Wedding Bells
Me and my "just close friend" (girl of course)........
Girl : Hey lets arrive at a pact
Me (thinking on the levels of manmohan and bush) : Uh...
Girl : If by the age of 35 neither of us r married we should hook up together......
Me ( why will I not be married by 35......might have even had 2 kids) : Oh sure......
Many years later.........
Scene 1, Act 1:
Me, completed my MBA. Earning Euro salary, settled in europe, some leftover hair on head, mostly grey, paunch clearly visible, Age 28
Mom and me looking at prospective brides through Sabeer bhatia's instacoll
Mom (showing pics) : These r the latest options u hav. Actually I hav a lot more. What do u say?
Me (drooling at the pics, all look like miss india finalists) : Mom I am confused who to pick. Why dont we hold a swayamvar and let me choose on the spot. ( Or will it now be called swayam-vadhu)
Scene 1, Act 2 :
Me, MBA, in bangalore, 7 figure salary, same hair, same paunch, Age 28
Me downloading pics of prospective brides sent by mom in mail and talking to her on phone
Mom : So how are the pics, Liked any
Me ( not some much drool, some might make it to miss india contest) : they r all just ok mom, but......
Mom : this is the best u can get, and most of them want an international holiday a year, and a car of their own.....
Me (thoughts of dowry vapourising) : Uh....ok
Scene 1, Act3 :
Me, no MBA, no trips onsite, bangalore, 6 figure salary, same hair, same paunch, Age 28
Mom : If only u were gay....
Me (shocked, didnt even expect her to know the word) : Why mom?????/
Mom (nearly in tears) : We could have had more options
Me, franctically trying to get in touch with "just close friend"..........
Girl : Hey lets arrive at a pact
Me (thinking on the levels of manmohan and bush) : Uh...
Girl : If by the age of 35 neither of us r married we should hook up together......
Me ( why will I not be married by 35......might have even had 2 kids) : Oh sure......
Many years later.........
Scene 1, Act 1:
Me, completed my MBA. Earning Euro salary, settled in europe, some leftover hair on head, mostly grey, paunch clearly visible, Age 28
Mom and me looking at prospective brides through Sabeer bhatia's instacoll
Mom (showing pics) : These r the latest options u hav. Actually I hav a lot more. What do u say?
Me (drooling at the pics, all look like miss india finalists) : Mom I am confused who to pick. Why dont we hold a swayamvar and let me choose on the spot. ( Or will it now be called swayam-vadhu)
Scene 1, Act 2 :
Me, MBA, in bangalore, 7 figure salary, same hair, same paunch, Age 28
Me downloading pics of prospective brides sent by mom in mail and talking to her on phone
Mom : So how are the pics, Liked any
Me ( not some much drool, some might make it to miss india contest) : they r all just ok mom, but......
Mom : this is the best u can get, and most of them want an international holiday a year, and a car of their own.....
Me (thoughts of dowry vapourising) : Uh....ok
Scene 1, Act3 :
Me, no MBA, no trips onsite, bangalore, 6 figure salary, same hair, same paunch, Age 28
Mom : If only u were gay....
Me (shocked, didnt even expect her to know the word) : Why mom?????/
Mom (nearly in tears) : We could have had more options
Me, franctically trying to get in touch with "just close friend"..........
posted by Sriniketh S at
6:49 PM
1 Comments:
yeah dude... thats called a quality post... hilarious! i could almost imagine scene 2, scene 3 is too much... what has satya to say about it? may be he can write some prospective scenes for himself :-)
anyway u sure scene 3 is gonna be so bad?? dude now u making me think...
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Rupam Bhattacharya, at 9:56 PM
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