Piya stared at her clothes. She has been doing that for god knows how long. As she fingered through the materials of each of her dresses trying to decide what would best suit the specialty of the occasion, she could not suppress a smile that kept spreading through her lips however much she tried to hide it. It was her and Raghav's third year anniversary. she felt like a teenager again, heady with love for her husband. Suddenly her eyes fell on the ring on her finger and it opened floodgates..
* * * *
Raghav and Piya had always been friends. They had the same group of friends in college who always thought that Raghav and Pya were meant to be together. So, it didnt come as a surprise to when they started dating. One year later, it was 16th of January. Raghav took her for a long drive after the night show movie. While sitting in the car and kissing eachother deliriously he popped the question--
"Will you marry me?"
Piya didnt know what to say..
"Don't you think it's a little too early baby?shouldn't we at least give it some more time?"
Raghav smiled."I know you are scared darling. You might think that I wont love you as much as I have. But you are wrong. Piya you are my word, my life and at every point I will always keep you as my first priority come what may. I love you and am never going to hurt you."
As the cold ring slid on her finger glittering there, Piya felt a sudden desire to cry.
"I am so happy. I cant believe i am so happy."
* * * *
The clock chimed 5pm. bringing Piya hastily back from her reverie. She felt a tear roll down her cheek.
"Stupid me" she thought as she got a pink sari out of her closet. Raghav loved this sari. She had worn this when she had first gone to meet Raghav's parents. It held special memories for her. It was in this that they had first made love. It had been beautiful and painful. She remembered every moment of it as she moaned and savoured it. It felt like homecoming to her. Finally she had found fulfillment. The sari had a lot of memories...
* * * *
Raghav had forgotten it last night that it was their anniversary the next day. Piya did not blame him. He was engrossed in a lot of work. She smiled and gave him his gift. It was a t-shirt he had liked.
"You aren't angry na baby?" Raghav asked with his face all puckered up like a child.
"No darling. I'm not. but you better not forget it tomorrow." She had laughed and said.
Raghav also laughed and took her in his arms--
"No baby, I wont forget it again. And I'm going to make it so wonderful for you, my darling wife."
She had suddenly felt a will to cry.
"I'm so happy. I can't believe I'm so happy" she thought.
Suddenly she felt very vulnerable. As she cuddled up to him she whispered into his ear:
"Raghav let's make the day really special tomorrow. Let's forget our work, our friends, everything..and just be with eachother...like a date or something where we get all dressed up and stay up all night."
"Whatever you want baby. I'm all yours"Raghav muttered as he kissed her. The watch chimed. It was 12am.
* * * *
Piya did not go to work today. She took the day off and just surrounded herself with memories. The more she remembered, the more she felt alive. She realised that buried beneath the pressure of their work, she and Raghav had both let go of the beauty of their relationship. They loved eachother but always forgot to show it to eachother through their actions. The nightly "I love you" followed by a kiss was more like a ritual now than a sacred moment.
"I guess life does this to people"she thought. She decided that from now on she will make more of an effort to show Raghav how much she loved him and appreciated him. And that has to begin from today. This anniversary will be a new beginning for her.
"It's going to be so special".
* * * *
It was 7pm now. Piya had dressed up in all her finery. She looked like a queen in her attire.
"Queen" she laughed as she thought about it. Raghav used to always call her his Queen because she didnt not like being called a Princess which he used to call his ex-girlfriend by.
She looked at the mirror and smiled secretively. She had indulged in really expensive sexy lingerie for him. She knew how much he loved it when she looked all sexy. The sari brought out her curves. She felt....very feminine...very alive. Running after her work she often forgot to dress up just for the heck of it.
"This feels good" she mentally remarked. She could not wait for Raghav to come back.
"He wont know what hit him. He wont be able to keep his eyes off me. Oh God! I love him so much. I can't believe I don't do this for him everyday" she mused..
* * * *
It was 8pm now. Piya called him up.
"Where are you? How long will you take?"
"Hey baby, actually there is this office friend's birthday party today. He absolutely insisted. I'm sorry baby. I will be a bit late."
"But Raghav you promised...you promised that we will keep this day for ourselves"her voice cracked.
"I know darling. But I seriously couldn't get out of it. I'm so sorry baby. But the plan remains. I'm going to get out of this as soon as I can mayb in another one hour and then we spend the enitre night out together-just me and my pretty wife.What say?? please baby..."
"Ok. But please don't be too late. I'm waiting here."
"I know. I wont be. Love you darling."
"Love you too."
* * * *
It was 11.50pm. Piya sat flipping through the channels., her fingers pressing the buttons of the remote mindlessly. her kaajal has got smudged. The lipstick was barely visible on her lips. She looked at the clock. 10 more minutes and it would be all over. Suddenly she heard the car stopping outside. Piya's face lit up. Her earlier langour now gave way to nervous excitement.She adjusted her sari and touched her make-up. She looked like a Queen again...his Queen.
* * * *
With a spring in her steps she went and opened the door. Raghav stood there smiling. He looked very tired and a bit drunk.
"Hey baby." he came near and kissed her.
"Hey my tiger."
He went straight to the bathroom and came out after changing into his night shirt.
"Uh...aren't we going out for a drive?" Piya's voice faltered as she twisted the end of her sari with anticipation.
Raghav looked sheepish." No baby. I'm really tired to go out now. Lets just celebrate here...in the bedroom...you and me with the lights out..." He gave her his devilish smile.
Piya couldn't help laughing. This was so like Raghav. he Got her all angry and then made things all right with these comments.She gave him a sexy smile.
"You never said how i looked?"
"you look beautiful."
She smiled."You make yourself comfortable on the bed Mr. Raghav. I have a special treat for you."
"Achcha??... I can't wait... Don't keep me waiting baby.."
She laughed and went to the bathroom as she saw him climb up on the bed. She hurriedly took off her sari and then her blouse and petticoat. She now stood only in her black lingerie.
She felt so naked , yet so happy. She knew he would love it. They would make love all night long and wake up in the morning all spent up in each other's arms --tired but divinely happy.
She hastily dabbed some perfume on herself and then with a nervous feeling walked out of the bathroom into the dim light of the bed room. She saw him lying on the bed waiting for her.
"I'm going to so tempt you tonight. .. I will be your sex goddess" she purred in a sexy tone as she walked towards him. She got on the bed and slowly came near him, almost trembling with anticipation...when he will touch her..when he will claim her.
He was asleep.
"Raghav! Raghav!"
He groaned."Ya baby. I'm awake. Tell me."
"you are not awake. I can see you are sleeping."
"I'm sorry baby. " His eyes cracked open. "I'm just really tired out. But i promise I'm going to make it up to you. It's just one day darling."
"But this one day is our anniversary" she almost shouted.
"I know that baby. I love you and I promise I'm going to make it up to you."
"What if I'm not there for you to make up to?"she threatened.
"Don't leave me baby. I always try to make you happy. Please understand. Its just one night." he looked at her drowsily. "Love you darling". He came up and kissed her.
"Love you too" she said in a dead voice.
He smiled: " Good night baby. I love you so much. We will talk about this tomorrow."
He rolled off to sleep. Piya felt very stupid. She felt broken and stupid. She felt an amazing urge to cry. sitting in her lingerie, she let the tears fall.
"I am so happy. I can't believe I'm so happy" she muttered to herself. Somewhere the clock chimed for a new day.
Tuesday, February 24, 2009
Thursday, February 12, 2009
a date to remember
one bad date can ruin ur entire dating reputation...well i learnt this from my friend nick. from a dating must he turned into a dating no no.. nick has always been popular with girls.. with his cherubic face and charming ways he was always a girl magnet. being friends with him we saw a string of girls sigh for him everytime he passed them. well in spite of being so popular he never really went for dates as according to him he was too shy and was waiting for the right one. well the right one did come ...and disaster followed suit.
anne was a senior to him. when she started being all friendly with him we realised that nickboy has hit a jackjpot. dating a senior is always great ego booster and reputation builder. eliot said that april is the cruelest month..but for nick the undoing came in the innocent month of september. finally he asked anne out. it was a grand affair. he got all ready and everything and took her to a fancy hang out place.. and then disaster struck.
nick always had a soft spot for chicken..he can hog on for hours. well the date was no different. he ordered every kind of chicken dish available. the problem was that anne was also an avid chicken eater. so the moment the chicken came there was almost a marathon like race about who could eat more chicken. but our friend nick with years of practice finished his plate first. anne was savouring hers bit by bit...nick started drooling looking at that and then he did the unthinkable. in a swift second of weakness he stretched out his hand...anne thought he was going 2 clear out some spot on her face...but slowly the hand moved away from her face and towards her plate and ..he grabbed the piece of chicken and in one swift motion stuffed his mouth with it. anne was too shocked to react. she just sat there petrified not being able to believe that behind that angelic face lay a psycho glutton who snatched food from ur plate. taking advantage of her stupor, he said looking at her plate " are you going to eat that?" and before she could answer he took the plate from her side and started eating out of it...
i guess the date ended then only unofficially. but still the bill paying was left. the waiter came with the check. anne said that she would love to share the bill but nick was insistent that he pays the bill as he had eaten most of the stuff from both their plates. well she let him. i guess she was already tired of him and wanted 2 get this over with as fast as possible. then came the second shock...
nick opened his wallet and there was no money. he suddenly remembered that he had left it at the bed side table. he started signaling to anne..at first she couldnt understand what was the meaning of the profuse winking and weird hand gestures...finally nick drew his chair close to her and whispered..."i kinda left my cash at home...so can u pay the bill??"...anne couldnt believe it.. not only had she the worst date of the century where she was still hungry, but also now she had 2 pay for it..she gave him the meanest look she could come up with and took out the money and gave it. and walked out.
nick ran after her and said " dont i kiss u good night?"....
a resounding slap ...and nick had never had a date in college again...
Thursday, November 13, 2008
A Thank You
Sometimes i lie awake in the dark
Thinking of what my life has become--
A race without a meaning, a life without a spark.
Listless and angry, my senses benumb.
Then i look at you darling
Sleeping beside me, with your hand in mine
And i feel a smile creep up my face
That tell me i will be all fine.
Strife, anger, bereavement, rage
Time goes past me in a haze
More i try to get out of the cage
I fail,my frustrations ablaze.
Then i look at you darling
Standing beside me, mine hands in thine
I cannot express the feeling
That i sense with our souls entwined.
Life's a banter; in it i crib and nag
Hoping that in my cranker
I can stop this drama, nothing but a fag.
A drink here, a hangover there
Nobody is happy, everything seems unfair.
Then i look at you darling
You give me a gentle squeeze
Helping me get out the anger
Giving me a release.
Hail, summer, winter, torrid rain
Every season that torments me
Reminding me of what all i could gain
And everything that i have failed to be.
Then i look at you darling
Braving with me every storm
Taking in all the blows and sticks
Sheltering my soul to form.
Depressed and moping, i stay
Don't know what i've to fear
Doing everything to get on your nerves
Baffle you with my accusations
Making you feel guilty with my tears.
I know you can't take it anymore
Wait for you to quit and go
( Dare you to do it)
But you give me a tired smile and say "NO"
"NO" to giving up on me
Giving me another chance to be.
Don't know how you can still love
A lost cause that i am
Just want to let you know,'fore it's late
Thank you darling
For always being there for me.
Thinking of what my life has become--
A race without a meaning, a life without a spark.
Listless and angry, my senses benumb.
Then i look at you darling
Sleeping beside me, with your hand in mine
And i feel a smile creep up my face
That tell me i will be all fine.
Strife, anger, bereavement, rage
Time goes past me in a haze
More i try to get out of the cage
I fail,my frustrations ablaze.
Then i look at you darling
Standing beside me, mine hands in thine
I cannot express the feeling
That i sense with our souls entwined.
Life's a banter; in it i crib and nag
Hoping that in my cranker
I can stop this drama, nothing but a fag.
A drink here, a hangover there
Nobody is happy, everything seems unfair.
Then i look at you darling
You give me a gentle squeeze
Helping me get out the anger
Giving me a release.
Hail, summer, winter, torrid rain
Every season that torments me
Reminding me of what all i could gain
And everything that i have failed to be.
Then i look at you darling
Braving with me every storm
Taking in all the blows and sticks
Sheltering my soul to form.
Depressed and moping, i stay
Don't know what i've to fear
Doing everything to get on your nerves
Baffle you with my accusations
Making you feel guilty with my tears.
I know you can't take it anymore
Wait for you to quit and go
( Dare you to do it)
But you give me a tired smile and say "NO"
"NO" to giving up on me
Giving me another chance to be.
Don't know how you can still love
A lost cause that i am
Just want to let you know,'fore it's late
Thank you darling
For always being there for me.
Lost
Lost I am
Years of being with you
And suddenly
You no more.
Lost I am
In a sea of memories
No repose, no retreat
Groping at the past.
Lost I am
Where are the days
We shared together
The little talks,the big fights
Holding each other at night?
Lost i am
In a world
Which says, you are at a better place
What place??
Where I'm not there to share the space?
Lost I am
Without you
Each day a heavy weight
Living a curse of fate
Lost I am
You remember
The small little dates
Dates I've looked forward to everyday
Nothing but torture to me today.
Lost I am
You told me
To try to be happy
Happiness???
That doesn't exist anymore for me.
Lost I am
I listen to the radio
All Day, All Night
but my heart wanders
Music plays on, but I'm not there.
Can you come back?
Take me with you
Your wife
One who has forgotten what life is
The music goes on
The dance of life intact
Tears flow and cease
But I find no peace.
Life was you
Happiness was you
Now you gone
Nothing holds true.
Lost I am
Years of being with you
And suddenly
I'm no more, too..
(inspired by my aunt who loved my uncle more than anyone could love any man...take care of her uncle...she needs you)
Years of being with you
And suddenly
You no more.
Lost I am
In a sea of memories
No repose, no retreat
Groping at the past.
Lost I am
Where are the days
We shared together
The little talks,the big fights
Holding each other at night?
Lost i am
In a world
Which says, you are at a better place
What place??
Where I'm not there to share the space?
Lost I am
Without you
Each day a heavy weight
Living a curse of fate
Lost I am
You remember
The small little dates
Dates I've looked forward to everyday
Nothing but torture to me today.
Lost I am
You told me
To try to be happy
Happiness???
That doesn't exist anymore for me.
Lost I am
I listen to the radio
All Day, All Night
but my heart wanders
Music plays on, but I'm not there.
Can you come back?
Take me with you
Your wife
One who has forgotten what life is
The music goes on
The dance of life intact
Tears flow and cease
But I find no peace.
Life was you
Happiness was you
Now you gone
Nothing holds true.
Lost I am
Years of being with you
And suddenly
I'm no more, too..
(inspired by my aunt who loved my uncle more than anyone could love any man...take care of her uncle...she needs you)
Thursday, September 4, 2008
A Girlfriend's Tale
They say women are from Venus,
Men are from Mars
No wonder me and my hubby Timus
Are always at WAR!
What I want he can never realise
However much I teach him, he remains unwise
All he understands is football and Chelsea
But talk of feelings, he will run and flee
I ask him a simple question"Do I look fat?"
He reacts as if he is a mouse whose seen a rat!
Whenever i talk of shopping and going to mall
He looks constipated as though he had a great fall.
Whenever i complain and angrily chide
He acts as though it is another of my PMS tide
He says he cant get it when i talk of dresses and shoes
All that makes sense to him then is a lot of booze
A night out with the guys is what he really wants
If I interfere in that, he just sulks and grunts
He rues:"what a bachelor life i had boy !"
But secretly loves showing me off, like a child showing his toy.
If i ask him one day " where is this relationship going?"
He gives me a frightened look, as though his soul i was mowing
He frets and wants pampering just like a five year old
But tell him this,he will act like your brain has got steamrolled
Such is the equation between me and my love
We are a pair belonging to mad hatter's club
You must be wondering what still keeps us on?
It's the smile he gives,the love he showers on
There are many things that make us both a bother
But those are the very things that keep us together
And every passing day makes our bond stronger.
Men are from Mars
No wonder me and my hubby Timus
Are always at WAR!
What I want he can never realise
However much I teach him, he remains unwise
All he understands is football and Chelsea
But talk of feelings, he will run and flee
I ask him a simple question"Do I look fat?"
He reacts as if he is a mouse whose seen a rat!
Whenever i talk of shopping and going to mall
He looks constipated as though he had a great fall.
Whenever i complain and angrily chide
He acts as though it is another of my PMS tide
He says he cant get it when i talk of dresses and shoes
All that makes sense to him then is a lot of booze
A night out with the guys is what he really wants
If I interfere in that, he just sulks and grunts
He rues:"what a bachelor life i had boy !"
But secretly loves showing me off, like a child showing his toy.
If i ask him one day " where is this relationship going?"
He gives me a frightened look, as though his soul i was mowing
He frets and wants pampering just like a five year old
But tell him this,he will act like your brain has got steamrolled
Such is the equation between me and my love
We are a pair belonging to mad hatter's club
You must be wondering what still keeps us on?
It's the smile he gives,the love he showers on
There are many things that make us both a bother
But those are the very things that keep us together
And every passing day makes our bond stronger.
Sunday, August 31, 2008
Not Another Love Story...
Once in a land faraway,
There lived a sweet frail she-goat
She went by the name of Boobot.
Now Boobot was a very romantic girl
She wanted a life of romance, with all its frill and curl
So, she waited for her perfect he-goat
Someone who would keep her dreams afloat.
While all around other she-goats found their mates
Boobot with her expectations, all she did was
Wait and Wait and Wait !!
Then one fine day came the goat of her dreams
Her he-goat in shining armour, fulfilling her whims.
Both loved one another from the first look
Promising to be with each other through every corner and nook.
Dumbot was his name, and he loved Boobot a lot
Together they tied a beautiful love knot.
Both were very happy, but there came one problem
Boobot was very demonstrative in love, Dumbot was not the same!
Boobot wanted the love pledges and praises
But to Dumbot all these were confusing like mazes!!
He tried to make her see that he was not like that
But whatever he did, it just made her more mad.
She nagged, and cried and acted queer
But nothing could make the problem disappear.
Her nagging made him m0re and more sad
But he continued loving her and never got mad.
Then came a day when Dumbot couldn't take it anymore
He was tired, lonely,irritated and sore
He still loved her and she loved him
But the love no longer was the rosy little thing
It had gone bitter due to her big expectations
Nothing was left to this once beautiful relation.
Thus, they parted ways with heavy choked hearts
Wishing they could be together, but knowing that it was too hard.
Dumbot gone, Boobot roamed alone
Crying and wishing that she was never born!
The best thing she had, she had driven it away
"Please bring him back" was all that she could now pray.
But a treasure once lost cannot be found again
And thus, she carried this heartache like a bane.
Years passed while she stayed all solitary
Lonely at heart, all her emotions inside her buried.
She wept at her own stupidity and fanciful whims
Which had cursed her own happiness and her dreams!
Then a long time passed and Dumbot came back
He wanted to try and make things work
Boobot was overjoyed and couldn't believe her luck
She apologised and realized she had been a complete dumb duck
Dumbot smiled and hugged her tight
They made up and kissed all night.
They lived happily ever after..
But they had learnt an important lesson
And this is what they quoted to every other goat:
Love for love's sake and don't impose on your lover
Don't try and give him a complete make over.
Your dreams and your wishes are important
But also learn to compromise and to relent.
God gives you one chance in true love
Don't mess it up with your crazy nerve
'Coz once you lose it, you don't regain it back
All that is left to your life then, is bleakness and black.
And thus, ends the meeting story of Boobot and Dumbot
Another day i will tell you other anecdotes from their love-lore
Till then, let this small story teach us all
To love a person for what he is,
And not make a fuss to change,big or small..
There lived a sweet frail she-goat
She went by the name of Boobot.
Now Boobot was a very romantic girl
She wanted a life of romance, with all its frill and curl
So, she waited for her perfect he-goat
Someone who would keep her dreams afloat.
While all around other she-goats found their mates
Boobot with her expectations, all she did was
Wait and Wait and Wait !!
Then one fine day came the goat of her dreams
Her he-goat in shining armour, fulfilling her whims.
Both loved one another from the first look
Promising to be with each other through every corner and nook.
Dumbot was his name, and he loved Boobot a lot
Together they tied a beautiful love knot.
Both were very happy, but there came one problem
Boobot was very demonstrative in love, Dumbot was not the same!
Boobot wanted the love pledges and praises
But to Dumbot all these were confusing like mazes!!
He tried to make her see that he was not like that
But whatever he did, it just made her more mad.
She nagged, and cried and acted queer
But nothing could make the problem disappear.
Her nagging made him m0re and more sad
But he continued loving her and never got mad.
Then came a day when Dumbot couldn't take it anymore
He was tired, lonely,irritated and sore
He still loved her and she loved him
But the love no longer was the rosy little thing
It had gone bitter due to her big expectations
Nothing was left to this once beautiful relation.
Thus, they parted ways with heavy choked hearts
Wishing they could be together, but knowing that it was too hard.
Dumbot gone, Boobot roamed alone
Crying and wishing that she was never born!
The best thing she had, she had driven it away
"Please bring him back" was all that she could now pray.
But a treasure once lost cannot be found again
And thus, she carried this heartache like a bane.
Years passed while she stayed all solitary
Lonely at heart, all her emotions inside her buried.
She wept at her own stupidity and fanciful whims
Which had cursed her own happiness and her dreams!
Then a long time passed and Dumbot came back
He wanted to try and make things work
Boobot was overjoyed and couldn't believe her luck
She apologised and realized she had been a complete dumb duck
Dumbot smiled and hugged her tight
They made up and kissed all night.
They lived happily ever after..
But they had learnt an important lesson
And this is what they quoted to every other goat:
Love for love's sake and don't impose on your lover
Don't try and give him a complete make over.
Your dreams and your wishes are important
But also learn to compromise and to relent.
God gives you one chance in true love
Don't mess it up with your crazy nerve
'Coz once you lose it, you don't regain it back
All that is left to your life then, is bleakness and black.
And thus, ends the meeting story of Boobot and Dumbot
Another day i will tell you other anecdotes from their love-lore
Till then, let this small story teach us all
To love a person for what he is,
And not make a fuss to change,big or small..
Tuesday, July 15, 2008
Meet the IN-LAWS
me and my boyfriend have been dating for the last 2 years.ours have been a long distance relationship from the very beginning and our story of getting together has turned into stuffs of legend. we were friends for a long period of time before we decided 2 plunge into this pit.
being friends for so long, both our parents knew the other pretty well. but that didn't save them from the shock of finding out that their worst nightmare has come true.
one fine day when for a change my boyfriend[let me call him HE] was here his dad suddenly asked him for an interview with me. having met his parents earlier, i wasn't exactly expecting living dragons but i was nervous nevertheless. all through the week as the D-day approached i was being coached by my friends how to talk, how to act coy , how to impress the "supposed" in-laws and how to keep my mouth shut[as i have a history of talking too much...was in the debate club in school].
on the D-day, i was all nervous and shaky. came back from college early [after taking the blessings of my friends] and got ready the best way i could.dressed up as a "true blue Indian" nari. HE came to pick me up and i went in almost like a goat about to be butchered. i was getting all the feelings that i had read about that a person gets before facing a death sentence. my hands were all cold and i was pale. to my horror i also realised that HE has got an extreme case of cold and could hardly even say a word. there went my hope for support when i stammered or was being gruelled by the DAD!!!
we went to the cafe designated and then began the excruciating wait for the DAD.i kept glancing here and there as if expecting an attack from any side now....and then entered through the door the DAD...
for a moment i was paralysed and had an extreme urge to run out...dash out like the fastest woman on earth[for a moment i almost believed that i was India`s answer to the black athletes at the Olympics finally]. but such is my luck i couldn't do that.the effect of the paralysis was that i was left stranded in a weird posture where i looked completely constipated[so much for a dignified and stylish first impression].
the DAD came and sat down and tricked HE to move away from me so that DAD could sit beside me[i guess DAD believes in the saying "keep your friends close , enemies closer"].the close proximity with the supposed enemy and the loss of my only support made me absolutely sure of my own brutal ending. all that was left now was to wait for it to come to me.
the DAD kept smiling at me ....i thought i should return the favour and kept smiling at him.this kept on for a long time [it almost seemed like we both were competing with each other as to who can smile the most]...but soon both our cheek muscles gave in and we had to stop. i waited for the fusillade of questions ...more of blaming and counter blaming.[i have grown up on a staple diet of K-serials which my mother follows like a religion]
DAD began with "you are different from the 5'7" "referring to HE`s earlier crazy girlfriend but which i misinterpreted as "u r different from the 5 to 7 girls that i have met for HE". boy i was furious. i gave HE the dirtiest look i could give which he seemed to fail to understand. i replied back " yes.i am way more intelligent". now DAD also gave me a confused look. to break the confusion DAD asked " so what are u planning?" which he meant to be a nice question about my future plans in studies but i misconstrued it to be a direct question about marriage plans. i quickly clarified"we don't plan to do anything now.we are not fooling around about it but then we still have long time to think. i don't think i will go for anything till i am mature and at least 26. i think that's a good age ...don't you?"...by this time DAD was completely mystified and assured that i was a mental case. he just gave me a shaky laughter and said in a feeble tone"do your parents know that u plan to do absolutely nothing till u are 26?"
i laughed and said " ya ya. they are in fact relieved that i have taken this decision.they don't believe in doing this all too early. slow and steady.just enjoying the moment. HE also wishes to do that only.i mean whats the hurry?"
DAD looked choked and weird now. [i thought maybe it was the coffee..too hot i guess.] he said feebly"u don't want to do anything
,it is fine. but HE needs to take care of the business u know."
i got angry now."well if he considers this to be a business then i guess i have misunderstood him. emotions are involved here. u just cant plunge into it. u can maybe, but i cant. and i wont let him also. u cannot bully him into marrying just because you consider it to be a business!!".i was practically shouting now. HE was gesturing weirdly at me which i couldn't understood. looked more like monkey scratching to me.
DAD was furious also. "you don't want to have a career doesn't mean u corrupt my son too. don't u want to have a successful boyfriend??why should he wait for so long to do work???"
suddenly we both stopped. eyeing each other like the gunfighters of the Wild Wild West we aimed our best shot at each other. i was planning to throw the coffee on DAD`s shirt[huh! expensive branded material. i would have shown him].i could see he was eyeing my strawberry milkshake as his weapon.but i thought to myself"i am young and quick...even though the salwar and dupatta is making life Hell for me.. i will throw it and run...Olympics here i come!!]....everything seemed to have slowed down around us. in true filmy style we were ready....
......
suddenly a faint voice came up from the sidelines. we both turned...keeping one eye on the other of course.but HE couldn't speak. he went coughing. i thought i will take the advantage of the situation and took the coffee and used all my aim to throw it at DAD. it hit him square on the chest...so long for his 'dirt resistant' shirt. he was flabbergasted. he sat down slowly. i smiled in triumph. it was at this point that HE finally regained his speech power "u both are talking about different stuffs. no wonder u both cant understand each other."now it suddenly dawned on me that what HE was saying was actually right. from pink gleefulness i turned into bright red[the colour contrasted my purple salwar kameez].
i felt absolutely ashamed and tried to say sorry. DAD by this time was already exhausted. as i tried to explain he cut me short. "i don't want to know anything. what ever my son has chosen i leave it to him. i give my consent.you are wonderful .now just let me go...please......"
thus ended my " MEET THE IN-LAWS" episode.
DAD now seems to run away from me every time i visit his place....i don't wonder why....
being friends for so long, both our parents knew the other pretty well. but that didn't save them from the shock of finding out that their worst nightmare has come true.
one fine day when for a change my boyfriend[let me call him HE] was here his dad suddenly asked him for an interview with me. having met his parents earlier, i wasn't exactly expecting living dragons but i was nervous nevertheless. all through the week as the D-day approached i was being coached by my friends how to talk, how to act coy , how to impress the "supposed" in-laws and how to keep my mouth shut[as i have a history of talking too much...was in the debate club in school].
on the D-day, i was all nervous and shaky. came back from college early [after taking the blessings of my friends] and got ready the best way i could.dressed up as a "true blue Indian" nari. HE came to pick me up and i went in almost like a goat about to be butchered. i was getting all the feelings that i had read about that a person gets before facing a death sentence. my hands were all cold and i was pale. to my horror i also realised that HE has got an extreme case of cold and could hardly even say a word. there went my hope for support when i stammered or was being gruelled by the DAD!!!
we went to the cafe designated and then began the excruciating wait for the DAD.i kept glancing here and there as if expecting an attack from any side now....and then entered through the door the DAD...
for a moment i was paralysed and had an extreme urge to run out...dash out like the fastest woman on earth[for a moment i almost believed that i was India`s answer to the black athletes at the Olympics finally]. but such is my luck i couldn't do that.the effect of the paralysis was that i was left stranded in a weird posture where i looked completely constipated[so much for a dignified and stylish first impression].
the DAD came and sat down and tricked HE to move away from me so that DAD could sit beside me[i guess DAD believes in the saying "keep your friends close , enemies closer"].the close proximity with the supposed enemy and the loss of my only support made me absolutely sure of my own brutal ending. all that was left now was to wait for it to come to me.
the DAD kept smiling at me ....i thought i should return the favour and kept smiling at him.this kept on for a long time [it almost seemed like we both were competing with each other as to who can smile the most]...but soon both our cheek muscles gave in and we had to stop. i waited for the fusillade of questions ...more of blaming and counter blaming.[i have grown up on a staple diet of K-serials which my mother follows like a religion]
DAD began with "you are different from the 5'7" "referring to HE`s earlier crazy girlfriend but which i misinterpreted as "u r different from the 5 to 7 girls that i have met for HE". boy i was furious. i gave HE the dirtiest look i could give which he seemed to fail to understand. i replied back " yes.i am way more intelligent". now DAD also gave me a confused look. to break the confusion DAD asked " so what are u planning?" which he meant to be a nice question about my future plans in studies but i misconstrued it to be a direct question about marriage plans. i quickly clarified"we don't plan to do anything now.we are not fooling around about it but then we still have long time to think. i don't think i will go for anything till i am mature and at least 26. i think that's a good age ...don't you?"...by this time DAD was completely mystified and assured that i was a mental case. he just gave me a shaky laughter and said in a feeble tone"do your parents know that u plan to do absolutely nothing till u are 26?"
i laughed and said " ya ya. they are in fact relieved that i have taken this decision.they don't believe in doing this all too early. slow and steady.just enjoying the moment. HE also wishes to do that only.i mean whats the hurry?"
DAD looked choked and weird now. [i thought maybe it was the coffee..too hot i guess.] he said feebly"u don't want to do anything
,it is fine. but HE needs to take care of the business u know."
i got angry now."well if he considers this to be a business then i guess i have misunderstood him. emotions are involved here. u just cant plunge into it. u can maybe, but i cant. and i wont let him also. u cannot bully him into marrying just because you consider it to be a business!!".i was practically shouting now. HE was gesturing weirdly at me which i couldn't understood. looked more like monkey scratching to me.
DAD was furious also. "you don't want to have a career doesn't mean u corrupt my son too. don't u want to have a successful boyfriend??why should he wait for so long to do work???"
suddenly we both stopped. eyeing each other like the gunfighters of the Wild Wild West we aimed our best shot at each other. i was planning to throw the coffee on DAD`s shirt[huh! expensive branded material. i would have shown him].i could see he was eyeing my strawberry milkshake as his weapon.but i thought to myself"i am young and quick...even though the salwar and dupatta is making life Hell for me.. i will throw it and run...Olympics here i come!!]....everything seemed to have slowed down around us. in true filmy style we were ready....
......
suddenly a faint voice came up from the sidelines. we both turned...keeping one eye on the other of course.but HE couldn't speak. he went coughing. i thought i will take the advantage of the situation and took the coffee and used all my aim to throw it at DAD. it hit him square on the chest...so long for his 'dirt resistant' shirt. he was flabbergasted. he sat down slowly. i smiled in triumph. it was at this point that HE finally regained his speech power "u both are talking about different stuffs. no wonder u both cant understand each other."now it suddenly dawned on me that what HE was saying was actually right. from pink gleefulness i turned into bright red[the colour contrasted my purple salwar kameez].
i felt absolutely ashamed and tried to say sorry. DAD by this time was already exhausted. as i tried to explain he cut me short. "i don't want to know anything. what ever my son has chosen i leave it to him. i give my consent.you are wonderful .now just let me go...please......"
thus ended my " MEET THE IN-LAWS" episode.
DAD now seems to run away from me every time i visit his place....i don't wonder why....
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