Thodasa Rumani Ho Jaye_Part2

Wedding ceremonies are always boring, be it in Badjatya's and KJ's movies or in real life. On top of it, our Prachi madam is eyeing onsite with promotion and a perfect 3 years younger boy friend.

Mom: "I tell you, your Jyotsna bua is just"
Me: Now what?" (As if I don't know)
Mom: "Arey! When you were in Hyderabad she used to enquire so much about you and Now, yesterday did she even come to you?"
Me: "Yes she did. Now, can I read?" (‘Reading is interesting’...I generally say that to all snob girls, otherwise reading is quite outdated)

I hoped on Orkut...but even Orkut isn't fun anymore. Last day profile view count: 1. just 1? I had 3 scraps for last 2 days. All three were replies to my greeting to them; saying "Thanks you very much". I even stopped sneaking in beautiful girl's profiles. (Should I disable that profile visitor feature?) The unknown friend’s requests from girls (and even from boys) are always tricky.

Mom: "Prachi is going to Germany tomorrow"
Me ( ohh! So Finally client approved)

When a well settled (well paid), o.k. looking (though few pounds extra) software engineer gets bored with his life he reads self motivating forwards. I have 1GB folder of such quotes, stories and images. (To vent out his frustration Sirji eats 10 plates of bhelpoori at chawpatty and next day on a 'sick leave'). I got out of my house and on the way bought one Lays packet. There was Saif on the wrapper. I realized life can't be that bad. I mean look at Saif’s life
"Aashique Awara" -> "Dil Chahta Hain"->"Hum Tum";
"Colgate Fresh"->"Asian Paints"->"Royal Stag",
"Amrita Singh"->"Rosa"->"Kareena Kapoor". ....there is a hope.

I came back home and relogged in to Orkut...saw there was one new scrap that too from Shivani :)
"I am getting married next month"...I logged out.

Dad: " Good Morning"
Me: "Very good morning, Dad, looking very happy today?"
Dad: "because I am, Happy Birthday, beta"
Me: "Ohh, how can I forget my birthday?"
Dad: "because that won’t come in orkut's birthday reminders"
Mom: "Many Many Happy returns of the day"
Me: "So, Where is my birthday gift?"
Mom: "Here you go"
Me: "Maa, These are photos of 3 girls, are they my birthday gift"
Mom: "Dhatt...shameless............ beta you are 27 now"
Me: "Eurekka!!!!!...I know that, so?"
Mom: “This is the ideal time for you to get married, see we are quite liberal, if you love someone just tell us otherwise let us find someone for you.”
Me: “I can do it by myself maa”
Mom: “Its not only for you, its for us as well. At least thats what you can do being our only son”
Me: “You know, this is emotional blackmailing”
Dad: "We are not forcing you and ultimately that would be your call."

Call.....yes it's my call.
Me: "Dude, I am screwed"
Sirji: "Yes, I am screwed"
Me: "Is it anything to do with your code review?"
Sirji: "Not that, she, she wants to break this engagement "
Me: "What?........... Why?"
Sirji: "She thinks I am insensitive, irresponsible, immature fool. Could you believe that?"
(Silence)
Sirji: "Could you help me in that? I called her for meeting tonight”
Me: “Dude, what can I do in this?”
Sirji: “You can convince her that I am not what she thinks" Sirji dropped the call

Great Birthday! I am 27, still single (though Mom is on "Perfect Bahu Hunt") and my dear friend left me with this daunting task. Honestly she was better than Sirji in every aspect. But I know Sirji really loves her. He is changing (can't say getting better) but yes. He has stopped watching mundane movies in theatres inspite of that he goes with her on painting exhibitions and attends "Kala Ghoda Festival", nowadays a regular gym hiter, strickly No No to his Bhelpoories and other chat items and yeah he started using "mardonwali fareness cream' too.

At Cafe Mondegar
Me: "Who fixed this venue?"
Sirji" This time it was my call, last time we have been to Sarovar, I just hate that place."
Me: "Which one, that Jahangir Art Gallery wala?"
Sirji: "Yes, I told her that I don’t understand those paintings. What a waste of time."
Me: " And going for 'Rama Rama kya hain ye drama’ movie, what was that?"
Sirji: "I never thought the film would be that bad............... ok chill now; here she comes"

She: “Hi...”
Me (I rest my case, you can't argue with such a pretty girl,
Café Mondegar is a no place to fix your failing relationship; It was smoky, noisy and over crowded. I was confused and totally odd man out and moreover these two not-so-lovebirds were spoiling my birthday eve. Sirji interrupted...)

Sirji: “I love you”
She: “Even I used to love you” (Oops!!)
Sirji: “and now?”
(Silence)
Me ( For them I was the non-conspicuous creature. I felt Sirji really wanted to work this out but the things were getting worse)
Sirji: “Can you give me one more week?”
She: “That won’t help”
Sirji: “Please!”
She: “Why are you doing this?”
Me (I hardly heard what they were talking about but even I had the same question….Why is he doing that?) She left us and Sirji went on to play “I will wait for you” in jukebox (God!! such a drama!)


Sirji: “Let’s go to chawpatty”
Me (I knew this) “Bhelpoori khane?”
Sirji: “Are you coming with me or not?”
Me: “Do I have any choice?”
Sirji: “Of course, everyone has options. Its matter if we want to take it or not”
Me (all of sudden, Sirji was making sense, all this time I was just there, I neither tried to convince her not tried to console Sirji, just to be there was my choice. My presence hardly matters to them...Still I was there.)
Sirji was so right, we all have options. Its matter if we exercise them or not.


.............................End Of Part2