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Thursday, November 03, 2005

Bring home a bahu. Babu! II

Ok. There is Gabby. But I think she will be too pregnant for the marriage and these stupid international lines wont let her fly.

Moms looked at each other wondering.

Who else do I know? Aah. Nonick.

No, what?

No nick. That’s all I know about her. She lives in my comment box. Whether its haloscan or blogger.

Halo what?

I ignored the question and continued.

She is a process oriented chick. She wants processes in place for everything you do and she wants it documented. Probably she will demand recipes for all the cooking you do and processes defined in steps for all the recipes.

I didn’t get you.

Ok if she ever catches you stealing money from Dad’s pocket she would demand it documented on a paper.

My mom turned pale.

Then there is Ph. Aaauuuuuummmmm. But she is too complicated. Half the time you wouldn’t understand her.

Like?

Aaaargh. Cant you handle anything without an example? I am getting tired of this. Ok, like, if she catches you stealing she would calmly leave the room and write something in her diary.

What will she write?

Something like

Naked hands frisk loaded trousers.
Adroit fingers find their way to leather cleavages.
Wallets empty themselves to pregnant jackets.

What the f**& was that?
The younger mom looked at me in bewilderment.

Didn’t I tell you? Ok, leave it, leave it. Ok I admit. I am moving with the wrong crowd. My only bet was Patrix and he fell in love with Asterix. Chee chee, he fell in love with Ash.

Moms started crying again. You need to settle down son. Otherwise you are gonna lose it. They chorused.

Babu! Do you know what you want? Atleast?

I thought for a long time. Long enough for the elder one to start her prayer again.

Mangalam. Managalam.

I think I like Bengalis.

Bengalis?

Yeah, there is something about them. I don’t know. They are so vibrant. There is a certain radiance of sexuality and you can feel they are content, calm and kind, I don’t know. I like the way they wear their sarees. I like the way they mix traditional tops with jeans. I like the bags they carry. I like their sweets. I like their food. They are ideologically challenged. But I don’t think girls are. They have this strange gift of looking modern and yet make you feel home.

So you like Bengalis?

Yeah.

Mangalam. Mangalam.

I think the first I look at is a girl’s smile. I love the ones that have a pleasant effect. Not exactly cute but pleasant. You know the kind of smile Gello has.

Aham. Om. Mangalam. Mangalam.

This is strange but true. I thought I love fair skin and cant stand dark skin. * Concluded during the early teens after watching a western blue film and a desi blue* But over the years I ended up falling in love with , mmm, how do I explain? Take any shade from brown and what we generally call fair skin, not the Scandinavian paleness, and add cheesy translucent vibrant energy to it. Make it sensitive and soft. That’s my girl.

Moms looked at each other and checked their hands and stomachs.

Elder raised her pitch. Mangalam. Aha, mangalam, oho mangalam.

Another thing. I think I have an inclination towards chubby ones rather than tall and slim ones. Between medium and slim I would go for medium. Not the American kind of Big but the Indian kind of healthy medium.

This brought a huge cheer on the oversized elder one. Her eyes glowed and she placed her palms on my cheeks and said. Thadaasthu.

But my mom looked little concerned.

Have you thought anything about the girl?

To be continued..

17 comments:

Prerona said...

lol :)

alpha said...
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alpha said...

Pre, stop LOLing and get ready to stand at the door with ghungat doing namaskar to all the three moms. See, he prefers Bengalis.

Prerona said...

Alpha, lol yeah. I wonder which Bengali he was thinking of! Kya?

Anonymous said...

prerona: are you a Bengali? Cool. You are a Bengali. Single, looking for a single. What are we waiting for? aa gale lag jaa.

Anonymous said...

alpha: i love you.

Non-Sensei said...

lol.
*bows to the master*
Like Adi said, YOU are the real ladies man...not me!
^:)^

alpha said...

anon, go start your own matrimonial blog. We need to see credentials..lets start with a name.

Ash said...

Aaah, flowers blooming, birds chirping, a smiling sun, and romance blooming in the blogosphere :)

C'mon, Smiley, get on with it ...you know where she lives ... or are you a barking-dog-no-bite kind of a guy ? :P

Earth Monkey said...

Alpha, that anon looks like Master Smiley himself. Give him a spank wouldja? :))

Smiley, kya re. if you keep narrowing the playing field you are never gonna get any.

Leela said...

Smiley, your Ph impersonation is the best part of this post!

Monkey, a narrow field is good. At least he's fixed on one state. Now it's just a matter of finding one in a few million girls.

Alpha, I'm out of here.

:-) said...

Alphu: It was me alphu. The thing is I check my blog thru my PDA at home. For some reason most of the javascript stuff doesnt run on my PDA browser. So I always post as anon from home. Phew. Now, have you fallen in love with me?


Ash: Mmmmmmmm. Have you ever smelled my blog. It smells good too. Yeah. Love is in the air.

Sensai: Not even in a striking distance. You are our man man when it comes to ladies. Your reckless hair, guitar and deep voice are unmatched killer combination. You are Yoda. *Take a bow*

Dude of dudes: *jotting down* Aye Aye.

Leela: Yeah, that makes sense too. One in three million is a better shot than what I am holding on to now.

rj said...

hey smiley...my wait for the sequel has proved worthwhile.. a pretty good peice that you have put together...But am chewing my nails waiting for part 3... phew this suspense is killing me!! ;)...
P.S - I forgive u for calling me Ravi and Leela in the previous blog comment...

cheers

alpha said...

Looks like you have a thing for sensai..I can't bear it!!!! Sensai move over, he's taken!

Pre..comon girl...I can't do all the talking for you.

Ph said...

LOL! To think I almost missed this one.

:-) said...

Rajesh: Thanks man. Bipasha is a little too perfect. I need some imperfection. :-)

Alpha: No, no, no...thats not a thing. Yeah, Prerona Come on, aa gale lag jaa.

Ph: Thanks for LOLing. I was little apprehensive.

Ph said...

Liar!