Dear Girl in Purple, Let me start at the bottom-line itself: I don’t like you. I don’t like you because you brought to the surface the very facet of my being that I dreaded the most – that being: acute paranoia, extreme wariness of public embarrassment, and of course my utter discomfort in the mere presence of a girl. Remember this – I have tried all my life to shield these aspects from public knowledge. For me these are more covert than perhaps the existence of the Holy Grail. Alas, though, as all this is now a thing of the past. You make me feel pathetic and miserable. I mean, how difficult is it to walk up to a cute girl in a coffee shop and say “hello” or whatever else might be fitting. What is the risk I am playing against? No probable solution of the Schrödinger’s equation will make my saying “hello” lead to a nuclear holocaust. Life is not like the Butterfly Effect. But my utterly female-terrorised brain makes me believe otherwise. Or maybe, it’s just that guys who talk of
I expect the DC++ hoggers already know about "Three KGPians day out", well here is a new version of it. Four days before the end sem exams, and on the eve of the day which has three tests in store for them, three KGPians, decided to go out for a late night snack. Actually there wasnt much decision involved except for the place where they would be willing to hog down stuff. The local canteen won on the grounds that being the nearest, they would be WASTING much lesser time if they went there. The guftagu began, after the initial rite of ordering your stuff. Two Bread Butters, one beg sandwich, and a cup of tea. No maggie, no chowmein -- seriosly these people were low on budget. Before we get any further into their actual conversation, lets name the three dramatis personae. On account of confidentiality, they have requested that they be known by aliases. So lets call them MyTh, Quark and manGO. As the three waited for the food to arrive, manGO being in a counter reflective mo
Dedicated to: Gulzar Saab and to all guys wih a computer screen who are the inspiration behind this piece कल रात तुम्हारे online आने का इंतज़ार करता रहा बोझिल आँखें तुम्हारी बत्ती के green होने की आस देखती रहीं बात तो वैसे कुछ ख़ास नहीं थी पार बात तो फ़िर भी करनी थी दिन कैसे बीता, जब चोट लगी -- क्यों हँसा, यही सब कहनी थी दो बार "thr" भी मारा, सोचा कहीं "always-idle" तो नहीं कोई reply नहीं आया तो सोचा की अब यही सही शायद आज तुम्हारा mood नहीं था ४ बजे वाला कोहरा भी घिर आया था मैं आँखें मूँद नींद का इंतज़ार करता रहा कल रात तुम्हारे online आने का इंतज़ार करता रहा इन बोझिल आंखों को तुमसे chat करने की आदत सी हो गई है. Do follow up to the jugalbandi And for those whose Hindi font is not working: Kal raat tumhare online aane ka intezaar karta raha bojhil aankhen tumharee batti ke green hone ki aas dekhti rahi.n baat to waise kuchh khaas nahi thi par baat to fir bhi karni thi din kaise beeta, jab chot lagi -- kyun hansa yahi sab kahni thi do baar "thr"