Present Opening(s)

Enjoy the snippet from Present Opening(s),One of the CHAPTERS of P.O.(PERSISTENTLY OBIDIENT)

Different stages of Arrange marriage and love marriage:

Arrange Marriage:


Marriages are made in heaven...and Arrange marriages are made in Bharat Matrimonial or The Sunday Ananda Bazaar (That’s how they claims)...At times the relatives plays an important roles bringing in their very distant relatives....and claiming to know them very well although the last telephonic conversation happened 2 years back.... Power Packed ads... bride needed for only son of Highly qualified Chartered Accountant...MBA, IIT, CFA, Also knows scuba diving...Only sister very fair, very beautiful....At times is slightly confusing whom is the ad for....Is it for the Chartered Accountant Father (who at his hearts of hearts really want to remarry and throw away the 1960’s model), or his son or his daughter.....


The Father of the bride really has a hectic job...but then it’s a question of whole life...So drilling starts...The Mother of the bride also joins... Na na! E chele cholbe Na! Sunlam Or Mama r meye ekta para r mastan r songe paliyeche (No No...This guy won’t work out at all..His uncle’s daughter fled with a local Hooligan)....And the drilling goes tougher and tougher....He is just 5’3...Ishhh Ki kalo....Naak ta beka na re.....Ema ,ei maine te ki kore ghor cholbe....The girl I mean the bride at times adds her own requirements and specifications...Bapi, Ami kintu lomba chele chara biye korbo na...Size does matter... Please Ma,Ami kono Engineer kei biye korbo....The list goes bigger and bigger...

The Father of the groom is a bit disappointed...As his son couldn’t find a proper girl by himself even at 30 years of age.... Ekta Dharosh tumi,Ekta kochi Meye ke potateo parle na.....He has in his mind....The mother of the groom has already started crying...She has already lost her son to some imaginary girl who plays JadooTona on him......Thanks to KYUN KI SAAS BHI KABHI BAHU THI....She can’t sleep at night ...But then she has to get his son married...Mukherjee Da’s wife was telling the other day.... R kotodin ....Ebar to Nakul r biye ta dao...Na hole to nostami suru korbe...je boyosh r ja...Tokhon bose bose to kadte hobe...So the search begins....Groom wanted for extremely fair, extremely beautiful, extremely calm and quiet girl,MA,Diploma in dancing( only at night clubs! ),Also knows stiching (couldn’t even stitch the first button of her Shirt,Always open).....At times the father and brother plays a big role in the ad...Father retired very well known professor of very well known college( bucks! Flowing! ) ....Brother IIT,IIM bla bla (More bucks! Flowing! )....The groom always had some secret criteria which now comes forth....She must be very fair (As Priyanka whom he proposed 11 times but no luck, Should have a very good figure (Hmm..Like Payel,the Delhi Chik who had 20 boyfeinds in just 3 years ),should be very homely ( And also shake her hips with me at Night clubs )....And so the search goes on...and on.....


The two family’s sits on the opposite sides of the table smiling (and remains smiling...always smiling)....The groom has already started liking the bride’s cousin sister....Smart glances being exchanged....Here comes the bride with the tea table in hand....A bit shaking ( God!!! The Tequila’s last night was quite strong at Tantra )... Eso Ma,Ki misti Dekhte.....The mother of the groom again crying inside....Amar chele ta por hoye gelo...I am lost...I am lost....The bride gives a blushing look to the groom…. Oh!!! Tumi!!! Bike niye Para r more dariye thakte r meye der jhari marte….Bapi r chele pelo na….. (Oh!!! It’s you….standing all the day with your bike and glaring at girls…Dad got this one for me!!!!)..still smiling….Cha ta nin na ….Ki misti (Please take the Tea…So Sweet)….The groom has already started dancing around the trees…Thanks SRK!!....



All well that ends well…So was the marriage and the reception….barring some minor incidents…The marriage hall was quite congested…The bride had too much makeup…The groom’s dhoti was about to open…The red underwear was clearly visible throughout the marriage….The Radhaballabi’s were cold…The mutton seemed too stiff…The food was not bad…Hey Man! Who is that girl...sho shweet…Don’t glare at her…She is the bride’s Kakima…Married with two kids….Some broken hearts here and there…Some optimistic hearts here and there…This is my number…Please call me…I have the full Brilliant Tutorials IIT Material…Although I am studying BCOM now…I will give it to you…O Ma! Bor ta to teko chilo biyer din..Aj eto chul kotha theke gojalo….Thanks to Habib….The mutton was second time stiff at the reception….Ambarish got a bit carried away with two pegs of Royal Stag and tried to kiss the bride’s cousin sister…She is hot Man!!!!.....all well that ends well….


Poor humans!!! It never ends!! The painful saga has just begun my friend….


And then the clock ticks 11:30…All too tired after the reception…Except for the Groom…Come on Man!!! This is the night!!....He had waited for 30 long years…Apart from the little Hanky Panky with Ruchi, that too at Nicco park….Today he wants to pump to glory….The room smells too flowery…as Ambuj Da,his elder brother has really stuffed it with flowers….Everywhere…All over the bed…..Above the bed…and the not so fitting ones,below the bed…..The bride sits a little distantly at the farthest corner of the bed….Groom fidgeting with the Ganda Fool… A bit tense atmosphere across the room…Abrupt hushing outside… Ekhono Suru koreni…R kobe korbe….Onek to boyosh holo…. The groom’s boudis too excited, trying to peep and see what’s happening inside….It’s getting late!!! Groom getting more tensed…Kokhon je suru korbo (When will I start)…Shono na,Why don’t to change your saree…It can get spoiled…Its too expensive…. Oh!!! So you want to see me naked so early….Bapiiii!!! Kar hathe tumi amay tule dile….Anger peeping out from the bride…It’s too early…Ami eto taratari suyi na…R amar Doodh r glass kothay….Tomar Ma ke boloni….Doodh na khele amar rate ghum hoy na….The bride replies back…God!!! Dooddh chai….kothay ami Doodh khabo ta na….Groom condition deteriorating…Please excuse me for today…I totally forgot to tell Mom….Tomorrow onwards everything will be perfect….Now,Can we please go to bed errr I mean to sleep…..I need to change…Bring me my bag….Tumi ektu baire jabe….What!!!! Please, I can’t go outside…All my Boudis are standing at the door I know….And I am your husband…for the next seven lives….The groom smiles …..Moron….I think it’s my seventh life with you…..The bride saying in her hearts of heart….In the mean time,the groom has reached quite close to the bride, though both in sitting position…The groom tries to play a little piano with the Bride’s fingers…She takes it away fast….The silken Sherwani has already started biting the groom so he wants to change to something simple and free flowing….I think we better change and get into something comfortable….The groom speaks up and proceed to change…without looking back…..Although a passionate desire had already grasped him…He looks at the shorts which he has been wearing the last 5 years, Picks it up but reluctantly leaves it…The idea of a old short that too in the first night won’t be too good...Shifting inside a pajama…Newly bought….As he changes, the rhythmic jingle of bangles comes to his ear….Giving a frightful square look of not getting caught, he could see her creamy back and the shoulders quickly getting draped into a night gown….The fire inside has already started raging…He feels an intense desire to kiss her..but steps back in case he sends some wrong signal of being branded as a Sex Maniac…He is so cold….At least could have at least kissed my …. The bride feels as she quickly changes…. Riju Da was far better….He use to kiss me so passionately…Why did Bapi dumped his just because he worked as a sales representative…
Both lies flat in the bed pretending to sleep….But both remains strongly awake….The groom still thinking how to start….Will I start with a kiss…or embrace her…or…or…. God!!!! When will he do something…