Thodasa Rumani Ho Jaye_Part3

This is the third part of this series. In case you are interested please read earlier 2 posts below
Part 1, Part 2

Me: “Let’s take a cab”
Sirji:”Can we walk?”

Now those who know, Taj to Nariman Point isn’t a walk able distance. Sirji was ruining my birthday but somehow I do not want to keep him alone in such a situation. Sirji and his babe were so different from each other from every aspect but that’s why they call “Opposite attracts” or perhaps that’s what it is. Just an ‘attraction’ I mean she is so beautiful and it’s obvious for sirji to fall for her. But what did she look in him?
Or frankly ‘what should one look for in a companion?’ I and Sirji were just walking together without any word. I did not want to finish my 26th birthday over a Bhelpoori. When we came near to Dilli Darbar, I asked Sirji.

Me: “Can we at least have a chicken biryani here?” he nodded. (Goshh!! He looks so funny while thinking.) Thankfully he not only agreed to Biryani but also gave up the thought of walking all the way to chowpatty. I came back home and told mom.

Me: “Yes, please find a girl for me” I surrendered myself in safe hands. I knew mom is going to look for well educated, well cultured a beautiful Indian Bahu. Love is painful and who knows it’s not meant for me. Honestly I felt a bit relaxed to the extent that I forgot that I have code review next day.
I reached late to the office. And I found a mail from ‘dude’ in my inbox saying “Dude! I am back”
Well dude is a friend of mine. Besides he starts his every sentence with word ‘dude’, he is quite irritating. He is good looking, smart, popular and always surrounded with girls (beautiful as well) He was just back from Dallas’s 4 months assignment which I believe I should have got. So in short there were ample reasons for me to be not-so-happy with his arrival. As we entered I felt a bit dizzy. Was that chilled conf room? Or last night’s spicy biryani? Or code review nerves? I saw ‘Dude’ sitting next to projector as I walked towards him. Freaky…… I fainted….dhappp!!!

As I opened my eyes I found myself in medical inspection room. And there was someone. What the!!!

.............................End Of Part3

@ 25

This is a random blog...a random post with random thoughts.

Actually there are many things that I often want to pen down (or blog down) but most of them end up being just drafts. So thought of publishing this one.

Last month being a bit difficult for me, My 3 very close friends left Hyderabad and ultimately me in really quick succession. Call it moving ON or moving OUT but yeah they made their decision and happy with that. (and I am happy for them) But that made me realize how stuck I am with my life. Last three years I am with same Job, Same Project, Same Place, Same people, almost same salary and without any girlfriend.

Change isn't good always. But am I so reluctant to change? Like 'Narayan Shankar' from Mohabbatein "Mujhe Parivartan pasand nahi". There are 2 characters I found very close to me these days. As mentioned Narayan Shankar being the first or Second 'DJ' from Rang De Basanti.

Even I can quote just like DJ "Gulabo! menu 3 saal ho gaye iss projecct mein. Still I am here. Ethhe meri kuchh ijjjat hain. Log kehate hain mein kuchh kar dikhayunga. Fir woh bahar ki duniya arey bade bade piss gaye is duniya ke jhamele mein. Tim luck luck" In a recession time where onsites, promotions and salary hikes are like a distant dreams, changing a job is a good option? or perhaps its the comfort I have got in this project pulling me back from moving on.

That's on professional level, on personal front story isn't different at all.

25 and I am still single. My parents already asking me if they can start their 'bahu quest'? but the question is "am I really ready for the commitment?"

There are at least 2 of my friends getting married per month looking at that I often think 25 isn't too early but isn't too late either to get married. Should I just stop now hoping that I will fall in love with someone , someday and surrender my future in hands of marriage bureau. Love stories happens either in books, movies or in your crush's life. Most of the girls I know are either married, engaged or committed.

I am not that kind of person who have all the control on one's life. I like surprises but am I so lost these days? Or is it just a quarter life crisis that everyone have gone through or (going through it)

well I need to find these answers till then don't worry. I will be fine.