Life is a puzzle….said so R with an ‘all knowing’, yet sadistic photographic ‘grin’. It is indeed, many would not dare to disagree. The moment we feel we have solved it, the puzzle rejuvenates like a phoenix in least expected form, and at worst suited time, to make you go through the grind of solving it again. Barring some enlightened souls such as Buddha, Vivekananda and some contemporary ‘babas’, we all have been wondering on the trick to come up with a solution to the dilemmas it has been posing to us.
Coming back to R. This highly energized, highly enervated individual has been through thick and thin of relationships with ...hmm...three thousand seven hundred eighty five females on last count. (okie..its exaggeration, but got the feel naa..) And now, he wonders whether he wants to be a member of the institution, which run-of-the-mill people like me call marriage. His programming expertise is of little help to him to draft a software for this problem. Aware of his basic instincts of being on a prowl for anything remotely female, he is not sure whether he would be able to curb his ‘hunting’ tendencies post marriage. His chances of not displaying flirtatious inclinations for three hours in a row are as low as Munaf Patel hitting a double century against Australia and Mandira Bedi talking sense on cricket….oopps...is she gonna be there in this WC? Yaa…world cup fever has caught me. My dear friend R, being a good guy (meri sangat ka assar hai), he has amazingly (or rather…he amazingly has) staunch views about fidelity (or infidelity). Fidelity and R…wow, that is as synonymous as Bush and World Peace. To cut a long story short, my dear R prefers to stay single rather than ruin someone’s life. Magar kambhakt life…yeh parents hai, ki maante nahi. Their “aakhiri khwaish” of playing with their ‘pota- potis’ is to be fulfilled. Hey, oldies…can’t you be a bit innovative in your wishes…! Apne yaar ko problem mein dal diya naa.
So, yesterday evening, R and myself had our thinking caps on to come out with a solution for his ‘puzzle’. After two plates of samosas, two packs of balaji namkeen, and one pepsi (without whisky …neat maar diya), we fail to come up with a agreeable and ‘workable’ solution. But then suddenly the creative genius in me ‘rose’ to the occasion and I suggested him to find out a girl who has had relationships with four thousand three hundred ninety six guys earlier, and marry that ‘Casanovi’.(that’s feminine for ‘Casanova’)
“What…u &%^%#% fu&^ idiot...r you crazy…we are discussing about my marriage…not one more ding-dong affair ?”…Okie…idea dropped. Puzzle unsolved. (Meanwhile, my mind runs wild thinking of the matrimonial adv. for finding that ‘Casanovi’)
Poor R, my deepest sympathies to him and I sincerely wish that he soon finds out a ‘workable’ solution agreeable to him and his parents. Well, I again quote one of my earlier lines. “A man wants to be a woman’s first love and a woman wants to be a man’s last passion”
PS : Any solutions welcomed. Giver of the selected solution will get two days and three nights free stay ‘ all expenses included’ at GIDC –Phase IV, Vatwa, Ahmedabad.
Coming back to R. This highly energized, highly enervated individual has been through thick and thin of relationships with ...hmm...three thousand seven hundred eighty five females on last count. (okie..its exaggeration, but got the feel naa..) And now, he wonders whether he wants to be a member of the institution, which run-of-the-mill people like me call marriage. His programming expertise is of little help to him to draft a software for this problem. Aware of his basic instincts of being on a prowl for anything remotely female, he is not sure whether he would be able to curb his ‘hunting’ tendencies post marriage. His chances of not displaying flirtatious inclinations for three hours in a row are as low as Munaf Patel hitting a double century against Australia and Mandira Bedi talking sense on cricket….oopps...is she gonna be there in this WC? Yaa…world cup fever has caught me. My dear friend R, being a good guy (meri sangat ka assar hai), he has amazingly (or rather…he amazingly has) staunch views about fidelity (or infidelity). Fidelity and R…wow, that is as synonymous as Bush and World Peace. To cut a long story short, my dear R prefers to stay single rather than ruin someone’s life. Magar kambhakt life…yeh parents hai, ki maante nahi. Their “aakhiri khwaish” of playing with their ‘pota- potis’ is to be fulfilled. Hey, oldies…can’t you be a bit innovative in your wishes…! Apne yaar ko problem mein dal diya naa.
So, yesterday evening, R and myself had our thinking caps on to come out with a solution for his ‘puzzle’. After two plates of samosas, two packs of balaji namkeen, and one pepsi (without whisky …neat maar diya), we fail to come up with a agreeable and ‘workable’ solution. But then suddenly the creative genius in me ‘rose’ to the occasion and I suggested him to find out a girl who has had relationships with four thousand three hundred ninety six guys earlier, and marry that ‘Casanovi’.(that’s feminine for ‘Casanova’)
“What…u &%^%#% fu&^ idiot...r you crazy…we are discussing about my marriage…not one more ding-dong affair ?”…Okie…idea dropped. Puzzle unsolved. (Meanwhile, my mind runs wild thinking of the matrimonial adv. for finding that ‘Casanovi’)
Poor R, my deepest sympathies to him and I sincerely wish that he soon finds out a ‘workable’ solution agreeable to him and his parents. Well, I again quote one of my earlier lines. “A man wants to be a woman’s first love and a woman wants to be a man’s last passion”
PS : Any solutions welcomed. Giver of the selected solution will get two days and three nights free stay ‘ all expenses included’ at GIDC –Phase IV, Vatwa, Ahmedabad.
