The spirit bares their soul (pun intended)

It has been ages that I wrote something (Not that I have not been writing - if you leave my semester examinations that is). And these days everyone has been blogging. Yeah AK started it, Big B uses this to shoot out his load of 'complaints' and then SRK can't be left behind. Believe it or not, even our lip-squisher Hashmi has one. Yeah, he is promoting his 'Jannat' these days. Nice strategy to be promoting his flick just around the IPL, which in itself is the hot topic, courtesy the Rs. 2.8 crore slap that Bhajji landed on Sree. It seems Bhajji was about to book a monstrous H3 with the moolah. Poor him!! Now I feel Bhajji must have called Sym a monkey. The whole of India fuelled by our 'breaking-news' media supported him as if we were on a war with the Aussies. Not that I support Hayden calling him an 'obnoxious weed' or something, but something says that he must have done it. Nevertheless, no H3 for him – at least for 2 seasons. Boo hoo!

Don't even wanna switch on the TV for now. The software these days is only nauseating with channels showing nothing but reality TV. Nah, nothing against reality shows, but TRP bosses, can we move away from song and music shows. The only good stuff seems to be coming out from Discovery and NGC. And then there is this grand prix and IPL. Zee Studio seems to have a good collection of movies and I love this newly launched World Movies. Roadies 5.0 is coming to an end and it is so obvious and in the air that Ashu will win it. I was surfing on their site and the collage has Nihaal and Ashu on one section with an obvious title. So I guess these two must have made it to the Top 2. Shambavi and whats her name...yeah Anmol...stuck gold with Bolly and Telly. Good luck to them. With Ranvijay, Ayushman, Bani, Shambavi and Anmol, I guess the next best way to hit the silver circuit is Roadies, after the beauty pageants! Ok, now this is for Raghu - you have made 5 editions and it has been a kick-ass effort. If at all you are making version 6, there definitely has to be a lot more difference than foreign locales and predictable vote-outs! I can't think of anything else, 'cuz if I were to do all that, then I would have been at MTV. Nevertheless, it is a damn good show and one of my favourites actually. In fact, the auditions are better than the actual series! Good show Raghu and team.

What else? Actually, as I am writing this, I am trying to figure out the central idea of this write up and it seems it actually is nothing. It is a baking 39 degrees on a humid Sunday afternoon that stole my siesta and has left me with a parched throat. And I can drink no more of my favourite potato juice (yeah, you read it right, they make it out of potatoes and label it Smirnoff or the Absolut) simply because there isn't any more left. I just don't like the nibbles anymore. Without the 'spirit', they taste like peppered cardboard pieces but yeah, I feel like being seated 2 inches above my chair. Well, that's the power of Smirn. That is the power of the spirit. This magical potion is an wonder-fluid. I wonder what they use as truth serum during investigations but if I have done this many times. During a lot of "juice-sessions" with friends, colleagues and 'me-toos', a lot gets thrown out. No, I aint talking about the puke, but the gyaan and gossip that Smirn generates. If you are smart enough, enjoy your drink and observe what goes on. That is the best place and time to read people's minds. You would know your friends, the nautankis, the bol-bachhans, the regulars, the first-timers, the chamchaas, the frustrated, the gossip mongers, the desperate lovers and the veiled. The next morning, these folks will be back to normal and behave as if they were the gatekeepers of peace.

You can have anyone as along as they do not belong to what I have defined as the 'veiled' category. They dunk a couple of milli-litres down their throat and out comes their elemental, hidden, unimaginable, outcast, ill-timed and frustrated personality. But it is fun. It is because of them, you can predict the future. Yeah, I am serious. You can predict for sure that you do not smirn with them the next time. Ha! Here's to my spirit. My magic spirt. That spirit that bares their soul.

To be or knot to be!

Most of my friends around me are either married or going to be in the next half a dozen months. Just about a week ago, one of 'em was going to be a proud 'Papa-to-be'. He was googling for baby names. I was shitting in my pants for I know my time will come. I wanted to hum 'Heaven can wait', but I know hell wont!

And why do I feel such? I have been blessed with the best girl I can ever spend me life with. If luck may, I would want to be marooned with her on an desolate island with my Cessna crashed down a dune of rocks and I would not even sandprint for help to the scarcest eagles. So far so good, but whats next?!

I took me a jolly good 6 week interval to write the next line. And this is no publishable material. And if my Lady were to read this, it would be no more than gallows for me ;-p

So what could the reason be? Dunno that and I am ready to bet a million rupees that 98% of all the guys go through this. So I aint alone and thats a breather that its only normal. Maybe, this mellows in a couple of years but this is a fact.

Marriage...in-laws...kids...diapers...vaccination shots...eeew! If these were the scheme of things behind a marriage, I wonder how a "live-in" works. And why does it work (if it works, that is). There is the man and his lady (okay for all your fairer sex - there is the lady and her man...happy?!!) and there is their house around them...maybe their nosey neighbours (depends upon which part of the world they reside). So all in all, what I am trying to put forward is (in case you are already confused as I am), is this whole matrix of relationship management that comes to the fore when two people intending to spend life together come forward. And with whatever I have seen around me, it is a tough one like any other. Moreover, it also has a lot to do with the personality type. What holds true for me may be an absolute nonsense for a lot of people and vice versa.

But still, one day, may be 5 years from now all this will be routine and cool. I would probably be scoffing at this piece then along with my wife and may be my kid at my lap. And believe me you, given a chance, I would really want to scoff at this. Such is life! Phew.