While I'm gone... the Connoisseur's choice
I take thee.. through sickness and health.. FOR GRANTED
The War Maker
I kept my face buried between the newspaper sheets. I could hear the dishes being washed in the kitchen.
Flash back to 10 minutes ago.
Me : "Fool. "
She : "Idiot. Lazy bum."
Since I was already lazed over the couch watching the game, she decided to take the high ground and stormed off.
War had been declared.
Present day :
"Dad !! Yoohoo ? Dad ?"
I counted to 10. Slowly. Then peeped from the corner of the newspaper.
They were still there, of course. I tried to hide back within the confines of the business news but Priya was too fast. She snatched the paper from my hands. I sighed. My dear kids sat beside me on either side.
"What makes you think we're fighting ?" I asked sweetly.
"She told us to go ask that idiot if he wants tea."
"Oh, has her brother come... I didn't see him." A loud clanging informed me that a vessel had dropped with some force 'accidentally' in the kitchen. Then the footsteps.
Youreallywannamarryme.com
Okay, so here’s the deal. I was browsing through a couple of matrimonial sites ( for a friend, of course ) and I was a bit taken aback by what I saw.
Sample 1 : Our daughter is 26 years old. She is beautiful with fair/wheatish complexion and is excellent in studies. She is Godfearing, hardworking and has a fun loving personality with no mood swings. No bad habits. She is currently employed in a multinational company earning a crapload of money. Her dad is a kickboxer and is very protective of her. Her mom is a retired principal and loves giving impositions. She has two siblings, both in the army and having guns. We are looking for an alliance of same caste with a super crapload earning, NRI boy who’s a doctor/head of company/engineer/astronaut, yet down to earth and will look after her.
Sample 2 : Our daughter is 25 years and 364 days old. She is excellent in complexion and fair/wheatish in studies. She is hardworking by nature and funloving. Very religious too. Absolutely no bad habits or mood swings. She is currently employed in a college that receives funds from a multinational company that earns a crapload of money. Her dad is a principal and mom is a kickboxer who is very protective of her. She has one sibling – he owns a gun. We are looking forward to hearing from people of same caste who earns more than our daughter’s MNC funded college. He should be a /doctor/ down to earth astronaut/ engineer and look after her well.
Sample 3 : Our daughter is 26 years and 1 day old. She is extremely hardworking and very fun loving. She is fair throughout the day and wheatish by personality. God loves her. She has no bad habits and lots of good habits. Her dad is a retired army man who owns no weapons and mom is a housemaker. Her elder brother works in the Gulf, doing stuff which is not entirely illegal. We are looking forward to hearing from like minded NASA working outgoing spacesuit wearing pilots/doctors/engineers of same caste and pincode area , preferably from Earth if not down to it ,who will look after her.
P.S. She is a kickboxer and is very protective of herself. Prone to mood swings.
Medical memories : Barkout at Mens Hostel
Site : Medical College Mens Hostel.
Actors : Me and H, sitting on the balcony of our hostel which faces the main road with V, our batchmate. Now we knew each other only a few months back then but rumour had it that V had connections with the underworld.
Anyway, there we sat, with books open while we discussed , well, gossiped about our fellow batchmates when suddenly a jeep stopped in front of the hostel. Four surly looking older men peeped out from the jeep's various orifices. One of them stared at us sitting in the first floor window sill. In the silence of the night, his words rang out quite clearly to everyone.
Jeep dude : (in an obvious drunken slur ) V !!! You bastard !! You thought you could get away, no ?
V : Flute you, asshole !! ( He may have said something other than flute, but then I don't use such language. Much. Ok, maybe a bit. Oh, Flute you, mother fluter !! Let me get on with my story !! )
Anyway, the verbal lashing continued in all it's glory with the odd passerby and stray dog watching, besides me and H.
Jeep dude : You pussy !! My dad fluted your mom !
V : Bastard. Your mom also fluted my dad !!
Jeep dude : Don't talk about my mom, asshole !
V : Get lost, you drunk flute !! Go tell your mom to get a life.
Jeep dude : Bastard. I'll see you tomorrow. If you value your life, get the package. ( H figured it was drugs, I figured it was a hidden murder weapon. )
V : Yeah sure ! I know where to find you man.. bastard. I'll get your fluting package and stuff it up your ass.
And just like that, it was over. The jeep drove off and I and H were left sitting on the window sill as V turned to us. Even before V turned to us, both of us got off the sill. ( We later confirmed that the same thought had passed through both our minds : V might push us of the ledge so that there was no human eye witness to testify that he, the underworld don, had been insulted by some rowdy. )
V : Did you guys see that ?
H : No !! No ! I didn't see anything.
Me : I didn't hear him insult you either. Really. You see, I have this ear defect... a moth went in when I was a child.. it's still living in there. I hear noises all the time... but not that guy shouting at you. I didn't hear that.
Strong as my alibi sounded, I was still glad my lies were interrupted by the appearance of a rachety old figure slowly moving towards us. It was the warden, an old thin man, who'd probably have flown away if you sneezed in front of him. Still that ol' walking bone set was heaven to both of us at that moment - surely we wouldn't be killed in front of him ?
Warden : V, I heard some noise. Somebody was calling your name.
Crap ! Just had to bring it up, didn't he ? Now what ? How would we get out of this one ?
V turned to the warden and said in that chilled out drawl of his. "So you could hear it ?" ( In my mind's eye, I wondered how odd it would look when they found our bodies - 2 fat guys and a stick insect washed up on the beach.. the thin guy's body floating like a log while turtles used H and my body as surfboards to teach their young. )
Warden : Yes, it was quite loud. Who was that ?
V looked at us, then at the warden.
V : That was my brother, sir. He had just dropped by to ask for the CD of Kaho Na Pyaar Hai. I told him I'd get it to him tomorrow.
And you know what ? It really was !! He'd forgotten to hand over the CD that night ... what we had witnessed wasn't the prelude to a gang war.. it was just a brother telling the other to get the CD when he came home , with added brotherly affection !!
P.S. With time, we'd realise that V was the ultimate chillout dude ( as was his fluting brother )who loved hyping his "don" image just to spook the others and we'd go on to be great friends and yes, even have a famous adventure together where we would discover a lost land.
Medical college life isn't always about the patients and the books. It's also about all the cool characters you get to meet along the way. I guess I got my share of wild cards too while God was shuffling. I owe you one, Big Guy
Can we grow up and wish her well..
That seems to be the reaction of everyone who's heard the news.
"Sania Mirza to wed Shoaib Malik"First there's disbelief. And that's ok. I get it. I thought she was just getting out of a broken engagement too. So this news of a rebound wedding came as a shock. But then the insults start. And that I don't get.
"She couldn't get anyone else ?" "We have 1 billion population ( What a creditable fact to tout around ) and she goes and chooses him?"
"Couldn't she have married a nice Indian cricketer like Zaheer or Irfan?" And then the insults start - calling her a terrorist, a traitor, insulting her weight issues, calling her a useless tennis player,insulting her moral character, insulting those of her faith ( heaven forbid we miss a chance to do that now ) ...
Sigh...
What's wrong with you people ? She's getting married and all you can do is curse her ?
Everyone's saying it's not ok because he's a Pakistani. Is that really the case though ? When Moshin Khan married Reena Roy or Imran Khan had an affair with Zeenat Aman, was this the reaction ?
Because as far as I remember, we tend to be intolerant for a lot more than just inter-country relations.
Sure it's ok for Shah Rukh, Aamir, Hrithik and Saif to go inter-religion but how many cases do you know from real life that progressed smoothly towards marriage without parental/society opposition ?
Forget inter-religion, how many cases do you know where inter-state was an issue ?
How many cases do you know where inter-caste was an issue ?
Finally, how many cases do you know where just falling in love despite fulfilling the above criteria was the issue ?
And now you want to go all moralistic and patriotic because a girl you never talked to but once supported even when she played bad fell for a guy whose worst crime till date is probably bowling Sachin Tendulkar out ?
Suddenly, she appears fat and of loose morals to you ?
Suddenly, you're so sure that she's carrying a Mujahideen bomb in her tennis racket covers when earlier you used to say with pride "This is India's best female tennis player" ? ( Oh wait ! She still is, isn't she ? )
Grow up... we're in a society which has always frowned on anything and everything... and then carried on after hurting the concerned parties. Let's not continue this part of our culture. So many Indian women all over the world are in relationships today with men from other countries and guess what ? They're just as INDIAN as anyone out here.Our anonymous insults will only cause her anguish in what is supposed to be the happiest period of her life... 6 months from now, we won't even care or remember this. But the pain and memory of how we treated her will remain with her forever.
She wants to marry someone, that's her right... As far as I know, we have a right to wish her well as she starts her new life.
I hope we can be big enough to do that.
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