My reflections

I read somewhere that if your life s worth thinking about its worth writing about , and there my mind makes it up finally to start penning it all down atleast about my sweetest surprise in life , n that if u visit my orkut profile you might be able to even see the picture of what im talking about . I always felt that my life was all about waiting for the right person and wait for that face to peep out of the skies and call out to me. kyunki “ bhawan ne sabko jodiyo main banaya hai …bas unka milna hum par chod diya hai …”.i always felt funny hearing such cheesy filmy dialogues however I always seem to have faith on them , because I believe our lives are nothing but a long movie that too a typical masala hindi movie where no matter what happens, there is always a “happy s endings”..... that actually makes my life a longer one . .. well another thought to this would be its a group of different movies which in their own way have their own endings which we try to link and make one good hellva hit movie. So goes my romantic tryst with life ….

I always had been fascinated with the idea of being a hindi film hero , saving the heroine from the bad guys and getting all the kisses and whether you actually marry the heroine or not who cares!! and in the next sequel you get the kisses from someone else …anyways dreams are always good till the time you are asleep ,you have to wake up to get them real and I never got up may be .. I always lived in my fascinations .well but the desires never died and the nearest I could be getting those kisses was wearing the uniform and getting attracted by the fairer sex. I really don’t know why I thought so ..may be because of again movies like TOPGUN and IRON EAGLE and living in a town like pune and seeing the gals go all ga- ga over nda guys I somehow got convinced that it was in that fighter aircraft and becoming a “ real hero “ that I would be able to live my dreams of living that glamourous life .. kiddish na .. well I wont lie but it was truly one the major and I guess the only reason to choose he so called “ man s life” and I land in nda … through out nda I was one the typical faces in the 1800 cadets standing in attention in the passing out parade and expecting that a beautiful chick would be looking at you from that distance of about 900 meters and really admiring you ( I really don’t know for what ) and after the parade coming upto you and giving you her phone number jus because you stood there wearing the uniform .. and yes roaming on the famous MG road taking that crew cut ( read no hair on head) and expecting that she would reply positively to the cheapiest question one can ever ask to a stranger “ can you be my ball partner?” .. well the reply never came as expected and I lost the hope of being that TOP GUN ..

And the reply comes ….

This was the time I was commissioned in the airforce and as usual I had not got what I wanted ..i was commissioned into helicopters instead of fighters ( the one decision I don’t regret about) , I was the usual breed of airforce pilots who wait for hours wearing leather jackets and flashing their new bikes and yes who can forget the patent rayban aviators and expect that the chicks would make the first move and respect that rear seat of your bike … well the rear seat remains a virgin and you … ( no comments)… hmm so coming back this was the time I had come back home from my second stage of basic flying and spend some time before I set for my conversion course to the exotic east .. so there I was at home and searching for my lost friends on the vast world of orkut ….hmm typed neha … results shown 1348 … hmm going through the pics stopped onto a stamp sized pic of a chick wearing brown shades .. white top .. and seemed to be slim .. name .. neha jaguste( well what kind of a surname is that )

“ hey interesting profile …. Like to be friends “ ( how sick n typical ) well I had nothing else to write as the profile actually had nothing interesting and revealing about this lady in white except some 5 pics ..and written “to know me ask my friends “ ( so why not become one and ask her),anyways this was also the time when anybody could see ur pics on ur profile and you could not restrict the viewing … I don’t know really attracted me the most maybe the smile I guess …( that’s always I guess) the rest of the browsing session was any ways boring as I never bothered to find the neha I was looking for and no one as usual replied me on messenger .

… “ hey nice pics dude … so you in the airforce haan “ …. Yessss she actually accepted my friends request and my being in uniform and clicking pics in front of the udan ghatola ( chetak helicopter) came in handy after such a long time … wow !! how eagerly I was waiting something like this happen …. “ hmm ya me a chopper pilot in the airforce … so u know anyone in the airforce?”( I reaaalllly don’t know why the heck I wrote this .. may be to rule out the possibility of she knowing any of my seniors and knowing my so good for nothing profile in the airforce) …. “ nah I have no friends in the defence “….. (thank god this is my chance) …” ohh k …well you have someone now..( thts the line I always wanted to start with.. perfect!!!) waise u there on yahoo would be better if we chat thr if u don’t mind .. do add me shounak4u2@yahoo.co.in” ( now tht was to get more personal .. after all I was her defence friend now ) … the next thing is the messenger window popping with the message “ neha jaguste would like to add you as her friend .. accept or decline “ decline????? I wonder why is that option even given to me …n before she would have blinked her eyes away I was there “ hey wassup” well I had no idea tht this chatting session is gonna start a new chapter in this movie of mine which I had no clue about….

Getting her buzz……

Well kehte hai pyar ki shuruwat aankon se hoti hai … but in a fauji s life I guess pyar phone se shuru hota hai .. because invariably the girl a fauji falls for has to be in his home town or his training town ( thts the town he does his training in) and for some lucky one s like me she belongs to a third town all together so that even if I come home I don’t get to meet her .. so the only means , mode and the link remains the greatest invention of all THE TELEPHONE .. cause how much ever you spend time chatting and scrapping her till the time you don’t hear her voice there is that vacuum(well skype does that for you now )… so whats s the big deal about that …jus go and ask her .. well I always had this thing about my ‘image’ I know its funny but will it appear that im horny ?? will it appear that she feels that all airforce officers are horny ??? such silly thoughts kept going through my mind till the time I was all set to ask her number in the next chatting session which generally used to happen in the evening ,where she used to chat from her office … I started with “ hey so u do have a mobile right” ( that’s so stupid … what an jackass class of question) and the smart answer “ ya why “ hmm well why????? I freaking don t know why .. maybe because I m actually horny now or maybe I m just desperate to hear you now …instead I reply one of the most innovative though typical answers of a fauji which generally everyone believes “ well the thing is that im off to a god forsaken place in the east for a month where I don’t know whether net would be there or not and the maximum facility that may be available would be a std phone or something .. n I really wanna be in touch with you ya “ ( me was actually going to bagdogra a place highly exotic and well connected ) … I guess she had already started reading my mind or something and replied “ hmm well thts ok in case we have to talk we ll talk eventually “ what??? … what does that mean ??does she believe in destiny and stuff or is she really too smart for me … this day was 26 th july ..i distinctively remember this date as the next thing she types “ hey I gtg … blasts in local train around 150 dead .. I have to leave office now “…. I say “ what the fuck…. please give me ur number ya .. im really worried for you plzzz”( the hopeless opportunist that I was nothing better was expected anyways) .. and she finally says “ I really don’t know what are you gonna do with this number still its 098xxxxxxx”

The phone call prodigies

“ hey wassup so finally we talk haan “ and the most awaited sound comes from the other side … who knew that the alexander graham bell invention is gonna be the most important part in this movie. Well the first buzz did reveal a hellva of things to me … my effort calling her at midnight in my balcony without awaking my parents dint go waste . first of all I came to know she s got an innocent voice … she s an investment banker !!! well till now I just know she s a CA which itself im not sure what exactly they do .. and now what the hell is an investment banker .. the only meaningful word was banker which I guess is the person who sits behind the counter and stamps your pay in slips … anyways hearing about her job profile and lifestyle .. she definitely didn’t was the person meant to stamp pay in slips … any ways the crux of the matter was she into something that makes her earn much more than me and yes one more thing she was elder to me … well!!!! That was the reason no wonder she could read my mind so well and knew all my intentions well in advance …chalo now we have a story of a guy who has begun his carrier as an airforce officer .. has no clue about earning, saving , his future and is falling for a girl who is elder .. much mature … earns a hell lot more and maybe is just a fantasy that a girl like her might ever like him. So we move on after that midnight call and the chain never seem to break … on every silly reason tried to call her … forward her the most hedious of the sms , just to get her reply be it what ever …. I finally went to the east for the conversion course … got hold of the cheapiest cell connection and looked out for the most convenient net connection to have a chat at the earliest opportunity ..there were times I actually called up and said I could not concentrate on my exams cause I was thinking abt you ( how cheesy can that get ) well it didn’t end there .. how about “ I wrote ur name in my answer sheet “ ( shit man .. i really suck) anyways the calls got more frequent and the conversations more mature … well atleast I thought so … I moved to bangalore for my stage 3 training … well the conversations grew and grew .. once a day to twice a day .. well enough!!! There wasn’t a time I slept before 0100 am that being at the peak of my flying training .. but kehte hai na jo bhi karo dil ki sunna chaiye….i was somehow getting connected to her … and seemed to have found a person who actually spoke to me irrespective of my fauji status … whether I fly or no … what my financial status was…. Just spoke to me person to person in the true sense …no preset ideas .. no expections … and no ego … wow!! I really liked her man … how madly I wanted to meet her man … I had in the span of 6 months almost had known her living lifestyle but still I had known her somewhere I was feeling I still had a lot to know this female who really was blowing me away … all my effort of impressing chicks being a pilot was all balls attitude was shown to me by this really genuine chick who seemed to have only aim to be practical in every damn sphere of human influence and just take it easy!!!! Wow … isn’t it I really wanted to be like …..anyways getting identified with her I really wanted look into eyes and speak whole heartedly that thanks for being this wonderful surprise!!!!!

we meet finally

Well!! I managed to pass out of my this stage of training too.. the airforce really had accepted me by now and also had rewarded me with a posting to mohanbari … ( try finding it on the map!!!) I had no clue where I was supposed to go ,the only thing I knew that it was a place where the last highway and the railway line ends , and I was actually surprised that a airport existed at that place , needless to say the last Indian airport .. anyways I wasn’t bothered now no one was anyways gonna post me to Mumbai so anywhere I go it was immaterial .. but what really was important was the leave that I was getting before I set course to the Chinese timezone . I had only a month to meet her ,impress her and obviously win her!! Well it was a herculean task and very little time .. I neither had the looks of making somebody fall in love in the first sight nor I had talent and much experience to deal with smart women , but yes I was confident that five months of talking on phone will definitely have its own consideration . so there I was in mumbai and first time looking forward to meet someone other than my parents ….” 0730 sharp outside crossroads” I smartly called her at a walking distance from my place as ,though I spent a lot time in Mumbai but still not confident of the roads and the places there. So as a typical nervous ass I ended up half an hour before at the place and took a well survey as to where would I take her for a snack , where would we sit and chat , where would I take her for a walk .bloody hell what am I gonna do there is nothing around yaar … should I change the place .. why did I not think of this earlier .. will I again make a fool of myself … many thoughts started crossing my nut .. gosh what was I gonna speak ..though I had been speaking to her for a while now still today I didn’t know what topics am I gonna converse .. what if she doesn’t like my face itself .. what if she thinks im too fat … man !! im in trouble … so I decide I ll not be around the place and wait for her .. ill take a position opposite to the road and stand in that mall and first look at her .. what if she didn’t look the way she appeared on orkut .. what if she was shorter than I imagined .. so I take position opposite on the first floor in a mall overlooking the street where we would be meeting .. like a sharp sniper on the prowl I keep a sharp look out for any familiar face .. and there she is .. is it actually her …no no she isn’t that pretty .. plz god let it be her.. who is she calling … oops she s calling me ..” hey where are you .. im already there” man its her yaar …..” hey ya ya .. im also there are you wearin green top with black trousers” ….( stupid stupid ..what are telling her im having a nice look at you first then ill meet you)… “ hmm ya but where are you”….. she s the one man .. thank you god … “ ya im there just coming” …… I rush down on the road … “ hey I m sorry kept you waiting” and our eyes meet for the first time and shake hands . for the first 05 minutes I kept looking at her and like a desperate dog kept checking her out really good!!! She had the perfect stature I had expected .. she wasn’t short at all .. slim ..some shoulder length wavy hair with curls at the end .. just perfect!!!! I guess my horny looks were getting her uncomfortable so she said “ so where are we going ?”…. “ hmm I ..i really don’t know any place here yaar” ( what a loser ) “ well let s go to monde gar” ….. “ monde .. what??” .. “ aare it’s a beer bar at colaba ..its a nice place” … wow!!!! Did I just hear beer bar??? Or was it by mistake she said it … “ it’s a beer bar haan” well i knew she drinks but didn’t know she wanted her first date in a beer bar ..she was in full control man … she s so cooll!!!! “well chalo then what are we waiting for Christmas” comes my fast reply. That taxi ride .. that silence in the back seat for most of the journey .. that unsaid chemistry between us … everything seemed like a life time experience .. waise toh bahut baateein karta hai tu shounak aaj kya ho gaya tuje… aise chup kya baitha hua hai …. I was sitting like It was the first day of my school and that taxi was going to drop me to school. So the taxi finally pulled over at mondegar café .

Mondegar café !!!