Friday, June 14, 2013

To: List..

To: List
Short story By Jayaprakash [JP], 05-Jun-2013, 2:15am
[Disclaimer: This story is purely a fictional creation, imagination of the author alone, any resemblance to living, dead or future is purely co-incidental and author does not take any responsibility for it]

Here goes the story….
I was looking at my iPhone and it looked so lifeless, I just wished that the device had a life and it could just talk back to me, I was expecting a call… 
Finally my Timba ringtone rang, I felt like that was most heavenly music I had ever heard {Fyi readers, I used to hate the sound of this ringtone, for knowing how it becomes heavenly music on this instance, read on…}
I picked up the phone and there she was my superwoman on the other end of the line, I eagerly waited for what she would say…..

[2 days back]
Superwoman is my dream girl, whom I had seen in one of the conferences. First time, I could not muster courage to talk to her,  second time it was just one of those we will never meet again friendly talks, but I kept bumping into her in the most of the conferences around the world at Paris, Rome, Dubai, Venice etc. and we started talking more often. The more I got to know her, I found her to be the woman J {Readers you guessed it right and you expected thisJ}. Yes cupid struck me as well, now how do I propose her, did not have any guts to tell her face to face {Readers, this is when lot of stupid ideas seem to occur automatically right, it happened to me also}.
I decided to make a video of me proposing to her at all historic locations that we had visited. I already had the videos of her on the top of Eiffel tower, on the streets of Rome in front of Colosseum, on top of burj khalifa, all I had to do was to edit those videos to include me. I hired a film editor and made a nice video.  Now I had to choose a right time to show the video. After attending one of the conferences, we were flying back from Madrid to Bangalore. I spoke to one of the flight attendants and requested them to play the video and that is how I proposed to my superwoman, 35000 feet above the earth in the sky close to heaven and god J {Readers one of these days, I will write more detailed fictional story of my proposal} She got stumped, it was totally unexpected for her and mostly out of shock asked me for two days to think about it.

[Back to present]
I picked up the phone and she said “Yes” J
I was like did you say “Yes”, I felt like getting up and dancing, I said give me a second and made one those signature Michael Jackson’s Moonwalk moves and back to phone, I asked  her shall I change my Facebook relationship status J, she said “Yes”. I asked her again, can I send mail invitation for a treat to all our friends to celebrate…she said yes.  Mail invitation, hmmm this was the biggest mistake and the reason for this story J
Started typing my mail invitation for the treat…
To: Rajni, Vijay, Ajith, Surya, Vikram, Hrithik, Anushka, Samantha, Trisha, Superwoman
Dear Friends, Inviting you all for a treat at Hotel Citadel, 7pm tonight to celebrate superwoman accepting my proposal.

[Day of Treat]
All of our friends arrived by 7pm, but my superwoman was not yet there, I kept calling her many times, but no response, finally she picked up the call, I asked her when are you coming. All the guests are already here.  She said “I am breaking up”, I was not sure I heard her right, I said what and why.....she said if I was so important for you, I should have been on the top of the list. I was confused, I said which list, I haven’t made any list…thousand lists went through my mind, to do list, task list, not to do list, grocery list, laundry list…but nothing was fitting…
She said check your To: List….I said again which To: list, she said the Treat mail invitation To: List, I checked my mail and yes her name was last in the list, I said but…I was searching for explanation, I mean how do you explain this, can there be any explanation… she said just if I was on top of your mind, my name should have been first in the To: List and disconnected the phone….
I was holding a dead phone and my mind was trying to make sense of the situation…..and I suddenly laughed out loud. I got dumped because of To: List…… ha ha ha ahaha ah lol rofl..
[End of Story]


Thursday, January 17, 2013

Rainy night while shifting to New hostel

(Background: Initially IIIT Delhi had only one Hostel, which was divided for Boy's and Girls. With Another Hostel block ready for Boys, we were asked to shift, so that currently occupied Hostel would be let out to the more Girls in the queue for the Hostel. On the night of shift it had started raining. This short poem was to express this scenario)

Rain Rain go away
Come again another day
JP want's to shift to new hostel today
2 bags packed to take away
Don't drench me on the way
If I don't shift today
Girls shifting will be delayed to another day
Oh god have mercy for today 
Rain rain go away
Come again another day
- Short poem By JP