This bit is work in progress. Pasting few old blog posts that I loved.
Do I love you
In a place that’s too far to me now, a door was being opened. Not as dramatically as you want to think.
Reena: Hey Maniac! What’s up with the rat poison in your hand? Found some new friends?
Rakesh looks into Reena’s eyes with cold stunned and slightly scared stare.
Rakesh: No. [He paused for the enormity of what he was about to say ] I want to kill myself.
[Reena was shocked. She knew things has gone sour but never imagined that this day would ever show its ugly face. She has already lost all that she ever had and now, she could lose all that she ever loved. ]
Reena: [in a disgustedly worried tone] WHAT? Why are you doing this?
[She knew the answer but she had to ask]
Rakesh: Because all is lost, all is gone, all that I ever wanted you to have is … is… I just want to die. I don’t deserve this life, I don’t deserve this love, I’ve ruined it all and I’m the only one to blame.
[As much as Reena wanted to deny, all of it was true but so what. They loved each other. They both knew the risks and now they both has to face the consequences. Both, not just him but both, Reena thought]
Reena: So you will kill yourself? And leave me all alone? What will you gain from this? What will I profit from this?
Rakesh: Me! I will get nothing but peace. You! You still have a chance at everything. You’re young. Your parents might take you back, get you married to someone of your type, someone who can keep you happy. Someone who’s not me.
Reena: [Now sickened at the thought of another man touching her] HOW DARE YOU! How dare you think of such things? Who are you to decide who keeps me happy? Who are you to plan my fate? I made the decision. We made the choice. We accepted this as our destiny COME WHAT MAY! And if you’re such a chivalrous person, why didn’t you drink that already? Waiting to put on a show for me? A finale?
Rakesh: [in a voice that felt too soothing for comfort] I tried. But couldn’t.
Reena: WHY NOT?
Rakesh: because I just couldn’t figure one thing.
Reena: [now almost in tears] and what is THAT?
Rakesh: [looked deep into Reena’s eyes, sensed her every breath… felt her skin even though they were afar] Why do I love you so much? ... READ MORE
[scene: cold dark silent night. son and his wife sleeping sound in the bed. Suddenly a white smoke appears. A sub-humanly figure appears. It’s mom!]
Mom: SON! WAKE UP!
Son: [wakes up in shock] MOM? What the? How the? You? Why?
Mom: Yes! I come here to complaint about you.
Son: What now?
Mom: Well you didn’t cremate me well.
Son: Hey! I tried my best!
Mom: Best? Did you use the Agarwood?
Son: [wining] Oh Mom! Its so expensive. This recession time is hurting my pocket.
Mom: Oh Really! You can’t buy wood for my death wishes but you can buy a new car.
Son: [head down. Low voice] I was mourning. I needed something to make me happy. When you left I was really sad.
Mom: Oh! So that’s why you opened the champagne.
Son: [silent for a while. Then says] I was so sad that I wanted to be drunk. But then I thought you wouldn’t like it. So I bought the car instead. It’s a nice one. BMW. Laser Keys. Real shiny.
Mom: Oh God! What a son have I given birth to!
[suddenly God appears in a puff of white smoke]
God: [in an afro-american accent and a deep manly voice] Hey don’t get me tangled in this. Leave me out of this.
Son: Oh my God!
God: Yeah dude! That’s right my man.
[Son’s mouth wide open. ‘He speaks like that?’]
Mom: But he doesn’t care for me.
God: Damn woman! You complaint so much. Tomorrow morning, I’m putting you in my DNC list.
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A Chat That Never Wasn't
one of the whole conv is gentle. Two love-birds having a small talk at one of the famour corner-nukkas in Mumbai. Guy on his bike, gal standing. Both chatting...
Girl: Do you love me?
Boy: No. You’re just time pass
Girl: You’re always kidding.
Boy: Not always.
Girl: Yeh, especially while gaping at other gals
Boy: I’m just trying to find errors in them, so I can prove you’re perfect
Boy: No seriously. Besides does it matter? You’re too beautiful.
Girl: Another lie. You’re so expert at this.
Boy: You made me.
Girl: [an aghast look] what?
Girl: When are you serious?
Boy: When I miss you.
Girl: [blushed] Liar
Boy: No I really do.
Girl: [with eyes as big and innocent as ever] Really?
Boy: Yes. Everybody misses a good laugh
Girl: [angry cat-like looks]
Boy: [in a feeble gentle tone] Sorry
Girl: I’m tired of you’re jokes
Boy: Why? Didn’t you used to love them?
Girl: Their quality has deteriorated.
Boy: Okay I’ll stop now. Just for you.
Girl: Wow. Sho sweet!
Boy: [with a fake smile that’s hiding the real embarrassment] anything else ma’am?
Girl: I don’t like your hair-style.
Boy: My hairstyle?
Girl: Its too scruffy and too long
Girl: Yesterday Divya was saying- it made you look like a hippe.
Girl: Noooooooo [with more uncountable ‘O’s fading in background to eternity]. Please cut it. Will you? Plz?
Boy: Okay. [To his hair] Sorry boss! We had a good run but seems you’re getting too wild for society. Sigh
Girl: [with a giddy smile]You’re the best.
Boy: [that fake smile returns] yeah. Well…
Girl: Also, could you dress a lil different.
Boy: Now what’s wrong with my dress?
Girl: It’s weird.
Boy: [whining] but its comfortable
Girl: and ugly. Divya saw a beggar with same clothes few days before.
Boy: Honey, I’m just following the austerity drive.
Girl: [in the gentle coaxing style] well could you not?
Boy: Sigh. [few moments of no thoughts, just long break for effect] sure. Why not? Anything else.
Boy: You can say what you want. No Secrets! Remember! Girl: Well…ummm…no… I shouldn’t
Boy: Oh let it out, will ya.
Girl: Its your friend, Jeffrey
Boy: What about him?
Girl: I think he’s hitting on me.
Boy: Well you are that beautiful! [ending with a coquettish smile]
Girl: [blushing for few secs and back to straight face] no, but still. At times, it makes me feel uncomfortable.
[Boy looks around. See’s the pan and biddi stall. An urge for a smoke builds up. He forgets to think about his girl or Jeffrey. Finally, Girl repeats again]
Girl: So what are you going to do?
Boy: [with no other option left to him] I’ll fade him out.
Girl: You’re awesome. The best boyfriend ever. My shwetee twetee. I love you
Boy: [the return of the fake smile (part deux)] is that all?
Girl: Well one more but…
Boy: One more is not going to be a problem
Girl: Are you sure?
Girl: Well… its… you know how you… but… you see… I don’t…. Basically…fundamentally…
Boy: Will you just say it?
Girl: umm… could you just… I mean just… even is little by little…reduce your drinking and smoking.
Boy looks at the pan bidi shop. He etches out every detail of the shop. He identifies the dilemma. Should he give up his smoke and drink. That smoke that assuaged his anxieties at crucial times. But it did cause cancer, and ppl had already started to run away because of the smell. But drinks too. He did make some of the stupidest moments while not in his so called sanity. He still wishes to take back some of those moments. The bill was ever increasing. He had to judge between everything right and few things that were joyous. He made a decision. Everything becomes crystal clear. He has already given up so much. Nothing more to stop him. Nothing to change his decision. He was now dogged, implacable. Change was in the air. Change was the need of hour. With a firm voice, he pronounced his weighty words
Boy: I think we should start seeing other people.