The other titles I had in mind are
Search has Ended
Love of My Life...At Peace..
Hitched ..And In Ishtyle..
Sandwiched..
Online Shootings..A Hit!
Well, forget the last one. It doesn't make sense to me either. If you are smart enough and have been keen enough and if you have known me enough over the last few weeks or know me through someone who has known me through last few weeks, it would be no surprise to what I am hinting at.
Yes,finally its happening. All those filmy targets that I set for myself, all those fiery feelings of 'If I am getting married, I will only marry someone whom I have fallen in love with' or 'My marriage is only going to be via register marriage' or 'What's the hurry with marriage? Let me just chillax and get married around 27 , 28' are swept off my feet. I have now reconciled to the fact that love just happens, you don't plan for it, you don't wait for it, and you have absolutely no control over the nature of things.
The Beginnings -
Anup and I just came back from some movie and got into the only remaining opened decent restaurant in Madhapur - Shanghai Chef. This is a point to be noted as everything nice is fast disappearing and we found ourselves racking our brains to find restaurants in and around Madhapur other than KKD or Shanghai Chef. That's beside the point. While we were waiting for the food to arrive, I keyed in the profile number that nanna had messaged me and waited to see the results. I liked her at the first sight and started seeing few more snaps. I had already been briefed by mom and dad that the shooting would happen not in a regular set-up but at a some designated place where it be more casual. They also did prod me to call someone and take with me to meet her. With all that in my mind, I was quite interested to meet her.
Over the next few days the place and meeting details were getting fixed. Nanna had told me that her father would be calling me and fixing up the place and time around Saturday and asked if I was free. I told him I would be going to office and anytime should do. Saturday came and I was happily watching 'Rockstar' when the call came. I took the call and told him I was in a movie and would be calling during the break. It set me to thinking what if he is gonna call my dad and tell about how I was at movie when I first called rather than at office that my father must have conveyed. This would then percolate to they perceiving me not being truthful and cancelling out my meeting. Crazy eh? Mind is such a crazy thing when its not under our control. Luckily for me, nothing of that sort had happened.
The Meet -
It was decided that it was gonna be meeting at Chutneys, Banjara Hills, 4:30 P.M. Even though this was all an informal set up I was nervous like hell, I phoned my mom and dad and told them I would be going to meet her. They were quite busy with their work and wished me luck and let them know. I was expecting a little more reaction than that but I realized I was making this out to be more than it actually was. I phoned Anup to decide if kurtha is a better choice. He said a big NO and asked me to go on with a T-Shirt and jeans. With wardrobe in place, sun glasses, I set out for the restaurant. As I was about to get in after parking the bike I saw her getting into the restaurant along with her father. I thought to myself it would have been better if it was only her. To my luck as our first introductions got over, I got to know he had come only for dropping her.
We got a seat near one corner. Looking at her nearby I could see her smile more clearly and it was much better than what was in the photos. We started off with usual questions about each other bio data of what was in the profile, what was not in the profile, our college times and I was more curious to know about her singing capabilities. Just as the mood was about to set in, I got a call from Deepak. Not wanting to sound rude and knowing some problems at stake, I picked up the call wanting it to cut short.
5 minutes passed and I was sitting there still talking, silently gesturing a sorry to her and continued hearing. It went on little more, so I took her leave, and went away from the table to talk. It was then I realized being a highly dependent candidate is both boon and a bane.The module that was hitting on, noone else knew about it and he was calmly asking me to explain in clear words all the flow! I wrapped up the discussion as fast as I can and told him I would get in touch with him in another 2 hours.
I went back to the seat and apologized profuesly and also told her about the importance of the call. We then talked a little more about food preferences, outings, the idea of marriage, what our expectations are.Meantime, we also ordered a plate of idli each as I had a late lunch. She also seemed impressed that I had actually cooked upma. I sensed I could connect with her as the talks went on. She seemed cool, smart, trendy (she wore a gorgeous dress that day :)) and affectionate. What I loved the most is her passion for music which she has been doing regularly for over 7 years after office/college, her sweet smile and effortless talking, her interests in telugu movies. We decided to call it a day and move on as it was over 30 minutes since we finished our idlis and she was afraid they might shoo us forcibly. It would have been wonderful had it ended there with just enough moments on a first date/shoot/whatever, it didn't
"Sir, Bill"
This has got to go down as the one of the most embarrasing episodes of my life. At the time of the bill, I saw that I had hardly any cash left excepting some 80 bucks and it seemed card wasn't accepted with bill being only 120. She took the cue and paid for it. It was really complicated back story to why I couldn't draw money but (my PIN wasn't working) and I was living on borrow and carry cash policy. Unfortunately the renewal didn't happen in this case. What a Timing I tell ya! I hoped she understood and I gave her a weak smile. The bill was paid and I also offered her to drop her home just to compensate for the bill payment but she refused and went off.
Everything went good and I needed some time to think, this is what I have told my parents. What happened next ...wait and watch..
My friends this post ends here now with a follow up coming and 'Sir, Bill' story is going to repeat and haunt me for days to come. No complaints though.. :)
Search has Ended
Love of My Life...At Peace..
Hitched ..And In Ishtyle..
Sandwiched..
Online Shootings..A Hit!
Well, forget the last one. It doesn't make sense to me either. If you are smart enough and have been keen enough and if you have known me enough over the last few weeks or know me through someone who has known me through last few weeks, it would be no surprise to what I am hinting at.
Yes,finally its happening. All those filmy targets that I set for myself, all those fiery feelings of 'If I am getting married, I will only marry someone whom I have fallen in love with' or 'My marriage is only going to be via register marriage' or 'What's the hurry with marriage? Let me just chillax and get married around 27 , 28' are swept off my feet. I have now reconciled to the fact that love just happens, you don't plan for it, you don't wait for it, and you have absolutely no control over the nature of things.
The Beginnings -
Anup and I just came back from some movie and got into the only remaining opened decent restaurant in Madhapur - Shanghai Chef. This is a point to be noted as everything nice is fast disappearing and we found ourselves racking our brains to find restaurants in and around Madhapur other than KKD or Shanghai Chef. That's beside the point. While we were waiting for the food to arrive, I keyed in the profile number that nanna had messaged me and waited to see the results. I liked her at the first sight and started seeing few more snaps. I had already been briefed by mom and dad that the shooting would happen not in a regular set-up but at a some designated place where it be more casual. They also did prod me to call someone and take with me to meet her. With all that in my mind, I was quite interested to meet her.
Over the next few days the place and meeting details were getting fixed. Nanna had told me that her father would be calling me and fixing up the place and time around Saturday and asked if I was free. I told him I would be going to office and anytime should do. Saturday came and I was happily watching 'Rockstar' when the call came. I took the call and told him I was in a movie and would be calling during the break. It set me to thinking what if he is gonna call my dad and tell about how I was at movie when I first called rather than at office that my father must have conveyed. This would then percolate to they perceiving me not being truthful and cancelling out my meeting. Crazy eh? Mind is such a crazy thing when its not under our control. Luckily for me, nothing of that sort had happened.
The Meet -
It was decided that it was gonna be meeting at Chutneys, Banjara Hills, 4:30 P.M. Even though this was all an informal set up I was nervous like hell, I phoned my mom and dad and told them I would be going to meet her. They were quite busy with their work and wished me luck and let them know. I was expecting a little more reaction than that but I realized I was making this out to be more than it actually was. I phoned Anup to decide if kurtha is a better choice. He said a big NO and asked me to go on with a T-Shirt and jeans. With wardrobe in place, sun glasses, I set out for the restaurant. As I was about to get in after parking the bike I saw her getting into the restaurant along with her father. I thought to myself it would have been better if it was only her. To my luck as our first introductions got over, I got to know he had come only for dropping her.
We got a seat near one corner. Looking at her nearby I could see her smile more clearly and it was much better than what was in the photos. We started off with usual questions about each other bio data of what was in the profile, what was not in the profile, our college times and I was more curious to know about her singing capabilities. Just as the mood was about to set in, I got a call from Deepak. Not wanting to sound rude and knowing some problems at stake, I picked up the call wanting it to cut short.
5 minutes passed and I was sitting there still talking, silently gesturing a sorry to her and continued hearing. It went on little more, so I took her leave, and went away from the table to talk. It was then I realized being a highly dependent candidate is both boon and a bane.The module that was hitting on, noone else knew about it and he was calmly asking me to explain in clear words all the flow! I wrapped up the discussion as fast as I can and told him I would get in touch with him in another 2 hours.
I went back to the seat and apologized profuesly and also told her about the importance of the call. We then talked a little more about food preferences, outings, the idea of marriage, what our expectations are.Meantime, we also ordered a plate of idli each as I had a late lunch. She also seemed impressed that I had actually cooked upma. I sensed I could connect with her as the talks went on. She seemed cool, smart, trendy (she wore a gorgeous dress that day :)) and affectionate. What I loved the most is her passion for music which she has been doing regularly for over 7 years after office/college, her sweet smile and effortless talking, her interests in telugu movies. We decided to call it a day and move on as it was over 30 minutes since we finished our idlis and she was afraid they might shoo us forcibly. It would have been wonderful had it ended there with just enough moments on a first date/shoot/whatever, it didn't
"Sir, Bill"
This has got to go down as the one of the most embarrasing episodes of my life. At the time of the bill, I saw that I had hardly any cash left excepting some 80 bucks and it seemed card wasn't accepted with bill being only 120. She took the cue and paid for it. It was really complicated back story to why I couldn't draw money but (my PIN wasn't working) and I was living on borrow and carry cash policy. Unfortunately the renewal didn't happen in this case. What a Timing I tell ya! I hoped she understood and I gave her a weak smile. The bill was paid and I also offered her to drop her home just to compensate for the bill payment but she refused and went off.
Everything went good and I needed some time to think, this is what I have told my parents. What happened next ...wait and watch..
My friends this post ends here now with a follow up coming and 'Sir, Bill' story is going to repeat and haunt me for days to come. No complaints though.. :)
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