The Story Of 3 Knots - Part 2

Yes, small broke a coconut right at my feet and I jumped to avoid its pieces. The camera man took advantage of this situation and with some basic loop effects, made me look as if I jumped thrice. Whatay!!  

There were lot of new faces but the face I really wanted to see was busy getting ready. I've never understood the concept of 10+ men in the same room as the groom to get him ready. I badly wanted some space alone after an incident late previous night. Have to say, I did spend a considerable amount of time in getting my trident pocket square right. My grandpa was actually super excited to see me in that attire and I still remember him sitting on the bed with a walking stick and talking to me in Dr.House style.

I went to meet the bride and did she look pretty or what!! She looked so much more beautiful than I ever imagined her to look in that dress. We smiled a lot at each other, looked into each others' eyes and just like that exchanged lots of words even before speaking the first word.

I wasn't really a fan of these wedding photographers until I met this Choudhary and totally became his fan within his first few snaps. But then again, one of my favourite pics from that day has to be this.

                                    

As we both walked onto the stage, I could already see a sea of people queuing up and that I when we both realized that its going to be a long night. There were some genuine smiles and wishes, there were some fake smiles, there were also some "I don't know who you are, I'm here just for some free food" faces. The worst of them all were a couple of them who actually said "I wanted to get you married to my friend's daughter of the same caste, but now its ok. Congrats!!" Aaah , the one day I felt like really slapping someone after along time. However, my MIL had already kept a couple of Red Bulls behind me and they helped me to avert the ugly situations.

There were quite a few incidents that tried to alter both our moods, but then again my terrible jokes came in handy yet again to make sure that both of us kept a smile on till midnight. Choudhary even made me get down on my knee and propose "just for the photos" . It was that or Photoshop and I went for the manlier option.

It was finally time to sit down and have dinner. The food was amazingly tasty but both of us couldn't eat much just because the gastric juices had already slept off. I found the concept of asking the bride to stay back in the Choultry even though her house is just 2 minutes from the place a bit silly. I orchestrated a perfect escape and as a reader, you're probably one of the very few people to know about it even today. 

Some pesky relatives also wanted to do some idiotic ritual at 1:00 in the morning and I metaphorically showed them the finger and went to sleep. Batha and Bujji were there to accompany me and I realized that it was 4:00 in the morning and I still hadn't slept. Not because of any wedding jitters but because of those damn Red Bulls. It surely had given my eyes some wings. The unsynchronized snoring of two people also didn't help the cause. Couple more hours to wake up for the D-Day and I was still awake. 

To be continued...

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Hi, my name is Vikas and I'm an addict

It was back in the good old engineering days that it all started. The magic number of 15 in the internals was the only aim and to top it all up, there was always T4 to make up for it, if anything went wrong with the divine plan. 

It started with Prison Break and all the night long gaming was replaced by Scofield marathon. The break time talk was totally devoted to this and people actually started to shoo away others who had no idea about Bellick's belly and thus became self proclaimed members of league of extraordinary gentlemen. The Prison Break DVDs were so much in demand that at one point I felt that I might actually loose my exotica porn DVD market. But then again, it was just a passing phase and people came back to the daddy of all DVDs and this actually proves the first mover advantage.

A new competitor entered soon in the name of 24 and its advantage was that it already had 6 seasons. This took the battle of nature vs nurture to a totally different level. At some point, people had to get fed up of the concept of Jack Bauer can't die and even if he dies, he'll come back in the next season as a ghost. Even though the Naughty America series has a pretty much predictable ending, people actually get to see different people doing a lot more than real life Jack could ever think of doing in his lifetime.

During my final year, I got hooked onto Dexter and to be frank its 1st season and the most recent 4th season are the best ever. I try to put myself under house arrest after watching Dexter as the temptation to see blood is at its peak. If at all it becomes uncontrollable, for the man I am, I bring home a homeless person and chop him up into pieces. Nine pieces to be exact and dump him in the nearby pig farm. For more information on using pigs for this purpose, I suggest the movie Snatch.

If at all you believed everything about this blood thirsty nature of me, then I'm sure I have a great future as a story writer.

Two and a Half Men, Big Bang Theory followed soon after and the latter is on track to becoming one of the best sitcoms ever and I'll always have a special place for the former. It was only a matter of time when Dr.House entered my brains and started fiddling with them thus leading to aneurysms. To relieve myself of this, I watch any random episode of Friends and it never fails to assert the fact that old is gold. To give an example of how the world has changed over the past decade or so, Chandler in one the older episodes boasts about his lappy having features like 12MB RAM and 512MB hard disk. 

Its one of those simple things that tell us how technology has changed everything around us. I'm sure atleast half of the online population will have a stroke if Facebook or Twitter goes down just for a day. There is a funny South Park episode that actually depicts this scenario.

Nevertheless, I'm proud to confess my addiction for all the above mentioned series and probably many more to come. Have you?

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November and Movember

The winter has started to set in and the use of heaters look imminent. Even though everyone is just getting warmed up to the cold winter, tap water has become the biggest nemesis. As a result of washing my hands or dishes in this water, my hands literally stay stone cold throughout the day. 


Gone are those days when I could use my pick up line "Hi, How are you? Beware of my irresistibly warm hands". Then again, I was never good at this and always managed to dodge all the projectiles thrown at me in return for those kind of lines. I'm more like a Ross from Friends when it comes to pick up lines or starting conversations but would rather induce a Chandler like humor rather than Dinosaurs.

Its that time of the year when the day light saving really starts to sink in to your senses.  You start to wonder if the daylight is actually being saved or spent mercilessly. November is also the time when there are more leaves on the sidewalk than on the trees. The trees look like they are suffering from a receding hairline problem or male pattern baldness. January is probably the worst here when it gets dark by noon on gloomy days. Guess I have to blame my birthday for it. Boo hoo.

I love the winter for its foggy nights and fresh snowfall which gives me a reason to down a couple of extra drinks. But its quite depressing when 17:00 feels like 21:00 and the melting snow tests your figure skating skills. Not to mention the North winds blowing at 70mph which mercilessly torture your face. I vaguely mentioned this in 365 days of life on an island - part 1 .

I still remember last winter when I had lost sensation in my toes and the temperature went down to as low as -13°C in Glasgow. Felt like the winter was never going to end. In spite of such inhuman conditions, I've seen the girls here walking around in the skimpiest of the clothes. Not that I'm complaining but it just makes you wonder whether they are really from Venus. 


Gone are those days when men used to walk bare chested to strut their manliness in front of women clad in figure hugging dresses. The roles seem to have just reversed nowadays. The sight of guys parading in their skinny jeans and brushing the hair off from their faces is as disgusting as rubbing your face in faeces. Whatever happened to hairy men with unshaven faces and protruding paunches. Guess, I'm doing my bit to save the old generation. 

Its time for me to make some coffee, oh wait....think making it Irish will not only enhance the taste of coffee but also does justice to the weather. Well, the chill outside gives you more than a reason to keep yourself warm inside.    


P.S  - Thinking of growing a moustache to show my support for Movember in both November and December.

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