With lots of struggle and miracles somehow I managed to complete the degree and fortunately got the 2 jobs offers from two software giants like TCS and Dell (hey hey…. Don’t think me as an extraordinary-brilliant jerk because I will not allow anyone to play with ma repo, its just simply means that sometimes the business tycoons like RATAN TATA and Michael Dell also commit mistakes).
So on a very fine day as sun rises at 5 in morning I too open ma eyes after sleep but a little late at 10 and before ma father say to me anything they first gave me a dirty look….
Fat: What you want to do now ?
Me: *yawning* I will prefer to brush ma teeth first before having anything.
Fat: *gave me another dirty look* I am talking about your life, what r u planning for your future?
Me: ohhh ….. Actually I want to b a writer.
2 minutes of deadly silence and than SLAP!!! The complete silence is shattered in a moment .Usually I never eat anything till I brush but if it’s a slap I don’t mind it. *sad*. Whole day I tried myself away from ma Dad’s eye to avoid another face-off rather to avoid another slap. But according to the Indian constitution your elder brother also has a right to make a CONGRESS –LOGO over your bloody mouth.
BRO:- Hows your studies going ? You should prepare yourself for the upcoming corporate training.
Me: That is worthless *busy with my mobile tweets*
BRO: *puzzled* Are you nuts , you don’t know the competition in outer world. You are going to meet some real geeks .
Me: GEEKS *laughed* we have a batch f 400 illiterate engineers, who rubbed their ass for complete 4 years to be an electronics engineer and now going to work with a software firm and you said them geeks *a giant laugh*. BTW m interested to be a writer.
(I already guessed the another upcoming slap on my fucking face so I kept my mobile sideways, eyes are down, no facial expression and sit like a typical Mom’s boy to face the another disaster )
BRO: U will understand soon, ok ok get ready for the wedding party , we have to be their at 8PM ( I only noticed two things 1. He is in good mood 2.why he so focused on 8PM) *grinned*
I packed myself in a dress and reached at destination and sonly found myself more interested in sitting in a corner with a coffee than a wedding ceremony. I mean the food is messy, no hot chick or even satisfactory chick in half KM of radius, the DJ was not playing “minni badnaam” or “Sheila ki jawani” and ma mom kept on offering me the ice creams more fantasized by their color rather than taste.
Its so much relief to return to the bed after suffering from humiliating wedding which can be the most memorable for someone. I switched off the light , made the fan to rotate a little slow and laost with Sheila and munni while gazing towards the ceiling without any motive.
(Next day again I got up at 10 and again my father gave me a dirty look)
Fa: so what will you choose ? ( even I don’t know why he always ask me the question like this).
Me: in whom ? *yawning*
Fa: *another dirty look* This boy is so useless and irresponsible (looking towards ma mom) you didn't even decided it yet, i thought you was thinking over it whole night after yesterdays incident.
Me: ohhhh that last night incidence…. Actually i thought alot but finally I decided that Sheila is better than munni.






