How to get a "Girlfriend". (What not to do)

CHAPTER 2

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This chapter is a story about a guy who fell for a girl and got her.
It all starts with that day when he first saw her on a bus stop she was walking with a couple of her friends and totally minding her own business. The moment he saw her, he felt that someone has stepped right on his heart, he felt a little pain going through his chest right down his spine it was weird and beautiful But soon he realized it was his friend who had punched him right there. (I know, bad joke right?). His friend just asked him to check her out to which our guy had the classic "Bhabhi hai teri" response which eventually means he is in love.

A week passed and everyday he used to stare at her in all possible ways which was not making her uncomfortable, like at all. she used to think, Wow! strange guy staring continuously without blinking its like a dream come true. (Certainly not a good one).

The next day when she was passing he said something gross about her and started singing a song about how she should do stuffs he would like and they should go somewhere alone and do stuffs nobody would get to know of. (You'll never figure out the song). Ironically the girl liked the fact that he tried to embarrass himself and was trying to show off his so low self esteem that she agreed to go out with him but eventually it didn't work out and they'd have to break up.

So, one day when our guy was all high and drunk, he was out with his friends who were also drunk and high. Somehow they got to talking about how the girl broke his heart and how sad he was since then, and that he had to drink and do nothing all day but lie around which was almost similar to what he used to do before but now it's different because now he has someone to blame it upon. During all of this discussion someone had the craziest idea, "Why don't you call her and abuse her".
 The most manly thing one could ever think of (of course that's the penis talking) was calling a girl after drinking and getting rid of your frustration.

Now, for all those who find this story stupid or gross or unreal I appreciate you.
Yes, the story of this guy is nothing but stupid & gross & unreal but what's that's real is whether you're a guy or a girl that we all have seen a guy like this and we've all witnessed such incidents and did nothing about it. So, next time you meet someone like this tell them in high pitched and clear words,

LESSON 2:  Don't be that guy. Every single statement in this story is something you shouldn't do if you want to get a girlfriend.

What If?! (A Tiny Tale)

That night there was an epiphany.
He had a cricket match against Pakistan the next day.
He stopped for a bit and a couple of minutes later made a ISD call again on the same cellphone number.
"Yeah?! What happened?" she asked worryingly.
He thought for a moment and consciously asked, "Will you marry someone whose life is of a size of kit bag?".

A heartbeat skipped. She gasped and replied with joy, "Yes. Of course you idiot! I've been waiting for you to say this for so long!"

And this time it was a slightly different MSD story than the one we all know about.

Its an alternate route which could have been possible for MSD's life. May be he couldn't stop the mishap which was going to happen the next day, but he could have definitely saved himself from the burden of not saying what she wanted to hear.
Often there are times in our lives when we don't say what we are meant to. We make decisions we regret later. We get succumbed either by our ambitions, routine, obligations, responsibilities and what not. In this chain of events we sometimes forget what makes us happy and what will actually stay with us.
But having those choices made already, we later think what could have been possible if we took the alternate route.

"What if I didn't opt this route?"

"What if I simply trusted my instincts and went with the flow to say it all?"

More than anything else, we regret that we made someone wait to hear those words and one day we realize that its too late now.
When we go through this line of thought, we learn a lot about the tricks life plays with us.

The tiny story depicted above asks us to be reciprocative and too believe in our intuitions. If it feels right, why wait? Trust me, there will never be a time when you feel you're ready for it. The point is to say what you feel before it's too late.

English Vinglish

This post is strictly meant for humor and if you find it offensive in any sense please stop doing such stuff that I get to make fun of you.

BASED ON REAL EVENTS

I know the title here is copied but I haven't seen the film and this post would be nothing like it.
We live in a country of 22 official languages English being one of them. I know it and I'm self aware of the fact that I am no master of the language neither I'm going to mock those who aren't that good with it. But, somehow from various incidents that I've witnessed, I have got this idea that we aren't just communicating in English we are defecating in it too.

So, all I'm gonna do is point out some stuffs we say to sound 'cool' on a daily basis and make fun of those who do it.

We people do a no. of experiments and a lot of various stuffs to sound KEWL, however, I do not understand that what's so kewl about WrItiNg LiKe ThIs As If YoUr CaPsLoCk Is MaStUrBaTiNg.
May be there's a lot I do not understand but I do understand that the primary task of a language is to communicate and how I understand but you speak in words jumble my feel like me head struck in someone's large fucking ass.

Social media is a hub of people trying to pretend what they are not and failing it pretty bad at it. I feel sad for people who are struggling so hard that one day they wake up and had to post something like:

Also you get to witness a series of epic fails where all people like me would do is sit back stare at it and smile.

Enclosing I'd like to say I don't even know why I posted this. These are some weird stuff from my head I observe and pass away.

People reading this, I have a serious request to make,

Next time when you see someone showing off their not so cool swag and you find it pretty sick and crappy, please DUNN do anything

Sit back, stare and smile.

Weird post signing off.

Stay tuned

How to get a "Girlfriend". (What not to do)

CHAPTER 1

Just a couple days back I came across this article which explained a dozen different  ways to get me a 'girlfriend'. And well, I read a couple of them and realized we're all being fooled by such people. So, here I am with a real time and practical approach on "How to get a Girlfriend".

Consider there's this single, desperate & horny guy who wants to get a girlfriend so bad that he googled this How to get a girlfriend and first line as a reply google gave was, "Ask her to be your girlfriend."

So, we people are quite followers of google you know we just follow it blindly. Google was like listen there's more to it but he's like "tune bola na bas, kaam ho jayga".

So the next day our guy went straight on to her and asked her to be his girlfriend as if he was asking for Syska LED. ( And i quote... 'Ask for syska'). 

And I'd be not writing this if the dating culture I've seen was this simple.

Let me give you the real picture now.

our single horny guy who has got a crush on a girl ,wait.. that doesn't sound right!.. Yeah, here it is;

Our single horny guy who has got a crush on the profile picture of a girl tends to commence a "GF-BF" relationship with the actual girl guess what did he does first, he went to a group of his other single and horny guy friends and brags about how good the profile picture is.

OK, if you think that doesn't make any sense, listen to this.

Then all these other single guys form an alliance with a sole mission to get their brother like friend the love of his life, the profile picture. Now, every master plan to get a girlfriend I've known, starts from facebook followed by instagram and if this chain successfully ended at whatsapp guys could hear " I'm gonna get laid" bells. 

And then one day our guy gathers the courage to send her a message on the contact number he acquired from official database and the moment she replies the "bhabhi" word starts to catch up and all sorts of arrangements are made, plans are commenced starting from her birthday to new year and valentines day.

For all those people out there who're wondering what happened, the profile picture of the girl said, "WHO'S THIS?"

So, this bring us to the conclusion;

LESSON 1: If you've done anything stated above I have just one strong recommendation for you. DON'T.
And for all those who were smart enough we've a lot in the closet for you.

Stay tuned

The Heroes (part 4)

Do read following before you read this..

http://ironiceuphoria.blogspot.in/2016/06/the-heroes-part-3.html

Introduction to the new world

As the door closes behind her, Anjali locked herself in her hostel's bathroom as her roommate walked in. It was late night almost 2 AM. She had her phone with her and she scooched herself in a corner. Her roommate, divya, banged the door a couple of times, and sat on the bed staring furiously at the door. Divya was Anjali's friend since last 3 years. A couple of years from school and her roommate from last 4 months they had a great time together. However the fact was that divya was a physopath. She suffered from obsession and sincere need to control over people's life which eventually made her violent when she couldn't achieve that and hence was the scenario stated above.

Anjali with her phone was scared and so texted one of his closest friends Nihal. Nihal was anjali's college buddy and best friend. In times of trouble all anjali used to do is text nihal and they used to talk all sorts of crap. the instant nihal texted back the conversation which made her forget that she was sitting in a bathroom with divya on the door but they slided over to another imaginary world of their own.
{NO! Neither Nihal nor Anjali were in love. This would not turn out to be a love story at any point of time. They shared a scacred bond people refer to as friendship.}
And so, their senseless talks went on for hours and couple of hours passed away, divya was asleep and so did anjali after going back to bed.
The next morning everything was fine. Divya wasn't drunk anymore, Anjali wasn't scared and Nihal was ready to go to college to meet Anjali once again.

Its weird how people you trust the most turns out to be the ones who'd be willing to exploit you for what they feel is right. Anjali is unaware of everything that's real but believes to live in a world where everything can be fixed and what can't be fixed could be escaped by engaging herself in something else, Nihal who was unaware what was he stepping into. On the other hand there was Divya about her there will be an entire story. Anjali who could have just abandoned divya the day she met her chose to stay, tolerate and tried to make her a better version of herself which will lead to lessons she'll(anjali) learn the hard way.

So to know what happens now and It'll be pretty soon this time, all you gotta do is

Stay Tuned

The Truth Teller (2)

 THE PERFECT "White"

Staring at a blank page I was fascinated by the clarity of my blank brand new notebook. A blank white page. So white that it could charm your eyes and could gather your undistributed attention. may be that was the entire role of using such white. Yet a yellowish tint was visible. And so, I bought another notebook costlier that the previous .Wow! that was fascinating. Staring at the clear skin of its pages a slight bluish tilt was observed. And over & over again I bought a million similar books and looked for the white a million million times. Mesmerized by what I realized I couldn't digest but admit, even though every copy had what I was looking for all I could see was that little tilt towards what's not white.

Being a non-believer in the entire concept of praying before idols myself, I realised that we all have something godly within us, its our mind that doesn't allow to make us look past what's not white.
#TheTruthTellerSays In real life, there exists no perfect white just like there exist no perfect god. All you have to do is get past what's not white & you'll see all that is true and all that is godly in human.

Of course there's a lot I haven't said yet but that's the beauty of comments people. If you have any questions/queries/problems you want to be answered, just write them below and get to know what the  #TheTruthTellerSays.

The Truth Teller (1)

The Difference Between 'Good' & 'Bad'

Walking down the street, I just came past this quote and I’ve heard it a million times before, yet again somehow in the midst of my path these words just hit me like a truck. A girl in her early 20s, screamed; “Why do Bad things always happen to good people”. Now, I just turned back to look at her face and couldn’t resist to answer but I couldn’t. The thing is, we, humans are very circumstantial people. Same words carrying same context and a similar meaning would “mean” totally something else when said in two different circumstances. Coming back to what is good and what is bad.

 Nothing that happens around you is good or bad. It’s circumstantial and highly subjective. Same thing could be good for you but bad for someone else. Let’s just say there are two people, one super smart and gifted and other hard working and dedicated stood against each other in a competition. Yet a third guy who’s got connections in ministry won. Is it a bad thing? Let’s talk about the third opinion here. If being hard working or being gifted is a talent having connections with people is too a virtue. Human have adapted this tendency to somehow melt & reform everything as per their good & bad. Of course I don’t support the fact that hard workers and gifted people shouldn’t win but somebody else winning for any cause isn’t bad.

So people #TheTruthTellerSays, let’s just cut the prejudice and start living like everything is good and was meant to be.

Of course there's a lot I haven't said yet but that's the beauty of comments people. If you have any questions/queries/problems you want to be answered, just write them below and get to know what the  #TheTruthTellerSays

The Heroes (Part 3)

Do read following before reading this...

http://ironiceuphoria.blogspot.in/2015/08/the-heroes.html#more
And..
http://ironiceuphoria.blogspot.in/2015/12/the-heroes-part-2.html

The Intersection

From the last two episodes you might know who are Saone and Anjali. Saone is a spoilt brat and anjali is the most beloved and the virtual heart of a traditional family.

Anjali who's 15 now and is a part of a cultural society whereas saone who's 17 and well is a obligation that the society has to carry along.

Anjali would have never met Saone if there wouldn't have been that one day...

"Vijayadashami also known as Dussehra"

As the wiki would say..

On this day Rama killed Ravana, who had abducted Rama's wife Sita to his kingdom Lanka. Rama, his brother Lakshmana, their disciple Hanuman and an army fought a battle to rescue Sita. The story is recorded in the Hindu epic, the Ramayana.

 The day would end up with a little something in Anjali's life..

It was late evening almost everything went to dark but not the crowd in the Dussehra maidan of the city which was fully packed with almost the entire city waiting to see the "ravan dehan". It was one of those years when the municipal party had just won and they were celebrating their wisdom along with the festival by spending a huge sum, on the phenomenon which was about to start. And then it started what I'd say is burning of a wooden cracker filled statue leading to emission of rigorous sound & smoke creating huge flames of fire and hence grabbing everyone's still attention for the next 10 minutes.

Anjali among the crowd was mesemerised by the view of that sky high statue bursting to flames, A couple minutes passed when she felt her heart pounding as hard as possible, even after being pushed over & over by the crowd she couldn't take her eyes off the scene. Soon she somehow realized it wasn't the ravan dehan making her heart pound, and for the next couple of moments she almost fainted when she saw that it wasn't even the crowd that was pushing her back & forth, it was some guys hand right on his chest . Everything happened so fast that she couldn't react at that moment and was numb to what happened with her eyes filled and her body glued. Somehow she got off him and turned around to see who was he and felt this unbearable pain on her chest and before she could look the hand was lost among a number of cruel faces staring at her.
Her father who was right behind her buying those fabricated weapons didn't even knew what happened.

Scared and shocked, Anjali somehow get backs home. Too scared to talk to her parents about what happened all she did was swallow everything & move on.

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A couple of years passed and anjali turned 22. 

And I believe you all must have figured out why was it named "The Intersection"  all those who haven't. There's a hint... "Saone was a side story".

And Of course to know what happened next...

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