Happy Belated ( Ouch! ) Birthday!
There are some moments in life when your mind feels like the inside of a salwar kameez store full of ladies during the annual discount store . There are some moments in life when you wish your leg was flexible enough to curve back and land a sunny deol-ish kick on your own behind bad enough to render your morning rituals ineffective for three months . There are some moments in life when you wish you could rewind life and clean up all the mistakes you did.
It hit me when she sent me a very comforting “I will kill you” on gtalk some time back and I blurted out a ‘Shit!’ so loud , all the babies in the neighborhood soiled their chaddis.I know I sound like I have done something as bad as becoming an unwed daddy of twins , but what I have done is worse than that – I forgot S’s birthday.
For those of you ‘jinhone apne TV set derr se khole ho’, S is a friend so close, we get any closer and the Shiv Sainiks will go berserk. I mean , the word ‘friend’ seems as weak as an A K hangal when it comes to what she is to me . Along with my family , she is one of those very few people who I know will be around all life. And even as I type this , I can’t believe I forgot her birthday. And even though I can write her a mail about this , I want this blog to know how special she is.
S , I know I have been as insensitive as a paralyzed log at times , but you are one person with whom I share too many fond memories. Doing practical together. The aimless chatter over telephone. Your mock proposal which still makes me blush. Wo ladai jhagda. Uski drawings se mera topo marna. (Don’t ask what is “Topo” , then u have to join some engineering college and study it.). Wo milke picnics, functions arrange karna, Tera practical marks keliye rona aur mera hasna , I guess they can make a seventy episode soap opera about our time together.
So now to make it up to you , I will get the date of your birthday tattooed on my arm in permanent ink even if it makes my arm look like a reminder pad . I will go around telling everyone you are a Miss India finalist even if you put on weight . I will buy you a huge exotica chocolate and that disgustingly fatty ice cream you like when I will come to India even if you don’t want to eat . I will be there on every special day of your life from your next birthday to the birthdays of your grandkids even if I have seven meetings lined up on the day . I will tell my wife your smile is dazzling enough to light up all the Bhubaneswar from power shed, even if she goes green and calls up her lawyer. I won’t regret writing all this even if “X” rearranges all the bones in my body.
And I am so sorry for being so stupid even if you say you are not angry.
Happy Belated Birthday !!
There are some moments in life when your mind feels like the inside of a salwar kameez store full of ladies during the annual discount store . There are some moments in life when you wish your leg was flexible enough to curve back and land a sunny deol-ish kick on your own behind bad enough to render your morning rituals ineffective for three months . There are some moments in life when you wish you could rewind life and clean up all the mistakes you did.
It hit me when she sent me a very comforting “I will kill you” on gtalk some time back and I blurted out a ‘Shit!’ so loud , all the babies in the neighborhood soiled their chaddis.I know I sound like I have done something as bad as becoming an unwed daddy of twins , but what I have done is worse than that – I forgot S’s birthday.
For those of you ‘jinhone apne TV set derr se khole ho’, S is a friend so close, we get any closer and the Shiv Sainiks will go berserk. I mean , the word ‘friend’ seems as weak as an A K hangal when it comes to what she is to me . Along with my family , she is one of those very few people who I know will be around all life. And even as I type this , I can’t believe I forgot her birthday. And even though I can write her a mail about this , I want this blog to know how special she is.
S , I know I have been as insensitive as a paralyzed log at times , but you are one person with whom I share too many fond memories. Doing practical together. The aimless chatter over telephone. Your mock proposal which still makes me blush. Wo ladai jhagda. Uski drawings se mera topo marna. (Don’t ask what is “Topo” , then u have to join some engineering college and study it.). Wo milke picnics, functions arrange karna, Tera practical marks keliye rona aur mera hasna , I guess they can make a seventy episode soap opera about our time together.
So now to make it up to you , I will get the date of your birthday tattooed on my arm in permanent ink even if it makes my arm look like a reminder pad . I will go around telling everyone you are a Miss India finalist even if you put on weight . I will buy you a huge exotica chocolate and that disgustingly fatty ice cream you like when I will come to India even if you don’t want to eat . I will be there on every special day of your life from your next birthday to the birthdays of your grandkids even if I have seven meetings lined up on the day . I will tell my wife your smile is dazzling enough to light up all the Bhubaneswar from power shed, even if she goes green and calls up her lawyer. I won’t regret writing all this even if “X” rearranges all the bones in my body.
And I am so sorry for being so stupid even if you say you are not angry.
Happy Belated Birthday !!
