Yesterday, One of my project mates got married. Few of her close friends have attended the marriage. Today, they were speaking about the beauty of the bride. Suddenly, the conversation with my roommates, before a month, flashed across my mind. It was just the discussion about our expectations about the life partner.Each told their expectation. And now It is my turn. The description was like this:
Time: 6:00 AM
“….Kousalya Supraja Rama Poorva
Sandhya pravarthe de…..”
I will hear the sound and get up. The room will be full of the incense smoke. She would be showing it to all the photos of The God. Then after brushing (Is it necessary???) I am sitting in the Hall. She comes with Fresh Hot (‘Aavi Parakure’) Filter Coffee. (Ignore the fact that I do not like Coffee). Give it to me and sit near me….
Time: 6: 30 AM
I am going to take bath. (If I have planned to take bath on that day. ) Wonder…Everything is perfectly ready. Perfect Warm water. Dress. Towel. Etc. I am thinking grateful about her.
Time: 8:00 AM
She has prepared the breakfast. Manaaka Mannaka Idli… Puthina Chutney..Now I am telling her I will not take as it is already late to office. She forces me to take. A small fight starts. Ok. Finally we settle for a scheme like this. As I am getting ready She feeds me. I ask her whether she has taken the breakfast. She is telling that she will take it later. But now I am starting to feed her. (My Office??? Let it go to Hell) So, now both complete our breakfast.
Time: 8:30 AM
She,standing near the door, shows a bye to me.
Scene 5, 6, 7, 8:
Confirms whether I reached the Office safely. Then a few calls inbetween asking whatz going on in the office, what happened in te home, to tell me to go to lunch, to ask comments about the luch, to start early from office and reach home safely.
Time: 6:30 PM
I come back tired. Just as a good friend, she comes and sit near me. After relaxation and coffee we start talking. Everything that happened at the office and she is telling me everything happened in the home and some general issues and all other blah blahs.
Time: 8:00 PM
We prepare the dinner together and have it and go for a walk. End of Day.So, there comes a normal week day.
When my descrtiption was over, Can you guess what are the comments from my roommates?Ah.. Just same as the words you keep murmuring…..
Roommate 1: Might be possible if you were born about 100 years ago?
Roommate 2: Probability is very low.
Roommate 3: Peraasai.
Only the poet Bharathi came to my thought. He loved Kannamma. But finally he got only Chellamma. But still I told them,”Who knows? May be I can get a girl like that?” One of my roommates asked me “Can you?”
I told them, with a smile, “Who Knows?”