Boyfriend, Why You No Hero?

THE ULTIMATE BLOG CHALLENGE DAY 16

Yes, the title says it all! Why can't boyfriends in real life be like the blue-eyed romantic heroes of the daily soaps? Or maybe right out of the pages of old English classics? If authors could come up with eternal couples like Romeo-Juliet and Scarlett O'Hara-Rhett Butler, history witnessed the evergreen love stories of Shahjahan-Mumtaz and Laila-Majnu, Ekta Kapoor could create Mihir-Tulsi and Anurag-Prerna, then why not men today be like Romeo or Shahjahan or even Mihir Virani?

One advantage of being with the same guy for a prolonged period is that you know him inside out. You know his reaction to every situation. Come, let's have a look -

Situation 1 : My dupatta flies across his face

Hero : Eyes closed, feel the soft fabric, inhale every scent of mine that lingers in that 3 yards of cloth and wishes that the moment never ends.

Boyfriend : Oho! this bloody dupatta is restricting my vision. Baby, careful with your clothes.

Situation 2 : We are out for a walk, suddenly the air turns chilly

Hero : He'll invariably have a jacket covering him, which is is transferred from him to me in a speed which is directly proportional the onset of chill in the air.

Boyfriend : (Won't have a jacket, just like me) Baby, I did remind you to carry your jacket before leaving the house, right? See, you shouldn't have argued!

Situation 3 : I turn to leave, trip, and fall

Hero : His instincts are abnormally sharp and fast, he catches me before I hit the ground. And there we are, in a waltzing pose, gazes locked for what seems an eternity.

Boyfriend : (With a how-on-earth-did-she-fall look on his face) Baby, what happened? Watch your steps. Come, give me your hand, let me pull you up. From next time, look where you step, and not at the sky!

Situation 4 : We are on a long drive

Hero : His eyeballs keep shuttling between the road and me. Never misses a chance to brush his hands against mine while changing gears. A sudden daring moment may come when he would lean across to plant a peck on my cheek.

Boyfriend : (Eyes fixed on the road) Baby, did you fasten the seat belt? Baby, just check who's calling me on my cellphone - tell him I'm driving.

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Disclaimer - Though this in not a work entirely based on fiction, any resemblance to any of your boyfriends/husbands is purely co-incidental.

P.S - My boyfriend may not lend me a jacket when I am cold, or catch me moments before I fall or steal a kiss, speeding on a highway, but he is an adorable guy, just the way he is!

This post is written for Write Tribe - The Ultimate Blog Challenge - Day 16

Dog Tales

This post is dedicated to all the doggies and the doggy-lovers out there.

Are you a doggy, a doggy-lover, or a doggy-owner? If yes, this is meant for you. If no, this is still meant for you, assuming that one day you will belong to one of the above mentioned categories.

Doggies today constitute an integral fraction of the living population in a society. They have come a long way fighting for their rights, yet they are classified and categorised according to the society's three-stratum model -

1. The Lower Class - These doggies, commonly called the stray dogs, are the ones who live on the pavements -  praying each night not to get crushed under Salman's car. They are itchy, thinks of the drain as their swimming pool, loves to urinate on the front tyres of your car, bark at the top of their lungs when they see another doggy from the next locality.
   Doggies of this class are energetic, enthusiast and ambitious. They are the P.T Ushas and Usain Bolts among the dogs. The moment they sense the turning of the ignition of your car or bike, their muscles stiffen, their adrenaline levels rush up with a force equivalent to the water force when the dam doors are pulled up, and sprints like a crazy cheetah the moment the vehicle starts rolling. It is still a matter of fascination to many why they love to run behind moving vehicles, but I personally feel, these Ushas and Bolts also have a hidden desire of becoming Schumachers!
   Some population among this class are known to be the professional eatery guides, as they are found in the trash bins of almost all food joints. KFC, McDonalds, BBQ Nation, Pizza Hut, Dominos - you name it, and they'll guide you like the GPS. But be careful, you need to find your own way from the trash cans to the restaurant.
   
2. The Middle Class - These doggies, commonly known as the pet dogs, can be seen with one end of a leash around their neck and the other end trapped between the porky fingers of a fat owner. They have fancy names like Buddy or Rocky or Leslie and their coats have been brushed and washed with so much vigour that they shine like a 17th century brass statue in the Indian Museum. These doggies are health conscious - you can find them walking and running in the neighbourhood park each morning or evening or both, eating timely meals of pedigree and shunning all desires of useless junks like the KFC bones or the left over Mutton Kebabs.
   These doggies are not highly career conscious, and love to stay mainly at home. Few among them are ambitious, try reaching for the moon, but fall among the stars instead. They are the Ranbeers and Kareenas of  Doggywoods. They walk the ramp at dog shows, feature in the pedigree advertisements and few with golden luck end up being cuddled and kissed by Kareenas and Priyankas of Bollywood! Yes yes, I know, many of you now suddenly wish you were a doggy instead!
   
3. The Upper Class - These doggies are the ones belonging to the high society among the dogs. They are the elite class with elite job. They are the chosen layer of cream, to work for the army or the war front. The can be found sniffing out bombs or land mines in the glaciers of Kargil or the rocky terrains of Iraq.
   They are the distinguished section among the doggies. Call it his luck, or call it his perseverance, one particular doggy shot to fame just by sitting and staring into a gramophone, wondering how the fish does this thing talk? And lo and behold, he was suddenly all over the gramophone record covers for years to come. (For kids who do not know what gramophones are, or what I am talking about, please refer here.)
   The highest achievement by any doggy from this class is undoubtedly by the one who went for a holiday in a space ship. Bored of taking strolls in parks and gardens, eating out of a silver dog bowl and sleeping in a golden kennel, he decided it is time for him to explore the world. But no, that's an old idea! How about a space trip! And there he was, the first martyr among dogs (Yes, you got that right, his plan back fired).

Dogs are indeed an integral part of today's society. Before I wrap up this up, let me leave you with some valuable gems of life -

• Though there exists the three-tier class system among dogs, do not discrinate when you come across them.
• No doggy is born Lower, Middle or Upper class. It is their deeds and outlook towards life that classifies them and makes them what they are.
• Doggies are important to the nation, as important as you are. Do not under-estimate them. Remember the loyal one who accompanied Yudhishtir to heaven? Who knows, you just might be the lucky dog walking up to heaven with our beloved Mrs. Gandhi!

A Single Concern

Its alarming when you look around to find the number of nice, decent guys falling sharply. Of the few that we manage to spot in rare occasions, a handsome chunk seem to be taken (yes, unfortunately!) and the rest are ineligible for the post. It seems by the time I finally decide to settle down the good-looking, decent crowd few will either be married, committed or extinct. 

I work in a office with 2000 employees where more than sixty percent of the population is of the opposite sex. Yet not one, and yes, I stress and underline ONE, is worth ogling at. This is a definite reason for my gradual fall of productivity on work front. 

I know a handful of single guys whom I have befriended or acquainted with, but they are either the I-love-my-career-hence-no-time-for-girls kind or they are in the how-can-girls-be-so-cruel-to-dump-me mode! Gosh! This does make me jittery! The good looking men whom I rarely come across are either too old or too young. As if God was out of material while making men in the early eighties :(

Is it too early, or should I start behaving hysterical about the thought of dying single?

You know you are from SMIT when..... (Part II)

This is a follow up post to this one. Another list for you to check if you are a true SMITian...

10. At least once you have visited the banks of Teesta which are 'out of bounds for SMITians'.

9. If every Thursday lunch for 4 straight years made you loathed Chole Bhature.

8. Non-IT students were jealous of the number of free classes the IT students got... and hence the term 'diploma course' took birth. And needless to say, we IT folks, never cared at the 'grapes-are-sour' attitude!!!

7. Giving/receiving birthday treats started with Anand in Singtam and ended with Tangerine in Gangtok.

6. Girls have been locked outside Girls' Hostel at least once after 8PM (if not, you are not a true SMITian)

5. Grand Viva always sounded scary till the time you realized it was over.

4. You borrowed workshop dress and chemistry lab coat from your friend in physics cycle and let them borrow your ED materials.

3. At least 2 of your friends from 'group' you hang out with, have found the love of their life in SMIT.

2. Those 2 of the above friends found the love of their life AGAIN in SMIT.

1. You enrolled as a volunteer/coordinator in at least one of the committees during Kaalrav and enjoyed the free food coupons.

You know you are from SMIT when....

10.  Your friends, relatives or acquaintances have atleast once thought you were doing a distance education course from Sikkim Manipal.

9. You've cursed the placed "n" number of times (with "n" tending to infinity) yet felt bad the day you walked out of this place.

8. You hate Vishnu and Gurukripa for robbing you innumerable times in these four years.

7. By closing your eyes you can distinguish between the parathas of Bawa, Aunty, Om, Jaggu.

6. You have tasted the girls' hostel famous Birthday cake atleast once.

5. Baker's Cafe and Roll House will be etched in your mind forever.

4. You know the significance of the nomenclatures of PMC and Mall Road...!!

3. You have got at least one Zero in any quiz or sessionals in the 4 years (if not, you are not a true Smitian!!!)

2. You have mass-bunked at least once in the 4 years (if you have not, you are not a true Smitian either!!!)

1. You are familiar with the names Counterstrike, DotA, Tiberium Wars, Call of Duty, Splintercell... guys for obvious reasons and girls,courtesy gamer boyfriends!!!

P.S.... there are lot more.. feel free to add... :)