I have neglected this blog. And have neglected it for long, probably longer than an average television soap opera duration, and probably more that how much an average television soap opera screenplay writer neglects common sense. Anyways, I’m here again. I don’t know for how long, but at least for the next fifteen minutes. It’s a break. Break from work, which is probably going to see tomorrow’s (or is it today’s?) sunrise.
So then, why the hell am I blogging? I should be working. Yes, yes, you are right. And I’m wrong. But then, I just decided to be wrong today. π
So here I am, for the next thirteen minutes and thirty seconds. So I decided to write about the one single most important thing that has happened in my life in this time. And it is the fact that no single important thing has happened all this while.
*sighs*
More than one, and much more than just one important thing, has happened. Things as important to me, as probably a Baghdad bombing is to the next journalist going to question Tony Blair. Ya ya, that’s old news, I should have said the Iran Hostage Drama. Oh even that has gone stale, may be.. the new Fatwa from the Islamabad’s Lal Masjid against Bakhtiyar Madam. But hey stop, we were not supposed to talk news here, I was discussing the single most important thing in my recent life!!
So, just because of shear lack of time, I restrict my self to this small incident – I woke up one morning (was it really morning? May be afternoon) to find my door being knocked at with quite huge knocks. They were knocks of being hurried or excited, like may be someone is being chased by armed dacoits and is desperate to get in, or may be someone has just being stared at by the girl living next door and is excited to tell me how she might be interested (That girl is humble, quite, and nice, she only stares at the local cats, but then who cares), or may be just that someone is eager to give me some news. Yes that precisely was the case, there was an old friend standing there, who has come to give me some good news, in the traditional Indian way, with a dabba of mithai in his hand. He stood there for a while, smiled blissfully and said – dude, I’m engaged!!
And you know, how the times have been for me, so I replied, with even more blissful smile – “to what?”
All, the bliss on both our faces, and in our lives, suddenly got wiped out by that sharp noise, which could easily have been mistaken for the sound of a missile hitting the factory behind by apartment. I made from the aftershocks of the sharp noise, which left my ear drum vibrating for a while, that it was him shouting at me saying – “what do you mean, to what?” By this time, I had realized my mistake, and before I could say a sorry for this realization to the fact that he has actually got engaged (as in to get married in a while), a second realization struck me – “Oh my god, this guy is engaged!!” – yes, yes this was a “second” and a “different” realization. It was followed by an “oh my god”.
OKay, time up!! sorry, the rest of the story some other day.
And you know, how the times have been for me, so I replied, with even more blissful smile – βto what?β
Reminded me of Sukumar nd Professor Tripati’s meeting at the former’s doorstep in Chupke Chupke π
ur style of writing reminds me of Jerome Klapka Jerome…nd it makes me laff jus as much as JKJ dus!!
Posted by nikhilesh.ghushe at 4:08 am on Thursday, April 26, 2007
Dus tht mean Ghushe is bck frm hibernashun nd his fans can look fwd to more such posts??
Reminded me of Sukumar nd Professor Tripatiβs meeting at the formerβs doorstep in Chupke Chupke π
Yaa I recall, before the song… ga sa re ma, ma ga re sa.. π
ur style of writing reminds me of Jerome Klapka Jeromeβ¦nd it makes me laff jus as much as JKJ dus!!
Aah, someone’s pulling my leg!!
Dus tht mean Ghushe is bck frm hibernashun nd his fans can look fwd to more such posts??
Yes. they can. π
BTW, has Ms Punniyamurthi left intimidating people with scrap raids!! π And I could neither find you nor your blog url on orkut. So answering here, what happened?
not a bad post in 13 min π
interesting π
No leg-pulling at all! That was an honest opinion Pingu gave!
btw, talking of leg-pulling…Mr.Ghushe left this on my blog long ago…
on 25 Dec 2005 at 5:28 pm Nikhilesh Ghushe:
Brilliant Blog!!
Sublimely Erratic, and still unbelievably Literary. The only other thing like that is the Hitchhikers guide.
Aaaaaaaaaah!:O I’ve been meaning to ask u for an explanashun for tht comment for a long time now.So answering here, Why Me target for Leg-pulling???:p
nd abt my orkut accnt,i deleted it more than a yr bck.
My blog has been moved to http://www.pkpingupg.wordpress.com
No leg-pulling at all! That was an honest opinion Pingu gave!
btw, talking of leg-pulling…Mr.Ghushe left this on my blog long ago…
on 25 Dec 2005 at 5:28 pm Nikhilesh Ghushe:
“Brilliant Blog!!
Sublimely Erratic, and still unbelievably Literary. The only other thing like that is the Hitchhikers guide.”
Aaaaaaaaaah!:O I’ve been meaning to ask u for an explanashun for tht comment for a long time now.So answering here, Why Me target for Leg-pulling???:p
nd abt my orkut accnt,i deleted it more than a yr bck.
My blog has been moved to http://www.pkpingupg.wordpress.com
@Deepti
Dhanyavaad!! π
@Ms Punniyamurthi
Ok. Then, thanks for appreciating it!! π
And, I too was not leg-pulling then… your blog was and is sublimely erratic π