10.4.07

Random ramblings for the day

Things go wrong. At times, it becomes so difficult to know where it goes wrong. Like it is at the moment with two individuals I know. Both seem to operate on a similar modus operandi. Seriously. Like calling you at their own sweet will and then expecting you to be ready to take them up from where they left.

The first one, VS, used to call only at night and land outside my door at say 2.30 am. And given how impulsive I am, I would go out for coffee and night walks with him. One day he suddenly stopped calling. After about five months, he called me one night and wanted me to go partying with him and his friends. I agreed. Like a fool.

Cause what happened that night quite took me aback. We partied. His friends were fun. In between, I happened to dance with one of his friends who is a photographer from Bombay. He was really cool. Photographer dude was the kind who sits quietly in a corner looking like a brooding duck. But he did open up gradually as I kept raving about Bombay to him. "Appearances are deceptive," he told me in between. And I realised what he meant soon -- that is when he joined me on the dance floor. He could really groove. We bonded.

VS didn't like that. And it is not as if we were seeing each other or anything of the sort. Later while driving me home, he suddenly dropped a line: "I know all about ND". He was talking about a common friend who had asked VS's friend about him on behalf of me. And that friend had obviously twisted things around a bit while telling VS about it. VS was apparently really upset. Which is why he explained, he had done the disappearing act on me. And he asked me something really stupid. "Were you trying to make me jealous by dancing with my friend? I have been two-timed twice before. So I should know". The rest of the time, I tried to find out what he was so upset about, but he wouldn't let on. So I stopped.

And I have decided to be a hundred miles away from such a complicated character. Just the kinds who can make you understand in a trice what the term 'mindfuck' is all about.

Then came another such individual. One with an inflated ego. Who apparently works frightfully hard for a living. So I told him that I too work hard, that my job has its pressures too. He has been asking me out on dates, cancelling, disappearing, asking me out again, and again disappearing. It's almost like I am a doormat.

Whatever have I done to deserve such louses!

In the meantime, some things are still running along the same track. Like my shoe jinx. Recently I was running about for my stories at the fashion week, when to my horror, one of my pump shoes gave way. And while I was walking on imaginary heels, loudmouth photographer RS had to draw attention to it. To which one of my fellow journos exclaimed: "Hey now you are a model!" (a silly one, but yes he had a reference. His line was drawn from last fashion week when one of the models had to walk without heels. The heels of one of her stillettos came off while she was walking down the ramp).

This incident prompted friend S to recall the time when I had to come back to work in Dhoni's bathroom slippers. "You could get Dhoni to sign them and you could auction them on e-bay!" S's brilliant idea would have worked because it was more than a month before. Life, however, has changed since then. Both for Dhoni and me. And let me confess that I had chucked the slippers last summer.

Then gym friend G tried to fix me up with a former model-turned-artist friend of hers. I was quite horrified because it brought this feeling of deja-vu along with it. That of S and her hubby making me meet one of his friends who is an actor. This time though my other friends accompanied us. And we all had a blast -- getting drunk and dancing our feet out.

At times, it does seem like I am waiting for something. But what is it?

15 comments:

Essar said...

shob chele ra emni hoe. toke ki bole re. sigh.

Sonia said...

!!! even after i know what's happening, it's all quite confusing for me! :)

u lead a complicated life!

s said...

ok FINE. No more fixing up attempts. You don't seem like you need any help anyway :-)

AB said...

Essar: But ki kori bol...

Sonia: I wish it were not...

S: You think so?? Pls. It's quite sad.

Toe Knee said...

Shob chele ra boka hoe, tumi jaani na?

First Rain said...

sigh.

AB said...

Toe knee: THis is not a case of being boka. More a case of being irritating.

First rain: And why is that?

n.g. said...

yah you do fall under a head. you fall under the devoid-of-spine, willingly-suffering-fuckwits and then pondering-relentlessly-over-irrelevant
stuff head. ha, you crack me up. you do it to yourself. and s, you crack me up too. shob chele ra emni hoe indeed. dont make sweeping statements to sympathise with our friend here. or shonge kichhu gondogol achhe.

AB said...

Nish: Rude you! I will kill you when next I meet you. I don't do it to myself. Hmmpphh...

AB said...
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n.g. said...

yea, you left me with no choice but to create a new head especially for you. i mean, cmon. you know very well you deserve (way, way) better than these floaty moron types, but there you go compromising your sensibility and risking (whatever little's left of your) sanity for them. this is like, harakiri of the worst type. and yea, kill me when next you meet me, kudos on the brilliant english too.

AB said...

Nish: Donkey. Sarky donkey.

sinusoidally said...

So many men, so little of AB to go around. :-)

AB said...

Sines: Now what do I make of that comment? Many men??? Are you kidding me? Pls to point out some.

Grey Shades said...

The last line so says it all...