Thursday, 10 March 2011

Men in my life !!!!!!

Men I care about are celebrating their birthdays this month. I have decided to dedicate a post to them :

BH (Better Half)

He spoils me rotten and has bought me innumerable gifts. He is my more personal version of Dad (dream come true for every girl).
We only fight over silly things, for us serious things are to be sorted seriously and without arguments. He is a homely, reserved, nice and a seedha person.
I drive him crazy most days and he still loves me and this fact does not stop surprising me every single time.
He is a total opposite of me but a perfect half for me. I could not have found a better man myself. Thank you Mom, Dad and Mausa. :)

DAD

The relation I share with my dad is of a friend or an elder bro more than a parent. Every day, the moment he stepped into the house from office I would start bombing him with the happenings of my day. Most times he would simply nod his head, sometimes offer advice... and then there were times when there would be no reaction from him and I used to end up quizzing him about what I narrated to ensure he did actually listen to me blabbing.
He would know with one look at me when I am not myself and would come sit beside me, put his hand around my shoulder and say.." Start, bol de.. kya hua??? "
He teased me about all the new words/ phrases that I used repeatedly like ..." Obviously", " Kuch Bhi", " Pakau", Dimaag ka dahi karna", "Kya shot de rahe ho" everything and got me soooo worked up that I stopped using all of these.

Following are my best moments with him:

Incident 1

New to Mumbai, I hated the crowd and did not know that men lech and would come and brush against you purposefully.
Me and Dad out shopping.
Some guy comes straight with the intention of banging into me, I stop abruptly and he moves away only because I stood still.
Conversation between me and Dad the next moment on the road itself...
Dad: What was that ???
Me:  I dunno, I stopped, he almost banged into me.
Dad: I din hear you say anything..
Me: Dad, I din say anything.
Dad: Why?
Me: ????
Dad: I am sure this will happen again, this is Mumbai.. you gotta take care of yourself.. Next time I see you standing mum, you are gonna get it from me. I had noticed that guy, I felt he would bang into u and I wanted to see how you react. Never ever stand still.. these guys are cowards, just say kya hua and they will retreat.. there is nothing to be scared of such rascals.

I had never seen him so angry before.
Since then, I have never kept mum on such occasions.

Incident 2

In my Junior College, I had a Professor who bugged me like crazy. He would pass a comment at/ on me EVERYDAY. He used to grant me full marks even if I got my answers wrong and trust me it did not feel nice at all. Total chipku and for no fault of mine.

Conversation on this with parents :

Me: Mom, Dad..main abhi hi bata rahi hun, kal ko princi ka call aaye to mat kehna bataya nahi.. I am gonna murder that idiot prof.....useless, shameless guy !!!!
Mom: He is ur prof beta.. mind your language..
Me: grrrrr he does not deserve to be respected..shaadi shuda hai fir bhi...i am gonna give him hell.. trust me..Chipku kahin ka ewwwwww
Dad: You want us to talk to principal about it ?
Me: No ways Dad…He does not deserve so much attention. I wanna take care of it myself… just wanted to inform you..
Dad: Say whatever you think is right, I will support you… dont worry...
Mom: Hey bhagwaan, kya aap bhi, beti ko samjhao na…
Dad: Beti ne galat nahi kiya... kyun samjhaun... go say whatever it takes to get him to stop irritating you and if you think its going overboard let me know.
Mom: Rolling eyes and murmuring… Daughter and Father... huh!!
Me: Grinning and listing the retorts/ remarks to be made in the class next day.

Trust me, I never missed a chance to answer back and was outright rude. Few days later, he stopped, got another ‘bakra’ and I was happier though my Math score lowered. My classmates missed the fun (me fighting with prof was fun for them because it meant half of the class time wasted).

Incident 3

Sometime after I had turned 18 :

Dad: I can see your friends have taken up smoking.
Me: Ya Dad they now stink literally, I hate the smell and smoke.
Dad: Hmmmm did u try ???
Me: What???? I think I just said I hate the smell and smoke.
Dad: I trust you. I wanted to tell you that you can drink, smoke, or try drugs or do anything you want to. When in college you have this curiosity to try everything just to know how and what the halla is about. Even I have done it all in my college days. So be frank and don’t hide it from us.
I don’t mind you smoking right in front of me but I would really feel bad if you lie about smoking and I found out the truth from someone else.
Me: Love you Dad.



Incident 4

The day before I moved to Dubai with my hubby.

Me: Dad I think I am freaking out a bit. You know I don’t have a job, new place, no friends...I don’t feel confident.
Dad: Are you kidding me?? You girls used to be out in Pune at 2 AM enjoying and had us all worried back home for 3 years, you have gone to London and been there for 6 months and had a blast.. and now u r worried to go to Dubai with your husband...
Me: This is different Dad...
Dad: Why do u worry??? He is a nice guy and will take good care of you.
Me: I know. He is a nice guy who has taken over the trend of spoiling me from you but still… it feels different you know.
Dad: Hahahaha…We will always have a room for you... and as long as I am alive I WILL keep you happy... you will always be MY little girl "
That made me very very senti. I always took these for granted but when he said it out aloud made my day. And yes I cried.


Apart from the above two amazing men in my life I have to mention two of my buddies who have stood my me through ups and downs, accepted the flaws and craziness in me and still not complained once : Banda and Chummy....

Thanks you all for coming into my life and managing to hang on to it till date :)
(Dad, I know you din have a choice here heh !! But Thank you for bringing me up the way you have).

HAPPY BIRTHDAY GUYS !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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