Sometime it is really disaster to remain SINGLE…
Q. what is SINGLE?
SINGLE: (a.) Not deceitful or artful; honest; sincere. (According to dictionary)(www.thinkexist.com)
Q. what is SINGLE?
SINGLE: (a.) Not deceitful or artful; honest; sincere. (According to dictionary)(www.thinkexist.com)
But engineer’s definition (you know, I have to take care of my own occupation it is really mandatory for me to answer in that language.)
Single: a very disturbing state of girl/boy, in which (s) he has to show pair of teeth in front of everyone, to show that you are still happy with this status though you are not.
It is also a relationship status option in website “FACEBOOK”, which decides your profile visits if you are female and sometime it also decides your status in front of other one.
Single also means a SIN Gazed on Lonely Earth (I tried to make full form of SINGLE).
Well cut the crap, and coming to the point.
Yesterday I had a family get together. I went there since it is the best place in the town that serves awesome food. Since it was someone’s anniversary party, it is an overly crowed place with couples. There was no hard and fast rule to enter as a couple but even the cowkidaar bayya bhi looked at me as an offense walking alone.
Aquarian people are even choosy in these awkward situations too. Without an Option they cannot even go on to a floor, dining is a way too far to be imagined.But my sweet – but not so utterly sweet mom, found a potential guy for me there. It happened that rest of the evening I had to spend my valuable time with him. Lemme clear, spend here is to tail along with him on the dance floor and some couple games.
Although my nasty lioness inside is roaring, but I kept my manners saying Hi by extending my hand.
Namaste…! Is what the guy reacted…
Err… which century he belonged to? Girl like me... In sexy black sari… holding everyone’s eyes on her... she extends her hand... and this moron joins his hands? May be his way of impressing a gal…
Hesitantly we took our place in the centre of the hall...
This hungry hobo started pouncing on food ever since when the buffet began…
Now I am telling you this world is becoming crueler towards mushy singles. A waiter comes up to me and asked: “madam! A couple is standing there; can they join you, if you don’t have any problem?”
Me (astonished completely and was in mood to kill that waiter but I think I tried to become smart): “don’t you guys have any other seat to offer him?”
Waise bhi I was pakofied with one moron who loves food than any and he is suppose to be my potential spouse... What a lovely fate I have got ,bhagwan ji! Remember this... I would come to see you on this …
Waiter: “no madam, it is completely full today, Sharma ji's party ha na ...” (and smiled like a champ because he did his work perfectly).
Arey item...what should I infer??
Me: “ok… we don’t have problem”
Then I gazed at the stuffed moron, damn... he is so busy to again pay a visit for those lovely puris… Trust me ,I actually felt he was someone who had certainly from the flood effects places .Not to mention his utmost hygiene habits by pouring 2 drops of water and dip his fingers in it every time he is on the table .
Kare tho bhi kya kare.…birth instincts don die that easy: P
And then I looked at the couple to read her complaining eyes:-P and they became silent.
Was she hesitant to share table me with me? Women J factor ??:-P Or was she as much irritated as much I am looking at the moron who is paying visits at my table with a bloated plate ??
I smiled and welcomed them.
She was sharp and straight in that Bharati nari tone ... "Lovely sari… Did your spouse choose it for u"? With all her eyes on the moron.
I wish I could I loudly scream and tell...neither that fatso is my spouse nor do I have a Tom cruise in my life..
But again, I had to be nice to my BP and tell her...Am here with my parents…
"Oh …"!That was as much a sigh of relief for her to not see me with him and as well scanning me what is wrong with me to be single at this age…
I excused myself for a glass of badam milk. When I came back to the table, for the first time I behaved like “pyar ka dushman “in my entire life: -X just because of that idiot waiter.
I joined them, and I really don’t know what happened to them. They stopped discussing things. I was sitting opposite to girl. (He was very cute, and gal was $%@#$%@#$ in front of him)(You may also call it J factor).
We three were sitting there just like Gandhi ji’s three monkey. I had tried to play role of all three to remain silent, I tried not to listen any word from them and most important not to see that guy. (Blushes)
Now I was feeling very shy because of it, because I interrupted someone’s family planning or someone’s future plans about marriage or at least say anything they were planning initially. :- P
Even I tried my best to behave friendly with them, but it seemed that they were promised before my arrival that audio data transfer is sin in front of any engineer.
Suddenly I saw a table where only my mamma and dadda were left alone finally. I went to adjust myself with them.
Even I dint know my mom has this unsaid complaint… She threw up such a nasty look; I tell u …If it was anyone else...I am sure they would have died with guilt...
Beta...Why don’t you enjoy the party…?
Then an uncle who is heavier than his hanging pot belly walks up to the table…. Apki beti hai kya?
Scanning me top to toe... as if he also wants to know why I am still single…
Single: a very disturbing state of girl/boy, in which (s) he has to show pair of teeth in front of everyone, to show that you are still happy with this status though you are not.
It is also a relationship status option in website “FACEBOOK”, which decides your profile visits if you are female and sometime it also decides your status in front of other one.
Single also means a SIN Gazed on Lonely Earth (I tried to make full form of SINGLE).
Well cut the crap, and coming to the point.
Yesterday I had a family get together. I went there since it is the best place in the town that serves awesome food. Since it was someone’s anniversary party, it is an overly crowed place with couples. There was no hard and fast rule to enter as a couple but even the cowkidaar bayya bhi looked at me as an offense walking alone.
Aquarian people are even choosy in these awkward situations too. Without an Option they cannot even go on to a floor, dining is a way too far to be imagined.But my sweet – but not so utterly sweet mom, found a potential guy for me there. It happened that rest of the evening I had to spend my valuable time with him. Lemme clear, spend here is to tail along with him on the dance floor and some couple games.
Although my nasty lioness inside is roaring, but I kept my manners saying Hi by extending my hand.
Namaste…! Is what the guy reacted…
Err… which century he belonged to? Girl like me... In sexy black sari… holding everyone’s eyes on her... she extends her hand... and this moron joins his hands? May be his way of impressing a gal…
Hesitantly we took our place in the centre of the hall...
This hungry hobo started pouncing on food ever since when the buffet began…
Now I am telling you this world is becoming crueler towards mushy singles. A waiter comes up to me and asked: “madam! A couple is standing there; can they join you, if you don’t have any problem?”
Me (astonished completely and was in mood to kill that waiter but I think I tried to become smart): “don’t you guys have any other seat to offer him?”
Waise bhi I was pakofied with one moron who loves food than any and he is suppose to be my potential spouse... What a lovely fate I have got ,bhagwan ji! Remember this... I would come to see you on this …
Waiter: “no madam, it is completely full today, Sharma ji's party ha na ...” (and smiled like a champ because he did his work perfectly).
Arey item...what should I infer??
Me: “ok… we don’t have problem”
Then I gazed at the stuffed moron, damn... he is so busy to again pay a visit for those lovely puris… Trust me ,I actually felt he was someone who had certainly from the flood effects places .Not to mention his utmost hygiene habits by pouring 2 drops of water and dip his fingers in it every time he is on the table .
Kare tho bhi kya kare.…birth instincts don die that easy: P
And then I looked at the couple to read her complaining eyes:-P and they became silent.
Was she hesitant to share table me with me? Women J factor ??:-P Or was she as much irritated as much I am looking at the moron who is paying visits at my table with a bloated plate ??
I smiled and welcomed them.
She was sharp and straight in that Bharati nari tone ... "Lovely sari… Did your spouse choose it for u"? With all her eyes on the moron.
I wish I could I loudly scream and tell...neither that fatso is my spouse nor do I have a Tom cruise in my life..
But again, I had to be nice to my BP and tell her...Am here with my parents…
"Oh …"!That was as much a sigh of relief for her to not see me with him and as well scanning me what is wrong with me to be single at this age…
I excused myself for a glass of badam milk. When I came back to the table, for the first time I behaved like “pyar ka dushman “in my entire life: -X just because of that idiot waiter.
I joined them, and I really don’t know what happened to them. They stopped discussing things. I was sitting opposite to girl. (He was very cute, and gal was $%@#$%@#$ in front of him)(You may also call it J factor).
We three were sitting there just like Gandhi ji’s three monkey. I had tried to play role of all three to remain silent, I tried not to listen any word from them and most important not to see that guy. (Blushes)
Now I was feeling very shy because of it, because I interrupted someone’s family planning or someone’s future plans about marriage or at least say anything they were planning initially. :- P
Even I tried my best to behave friendly with them, but it seemed that they were promised before my arrival that audio data transfer is sin in front of any engineer.
Suddenly I saw a table where only my mamma and dadda were left alone finally. I went to adjust myself with them.
Even I dint know my mom has this unsaid complaint… She threw up such a nasty look; I tell u …If it was anyone else...I am sure they would have died with guilt...
Beta...Why don’t you enjoy the party…?
Then an uncle who is heavier than his hanging pot belly walks up to the table…. Apki beti hai kya?
Scanning me top to toe... as if he also wants to know why I am still single…
Bottom line is 1. not to go for social parties when it is untold couple party.
2. Do not look too good if you are single.
3.Despite doing 1 & 2 ..do not hangout with people who do not appreciate beauty ...
Not surprised. I'm another confused-perhaps-single-soul too wandering in distress... I've gone to the extent that I've stopped going anywhere else but from my office and home... and even in my office the only think I see all the time is my own shoes...
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