Sunday, 6 November 2016

Conversations with Ritu... Chapter 1

"Bro! What kind of girl would you be interested in? The home makers or the ones who work?" asked my sister. "Depends Sis! Date karna hai fir toh open to all wala case hai mera!" I tried to shrug the question off by laughing at my own joke marveling at the awesomeness of my own joke. In came the response "Don't you think you need to revamp your jokes and polish your sense of humor... even Sidhdhu won't laugh at the jokes you are making these days. बड़ा आया अगला कपिल शर्मा India का!". My self inflicted sense of awe was soon brought back to Earth within a few seconds whereas IMO it had sky rocketed post the tongue in cheek response I had managed to carve out.

What followed next was a series of name calling. ऐसे ऐसे nicknames पुकारे गए की लगा आज युद्ध छिढ़ गया है Israel और Philistine में. That is a routine thing for us. We start our conversations by this. And this was an interesting topic that had came up.

"On a serious note, this whole idea of people getting married seems a scam to me". I said. "Not that I am misogamist or something but actually I do not believe in this whole idea wherein people get tied. People should date and not get married" I continued. I tried to be very serious in my tone because even though I was bursting out laughing from the inside, I have known from whatever little experience I have gathered that whenever you start giving "gyan" or something "फंडात्मक" you have to have a serious tone and a poker face to add to the special effects.

"तुमने फिर से art movies देखनी शुरू कर दी है ना? " she replied back laughing. "या आजकल फिर से Facebook छोड़ छाड़कर Quora के नशे में डूब गए हो ...तुम्हारी facebook activity भी काफी minimal है वैसे इन दिनों ... I am sure these are the things that have been doing the damage मेरे Albert Einstein! Haha!"

"It doesn't work like that, Abhinav! Perhaps you are still not able to comprehend this yet. May be you will take some time to come to grips with the fact that responsibilities and permanency are also equally important and they go hand in hand. Some people take time to understand this and it is perfectly okay to have doubts. Having doubts imply that people spend time thinking over something. And you can think only when you have the brains to think about things." She spoke ever so calmly.

"And you should remember... behind every successful man is a woman and behind every unsuccessful man are many women on whom he wasted time running after" She tried to dispel the seriousness that had crept in with all this serious grown up talk that we were having.

She made sense. And her "funde" appeared logical. But it is a sibling thing to better the effect of the "funde" thrown at you with an even better execution of serious dialogue delivery. आखिर कैसे स्वीकार कर लें की ज्ञान कोई और भी बेहतर दे सकता है हमसे.

"Heard of the story of Zeus?? The Greek God much like Brahmajji who when created man, blessed him with four hands and four legs and two heads. So powerful he became that he considered himself even better than the creator and tried to belittle him. The Created was feared by the Creator. Big time. As a consequence he was split into two people. One each with a head and two hands and legs. It is said that Zeus had condemned them to search for the other. कहते हैं तबसे soulmates का concept introduce सा हुआ था... उस इंसान की तलाश जो आपको पूरा कर दे " I said. Taking pauses while I spoke to add the effect of something that was very meaningful and stuff.

" तुमको पता है ... "आप जैसा कोई मेरी ज़िन्दगी में आये तो बात बन जाये"  वाला गाना इसी concept पे बनाया गया था originally जिसको बाद में item number में convert कर दिया गया था " I added in a way to make it sound like a fun fact told after a documentary. "Whoa! I didn't know about the song वाला thing" she said. "Yes! because I made it up just now" I replied.

And we burst out laughing. इतनी serious बातों के बाद हसना ज़रूरी हो जाता है.


"चलो फिर ... इसको अगले call में continue करेंगे... थोडा ब्लॉग पे भी work करना है , आजकल फिर से लिखना शुरू किया है "

"हाँ! पर time से खा लेना ... और चमगादड़ type रात भर मत जगे रहने ये सोचके की कल सन्डे है ...और ..."
I had disconnected the phone. Incomplete conversations give me the thrills. Bollywood kinds! That's why! And why not? Haha!

It was time for Coldplay to take over and take me to someplace else!


Chapter 1 ends here. For more in the series stay tuned! :)

Saturday, 22 October 2016

Weekend Strolls ... Chapter 1

" काहे भैया ? कोई अपराध हो गया है क्या हमसे ?? आप आ नहीं रहे थे हमारे यहाँ आजकल juice पीने ?? हम टकटकी लगाये देखत रहे और आप हैं की एक भी दिन ताके भी नहीं इधर पिछला दू तीन महीना से ". मेरे इलाहाबादी Juice वाले ने एकदम से हमसे पुछा.  इतना melodrama तो बिलकुल expect नहीं किया था मैंने जब मैं juice पीने का मन बनाते हुए अपने flat से निकला था.  पर आखिर हम भी बॉलीवुड वाले हैं ... जवाब तो देना ही था.

"बहुत काम था आजकल भैया नहीं तो कसम तो हम भी खाए हुए हैं के juice जब भी पियेंगे बस आप ही के यहाँ का वरना नहीं ... समुद्र मंथन के बाद जो अमृत निकला था बस वैसा ही स्वाद है यहाँ आपके ठेले के अनार juice का" मैंने भी ताबड़तोड़ reply किया. माहौल थोडा हसने खिलखिलाने का हो तो juice वगैरह थोडा ज्यादा मज़ेदार लगने लगता है.

"Haha! you are funny... that was epic!" की आवाज़ आई तो मुझे भी लगा की juice वाला इतनी भीषण English बोल कैसे गया मेरे समुद्र मंथन वाले reference पे ... पर feminine touch था इस आवाज़ में. नज़रें तुरंत मेरे mobile phone की स्क्रीन से हटकर सामने की ओर टिक गयी. तुरंत.

"Yo! Mishraji ... such aww... much wow" आवाज़ आई अन्दर से. Response देना अब मेरा मौलिक responsibility था अब तो. "Yeah man! Not everyone gets the "Samudra Manthan" reference, I must add. So you seem pretty well read to me" मैंने भी सरपट जवाब दिया.

माहौल सेट था अब.
 "समझ में तो हमको आया नहीं भैया क्या बोले अभी लेकिन ज़रूर अच्छा वाला चुटकुला होगा... ई भैया बहुत हसोड़ हैं... " Juice वाला भी ख़ुशी में बोल पड़ा इसी बीच.

"You seem to have quite a fan following around here, dude!" she jokingly said.
"Yeah ... they all are strangers in the first meeting. Fans after that" I retorted impromptu. और हम दोनों हसने लगे सेंटेंस ख़तम होते होते. तीनो actually. Juice वाले की हसी सबसे ताबड़तोड़ थी.

"कितना हुआ भैया?" पुछा उसने juice वाले से.
"70 रुपया मैडम... आपका और सर का"
"लीजिये भैया" उसने सीधे 100 रूपए का नोट बढाया. और मेरी तरफ मुस्कुरा के बोली " तुम पे कर रहे हो अगली बार जब हम juice पीने आयेंगे".

"How about an ice-cream now? I pay for that and we are even-steven? अगली बार की तब देखेंगे" मैंने कहा. और हम निकल पड़े आगे ice-cream वाले की तरफ.

कभी कभी लगता है चीज़ें कितनी सरल हो जाती हैं जब आप हलके फुल्के मूड में होते हो... हँसते रहते हो हँसाते रहते हो. शायद यही हँसते रहने का स्वभाव हमें कुछ भी झेल जाने का strength देता रहता है.

हैप्पी वीकेंड folks!
चियर्स !