Chapter 16
Dear Diaz,
yesterday I attempted a poem on love and shared it on Facebook. I got some 110
Likes and 39 comments. I had tagged Sneha in that poem and she ‘liked’ the poem
too! I didn’t know that I was so good at poems. I think this practice in writing
poems will help me in impressing Sneha sooner or later.
Since last 2-3
days I have been busy comforting my friend Hitesh, who was dumped by his
girlfriend who found out about all his exes! See, this is the reason why I
don’t cheat any girl. Otherwise I could have easily gotten some 3-4 chicks by
now. But I don’t like to cheat anyone. If any girl trusts you in love, then she
deserves respect and love, isn’t it? But this love guru friend of mine got a
taste of his own medicine. This thwarted girl met Hitesh’s parents and told
them what a big cheat their son is. Half of the time she was shouting in
English and then in Hindi and Marathi and then in Konkani, I guess. Needless to
say, uncle and aunty were really mad at him. The whole building was enjoying
Hitesh’s girlfriend’s drama. Now no Gujarati uncle in his right mind will give
his daughter to Hitesh!
I haven’t heard
from Sneha for a long time. Last week I mailed her that I had found some info
on that guy. But she didn’t reply. Is it her attitude problem or is she being
shy? I like shy girls. I like girls who don’t easily say YES. That shows good
values, Sanskars.
And that 3rd guy, Rahul, he
mailed back saying he was doing well and all. He has also started writing in
his diary and is also writing some short stories for practice. He is not there
on Facebook. Maybe he doesn’t like to mingle much with people. Not sure. I had
told him that Sneha wanted his email id and phone number and he shared his
details. I will forward those details to Sneha next week.
Gotta go now as
I have to get to office early tomorrow. Lots of pending work in office. That
incompetent person from FuturePerfect technologies who was not able to
implement the Billing module properly will stay on the project for a few more
days. His replacement is on leave for a week and is supposed to join us on 22nd august. One
thing is for sure – I would never marry a girl from the IT world!
Dear Georgie,
in just one week my sister will be away from me forever and that too in a
foreign country. I have started missing her already. She is my sweet sweet
Vandu. Even though she is 2 years older than me, I have never felt that age gap
at all. I will feel terribly sads from 19th August. That is when she will be leaving us for
USA.
The mood in the
whole family has been festive, but I am in a state of gloom. Of course I am all
smiling and giggling in every photo and video shot in the house since the past
2-3 days. The actual dhamaal will begin from 15th August. All my relatives from Pune, Solapur and
faraway places will gather at our home. Our neighbouring flat is empty. So we
will be using that flat for the guests to stay. We have also booked a nearby
hotel for some of the guests during the upcoming week. Since this is the first
wedding at our home, my dad is all gung-ho about it. My dad is an ex-army man,
but he has lots of black money. Yes! If anti-corruption bureau department gets
to know this, my dad will be in a soup! My dad is splurging money like water to
make this wedding the most posh wedding in our khaandan! The second most posh
wedding HAS TO be mine. Otherwise I won’t talk to my dad at all! Katti!
The other day
Saahil had written a poem and tagged me on Facebook. I hate being tagged on
anything on Facebook. But his poem was really
very sweet. I
only ‘liked’ his poem and didn’t add any comment. If I had commented then he
might have gotten some wrong notion, I presumed. I hope that the handsome guy
from the bookstore also writes lovely poems. If he dedicates a lovely poem and
takes me out to a fancy restaurant and proposes to me, then I will say YES for
sure!
Gotta go now.
Have to help my mom and there’s Sangeet ceremony tonight. So bbye!
I had a word
with my boss about his unusual mail. He was apologetic about his behaviour but wasn’t
sorry at all for liking me. He said that he still has feelings for me and will
keep having them forever! What the hell! He held my hand in his hand and
started caressing it while apologizing. I was so angry at him that I wanted to
hit him. But there was a lot of innocence in his eyes. It was like he meant
every word of his apology. I could have easily shaken off his grip. But I still
don’t understand why I hadn’t pulled my hand away and cursed him on his fucking
face and run away.
I so damn want
to go and bang some chick and gain that macho confidence in me again. There is
this girl in office who digs me. I guess I will approach her this weekend and
have some manly time with her. I fucking need to feel manly! I desperately need
it!
The only good
thing that has happened is that I have been given a project to create an
advertisement for our biggest project till date- an IT company called
FuturePerfect Technologies. They are in the process of revamping their image in
the market. I will be heading that project from 19th August. Let’s
see what happens.
Saahil’s Diary
It’s been so
many days and I still haven’t heard from Sneha. It feels very insulting. I am
trying to help her by getting the information of that guy who I wouldn’t have
otherwise even cared to meet again and here this beautiful girl is ignoring my
help. Why the hell is she doing this? It’s not like she must not have logged
into her mail for so many days. Just one thank you is all it takes to
reciprocate help, isn’t it?
The office work
is pretty messed up because the person who was supposed to complete the
implementation of the billing module hasn’t met the target and now my boss is
sitting on my head and asking me why I didn’t inform her about the delay.
Seriously it’s a pain to have a lady boss. Female bosses have this innate sense
of I-want-to-prove-something which makes them more ruthless and competitive and
in the process they end up being very rude and scathing of their juniors’ work.
The lead who is going to take over the project from next week better be good or
else I will lose my job. I will give my boss daily updates about the progress
of the implementation and not take the shit on my head. I need to start being
assertive now! No more taking shit from people. Sweetu Sneha being the
exception J
By the way, I
have participated in an anthology being published by a famous publisher-
WingsToWords Publications. The anthology is called “… and that’s how I fell in
love”. Some 24 authors are going to
be a part of
the anthology. The publisher is saying that they have received some 450 entries
in last 8 days. Not sure whether they are lying or telling the truth. Anyway,
let’s see what happens to my entry.
And that friend
of mine – Hitesh – is in deep shit with many of his ex-girlfriends coming up to
his parents and complaining to them about his misdeeds! Way to go man! Way to
go! J…
Sneha’s Diary
I had a really
really awesome time, dear Georgie! I had made a small video with all the pictures
that we had clicked in the last one week with a love song in the backdrop. The
video has just come out brilliant! On the last day, before parting, we all sat
in our drawing room and enjoyed the video. Everyone lauded my work. Yeah yeah!
That’s Sneha, baby!
There were some
400 people from either side who had congregated for the first wedding in our
family. The wedding was very lavish. Ideal time to put my dad’s black money to
use! In the Sangeet ceremony we cousins had soooo much fun. In our weddings we are
of course not allowed booze and stuff. But I had arranged that for my female
cousins. Beech beech mein jaake ekhaad peg maarke aate they! Being Marathi
Brahmins, non-veg is also not allowed. But I had arranged that too for my sweet
cousins. They were all praise for my ability to arrange for so many banned
things. We danced till 3 in the morning. Father had already bribed the local
police to allow the ceremony till 4.
On the wedding
day, I wore a lehenga from a very famous designer from Mumbai. My sister was
looking like a fairy. I was no less. My Jiju has a younger brother named Aryan
who is the same age as me. There were a lot of hints from my parents and
Vandu’s in-laws too that I check out Aryan and see if I too could be shipped to
the land of dreams – USA. Aryan works with Yahoo. Yes! Intelligent sons
Vandu’s in-laws
have produced! But I was not very sure about this package deal. There is no
harm in it though. But still, I don’t feel it is right to go into the same
family. What if both are psychos and then they try to create a rift between me
and Vandana and they torture us to no end?! Who would we then run to for our
problems? So I tried to shirk the elders’ attempts to get me to talk to Aryan.
The wedding was
followed by a lovely reception. My friends from office and school and college
had also come for the reception. My friends from office told me that some
handsome guy from an advertising firm had come to office a couple of days back
to make an advertisement for the company’s new makeover plan. There’s no money
to give good increments, but they want to make ads! I wonder what kind of
morons the upper management of my company is filled with!
Anyway, a day after the reception, my sister bid adieu and there was
a lot of crying and stuff going on the whole day. I wonder if anyone will cry
this much when I get married! If they don’t, then God help me!
So yes,
Georgie, this is what all happened in the last one week. Now one day rest and
then I will be leading a project at that bank in Andheri. Travelling to Andheri
from Dombivli is going to be such a pain! Paapi pet ka sawaal hai, Georgie! Tum
nahi samjoge!
Love ya. Tc
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