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Rakhi Miss-Match !





Today being Rakhi - brings many a ribald jokes especially if you do not believe in sisterhood or brotherhood! In our group of young at heart but aging men the dress code is that of Sholay's Thakur !
Closer home there pre-Rakhi romance had it's own tinge of tragedy and comedy- and this I feel makes life worth living !

They both came around the same time as replacements for for two of my most trusted helpers at home. Joba is a young mother of a pesky 5 years old and Amit a bachelor devoted to his parents. In the intervening months Joba's husband who was in Gujarat became estranged and decided to remarry and even had the gall to invite Joba for the marriage! Just after this joba had an altercation with me and left my work. Amit kind of missed her and asked after her and seemed quite thrilled when she was reinstated again.Infact it so happened that every evening on my way back I was quizzed and had to answer whatever life story of Joba ! Thus began an effort in Match -making ! Since Amit was not forthcoming we asked Joba to make the effort - and Taposhi the other helper took the initiative of passing Amit's phone number to Joba and Joba called !
But Amit refused :( because his mother did not approve of a girl who already has a child! So Amit reverted to calling Joba - Joba-di and for Joba he became "aapni" ! But we all live in hope and hope someday amit finds the guts to convince his mother and follow his heart...cos he is still interested !

Yesterday a very good couple friend of ours had a hilarious tale to narrate! They decided to go on a date- "The fault in our stars " at Insignia Lounge was the beginning ! They settled down on the propped up sofas and were watching the audience filtering in . ... the ideal beginning to a romantic date on a Saturday morning ! A young couple settled down beside them and suddenly the husband nudged and asked the lady to take a look at them..... saying " Say Hi quickly- else god knows what kind of embarrassing situation we shall be in !!!!" And to their chagrin  their neighbours were their  younger son with a young lady - The young man had left the house early with his 50 rupees daily allowance saying he has an early class in college ! The rest of the story dissolved in our laughter and undoubtedly it is anecdote  that will bring a smile on many  faces and will become a legend for our grandchildren !!! Double dates like sundaes can come in any form :) !!!!!
Spoke to the young man this morning - he said he never could imagine that his parents would become so young -and it was actually the metaphor coming true -the fault in their  stars ! :)

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