A glowing tribute to one of those PYTs

Almost a year has elapsed since I was posed that stunner of a question. I was asked “Did You believe in love at first sight”. “Ahem is it as plain as it comes or is it some kind of psychometric test everyone kept trying on guinea pig of me”. I wanted to retort. But boy that was last thing on earth I could have done and all I managed to do was to attempt to play down the fuzzy question with dravidisque straight bat. Ended up muttering ol oft repeated lines(but I very much meant that)”there can only be lust at first sight. Love well is ignored in first few meetings or ego of you refuses to take any such notice. Well if you like some one in first sight he/she flies into evanescence much quicker. You ogle to your heart’s content and whoa you feel satiated with no more desire to stop that person in tracks. What deprives me makes me craving for it much more. More I feel deprived more I hanker after it and then time and nature take their own courses. “ “ha so you are one of those philosophers, who would complicate the simplest of things” came the prompt reply.”Yeah , perhaps it is not as easy as combining two chemicals under favorable conditions , go for some kind of titration and wait for faintest of pink to appear ha yeah it’s not chemistry, n if it is god save those stupids crooning dire straits numbers” Have given my unwilling soldier to many such stupids .(never believed in those picturesque Yash Chopara offerings, they were meant for SRKs and Amitabhs not for sensible common (yet special in their own right) men and women)

Ha ha guess prologue has been stretched too far , but then truth has sometimes to be taken in true spirit(s??? no comments) … Ok a week passes by unnoticed and it’s a much sought after weekend and for a change I am all alone with no one tugging me around . To just pamper myself a bit I end up at one of those trendiest shopping malls of Bangalore. And I forget that first sight funda blah blah and right there in Shopper’s stop I fall in love with a PYT. So what to do throw all cautions to winds and surge ahead or buy some time.
I am caught up in two minds. All of a sudden I am crowded by a pack of those ol friends, who come at those promising climax and turn everything into a flat balloon. Sigh if fortune really favors an idiot may be next time. So next five days are one twenty hours long with that beautiful thing hogging a part of my mind, never mind Saturday is on trail.
Next Saturday I am back again to fall prey to unknown. And do I ever try my luck at those casinos , no I didn’t but I guess I should well that beauty is still very much around and I give a longer glance and how and when a long association is set off. I can’t believe my luck. Good things happen to the best of them I believe (do I need to hammer it again n again hahaha). I am not possessive of her yet but fondness grows on me , I end up reminding myself of whether it’s a Monday Tuesday or wed/thu. For some strange reasons she could be flaunted on weekends, even on wed/thu would do but purists had last laugh I had to keep hush hush about her on pious Mondays and Tuesdays. Oh me poor me save me.


This vijayadashmi was the last our courtship could ever see. Somehow she lost a lot of sheen this puja , I groaned I wailed I whined but finally I settled for the harsh reality, it was all over yeah after dhakka khaooing for long this puja she was torn apart , my dearest of shirts had taken too much of toll on her(him would have been apt only it would have confused my orientation ha) . I shelled out hard earned bucks for that half sleeved beauty .Pious Mondays and Tuesdays prohibited it getting flaunted, wore lot of it on other days and that white n blue made my world go round. Yeah I am very possessive of my shirts and this one was no exception. This one was special and blame it on a crowded puja to snatch away my favorite one away from me. Will miss you for a long time unless a new one comes up promptly to take your place else tattered you would still be flaunted around for some time, they (insensitive human beings ha what they know) may mock us but then that is the destiny unless someone takes us apart.



Ps: well some of you may find it funny, some ludicrous, some may find it amazing, some may say it taxing on their nerves, some would show utter disdain, none of my business and it would be of little concern to me, but the truth is every word composed is the truth, truth nothing but the whole truth and nothing has been withheld, it’s no withhold, bare all truth. It has given me no pleasure but a lot of heartburn and when I think of that 2 day old tragedy I look for the culprits, me , the crowd , my overenthusiastic chums or that beast of a vehicle , or that inauspicious moment. Leave them all scot free , I am in no mood to call names, worst has just passed and I feel wrenched , nothing would bring shining glory in drapeable form , I am left to rue over lost thing . chuck it all , high time I go for capitol (punishment), yeah Delhi beckons , time to bring sleepy life back on racks , Delhi here I come , whoever said said it true” mishaps always relish company”. So shirty tale goes and Delhi dawns ahmmm it’s hard day’s night and I am itching to log off..