Tuesday, October 03, 2006

'THE GAL' AND 'MY DELHI VISIT'

This post is about 'THE GAL' AND 'MY DELHI VISIT'. Ok ok. I accept. Both are same. I knew her for some time now and thought of giving her a surprise visit on that weekend. I went to Delhi on Saturday morning. Delhi as such looks like a clean place. She picked me up from the hotel Saturday and we went around Delhi gateway, Connaught place before ending with our "Munnabhai and all Bapu theory".

My god this gal I went with, is as confused as a 'Sachin Tendulkar' in a tennis court or as a JAVA programmer writing a COBOOL program. She took me exactly in the opposite direction of her home. I thought I am the most confused individual in the whole world. I can say a 'NO' if some one asked me whether I am confused. I am that confused. It’s kind of funny no body knows the way to the “Delhi Metro”. Every where there were sign boards saying “METRO”. But I wasn’t able to see even the tracks leave alone the train. Delhi walon, is there really something called METRO running in your place?

I think moral policing is very much required now, at least in that specific park I went in Delhi. Why can’t these couples have some kind of sympathy towards poor-single-stag-not-committed-fellows like me? Damn. I really thought of sponsoring a board for that garden which says "SINGLES PRONE TO HEART ATTACK NOT ALLOWED" for the kind of scenes I saw in there. This must be the garden where people come to do all that coochy-coochy stuff. Most of them have become girl friends and boy friends without even knowing what to do after becoming one. PUN NOT INTENDED. (Dialogue Courtesy: The gal)

Not even a street dog will look at me if I go alone. The moment I am with a gal (ya pretty gal) every body looks at me. Not that they are all interested in me. Most of the guys wish we are just brothers and sisters (like I do whenever I see some pretty gal and a guy). Some of them think what has this guy got which I lack. Gals - I don’t know what they think. Most of them are too complex. I read this sometime back. There was a saint who did a lot of puja for god to appear and ask him some wish. The god did appear and asked him what he had wanted. He said I would like to have a bridge between the city of London and New York. God terrified hearing his wish said "Son, do you know how much of an effort, materials and money that would involve. I think it’s a little too much even for me. Can you ask something else?". The poor saint said "Ok. Then give me the ability to understand women". God thought for a while and asked the saint "Is it a four lane or a eight lane the bridge you had wanted." LOL

I know Delhi people are rude but I didn’t know that they can be this bad. I had asked a guy to take a pic of us. And I couldn’t believe that he told me a NO. I don’t know why people can’t do a simple click. It was so embarrassing for me when he told a NO. But still I think I got used to 'NO' in my life. The list of people who said/say/will-say a NO to me are endless:
Mumbai taxi wallas
My colleague whenever I ask him "cud we/(mostly I) leave for the day?"
When I ask my boss for a vacation
and ya almost all gals in my life. :-)

I was literally singing "Ek baar aaja aaja" there before I got someone to click for me. Finally we just had some nice conversation (LOL) b4 I started back to MUMBAI.



CODEWORD: "I".
P.S: This post is dedicated to HER.

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