her in my life...

“pawan listen...u know what unlike goans. I don’t like eating in those ravish big restaurants,showing off fashion, night life, partying all the tym,living a hi-fi life...m a simple bangalorean...and i like life to be simple...and ofcuz i love simple people ....may be thats the reason why i love you..”
She said and winked at me
“hmm...that xplains my reason to be quite at the restaurant”...i said
And we both laughed (my 75% anger had dissapeard long back)

She was stuck by that simple truth...that most of the ordinary things can be made extra ordinary..if u have rite people with u...
And i...well i was stuck by d same bt in “vice versa” manner...


Tuesday 7 February 2012

V day post


V day is nearing and the eternal lover boy that i am, how can i let the chance go to add my bit to the occasion.
Heres one line each dedicated to each one of my ex girl friends, the definition of girl friend strictly being having said/typed the three golden words.
Whatever they suggest, I emphasize that I have loved loving these girls.

number1. Love and inertia are like carrots and radishes. They look similar but one is red and the other is white.

number2. Does dumbness really know no bounds or was it just you?

number3. If I cant tolerate you, most probably, I cant love you.

number4. No seriously, heterosexuality is generally fun. I just had an off day.

number5. You would like Sachin Tendulkar except for the mustache and remember, Tendulkar does not have a mustache.

number6. That message that you read was from number 5 and not one of my friend’s silly jokes.

number7. Today, its been eight years since we met.

number8. You would have a cute ass if u wax it.

number9. All TV serials are fictitious and should not be referred while making life changing decisions.

number10. I have started saying excuse me after farting.

number11. Loved your acting in ‘pretty woman’ and ‘oceans 12′. We should start dating again.

number12. If only you knocked at the door before coming over to my place that day…

number13. You never know, I might still just follow the diet.

number14. My successor made me puke.

number15. Belated Happy Birthday.

number16. Please make sure I am the first one to know as soon as you get your nose surgery done.

number17, Its unnatural to use Janu, sweetoo, cutie pie in one sentence.

number18. Hope you dont make that sound from your nose when you laugh.

number19. Some times, four inches of heels are not enough.

number20. Why did you have to become so hot immediately after we broke up.

number21. I still do, even though I know I shouldn’t.

number22. I am still waiting for your second blog after ‘the god of small things’.

number23. Hehe, you did expect I would call you back, didn’t you?

number24. You French! Racism sucks.

number25. The verb which follows ‘didnt’ is in present tense, even if you are talking about something from the past.

number26. You are the only girl I have ever come across who did not know that boys are pigs.

number27. Thanks for all the gifts. Sorry for disappearing two days ahead of your birthday.

number28. I switched to ‘axe’ from the road side ones.

number29. Not everything I say can be described as ‘stupid, cutely stupid.’

number30. You missed the right era for being born by seven millenniums.

number31. I promise I would not mistake your name with other girl’s name. Just come back. You are very special because you are only thirty first true love.

number32. If you come back, I promise I wont bore you by faking British and American accents, even though I have grown really good at it.

number33. Please change the ‘from my past relationships I have learned’ section from your Orkut profile. Some of my friends actually know we were dating and it is just too malicious.

number34. Parle vous anglais?

number35. The other day one of my friend talked dirty about you and I did just what you would have wanted me to, gave him your number.

number36. Wish you were not imaginary like the rest of them.

It was fun writing this post.
Should help being in relationship, yet again, this V Day.

p.s: the following post is for hummer purpose... hope u enjoyed it :)