Monday, October 19, 2009

I hope i meet their mother...

HOW I MET YOUR MOTHER was brought to my notice by Ashutosh, my marketing batch mate. It has granted me some respite after my 7-year-long addiction towards the hit sitcom- F.R.I.E.N.D.S., which according to me, still remains the best thing to grace the small screen with its delectable presence in the past two decades.

Anyway, this post is not about eulogizing something that appears on the 'not-so idiot box'. I'll explain the relevance of the 'not-so' later on. This is about me and my worst fear. No, i'm not referring to cockroaches here, even though they are the most gross beings on the face of the planet. I mean the fear of not being lucky enough to be running into someone out there on a fortuitous day, falling head over heals in love, getting married and having twins- a boy and a girl,the girl being a replica of her beautiful mother. I paint quite a picture, don't i?

I saw her in college, and i thought that was it. But it was not so.
I saw her outside my office door, and thought that was it. It proved to be a poor guess again.
I met her at my b-school, and thought that was it. By this time i had gotten used to getting it all wrong.

The point is, that i'm still searching for her. People call the TV an idiot box for reasons best known to them. May be they feel that it is full of shit and one doesn't learn much from the same. And as lame as it may sound, i did learn one thing from this show- life is not as bad as we make it sound. As far as the 'love problem' is concerned, it will take care of itself. I will find 'the one'. And i know that 'the one', my one, was not one of those girls mentioned above as none of them has been lucky enough to stay by my side. My one is still to come. And i know, that she's coming, i know that she's trying to get to me, as fast as she can.

So mates, i will wait for her. And i will wait for the time when i get a chance to make my teenage kids sit on a couch and start off with the famous line- "Kids, this is the story of how i met your mother.."

Saturday, October 10, 2009

The day the show-stopped....

It has been a wonderful journey since the past one year. I wish i was able to celebrate my first blog-a-versary, on the 22nd of October this year. But sadly enough, as a result of the current turn of events, i am shutting down this blog. I would like to thank all those who read my blog for almost a year. Thank you for the compliments, the suggestions and even the complaints.

This blog made me fetch my poetic talent which i never thought i possessed. It served as an outlet for my emotions which were bottled up inside me. I will not be deleting this blog, as i would like the legend of 'Vintage Aashiq' to live on forever. I apologize for the previous post which brought about the demise of this blog in the first place.

But....here's the catch, mates. Considering that i am, without a shred of a doubt, the insane one, the mad-hatter, the most immature SOB on god's fucked-up planet... let me just say..that i am leaving to return. I don't know when, but i will. And when i do...the first post will be the controversial..
'The Rock says..'


And finally...i would like to quote...

I'll say goodbye,
but don't you cry,
coz' i will be back,
someday....!

Until then...just sing along mateys... We're devils and black sheep..and really bad eggs...drink up me 'earties yo-ho...!