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“USELESS FELLOW !” yes sir, I will do it sir, promise I will do it by tomorrow. Actually there was a power cut at home yesterday so couldn’t prepare. SORRY SIR. “ GET LOST.”
Hey buddies that’s my college name. Though my parents gave a nice name but that’s my teachers love towards me, as Aman got “PUCHOO” from Shilpy. (His gal friend.)
Hi my real name is Ayanjit (Joy). I’m a very hard working, active, sincere, regular student of DBIT. Sorry to say but maximum students in my batch are very dumb inactive and very lazy. Ufff!!! Intolerable. I know you must be confused about how to recognize me after reading this page. No hassles, it’s simple. In orkut there is a line saying THE FIRST THING YOU WILL NOTICE: My Cool Looks and My Innovative Notes.

Submitted: May 11, 2010

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Submitted: May 11, 2010

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STATUS: SINGLE

“USELESS FELLOW !” yes sir, I will do it sir, promise I will do it by tomorrow. Actually there was a power cut at home yesterday so couldn’t prepare. SORRY SIR. “ GET LOST.”

Hey buddies that’s my college name. Though my parents gave a nice name but that’s my teachers love towards me, as Aman got “PUCHOO” from Shilpy. (His gal friend.)

Hi my real name is Ayanjit (Joy). I’m a very hard working, active, sincere, regular student of DBIT. Sorry to say but maximum students in my batch are very dumb inactive and very lazy. Ufff!!! Intolerable. I know you must be confused about how to recognize me after reading this page. No hassles, it’s simple. In orkut there is a line saying THE FIRST THING YOU WILL NOTICE: My Cool Looks and My Innovative Notes.

P.S (only for girls) if you visit my orkut account, please notice my status. It states SINGLE. That means I’m ready to mingle.

Here lies my story Why Single?

I’m 22 year old, smart, quite handsome, single and purely W-A-R-G-I-N and obviously straight. My Maa (mom) sometimes really makes me think “ Sotti ki ami straight.. nah ?” (really am I not straight?) shoo-shoo what am I thinking I’m the dude.

Tring tring my mom’s name flashed on my mobile screen. Maa: “Joy 360 friends in orkut and all males, tui ki gay?” (Are you GAY?). What ? I got the shock of my life. I disconnected the call and checkedmy account and was shocked to see 14 females amongst 360 friends in the list, and all 14 are my cousin sisters. For a min or two I really doubted myself. I retreated to one corner of my 8x9 room and started wondering “ AM I REALLY GAY?” I realised I walked with an intension of making girlfriends but it turned something else. It happened everywhere; school, tuitions, college and even at my work place.

Later I realised, since childhood I approached every girl with one intension, “ this is gonna be ma girl.”But only god knew, I landed up being everything but a boyfriend.

13th January, 8.30 am - BEEP BEEP I picked the call half asleep, “You still sleeping- you MORON- you are due for your interview in an hour.” It was my consultants voice destroying my sweet slumber, “Ohh god ! I forgot again. Today is my 16th interview after 15 rejections.” I ran out of the room half dressed and completing the rest on the run. I mastered this since childhood.

10.15 a.m, I was ushered into the interview room 10 minutes late. The environment was the same as the previous 15, with me at its centre telling myself “here goes nothing, AGAIN”. It was with Accenture and I was pretty confident that I will be shown the middle finger. But being an optimist I looked at the brighter side. The panel had two gorgeous HR’s who will concentrate only on me for the next few minutes. How did the interview go I had no idea, but the only thing I remember that they we rolling with laughter.

4 pm: I’m in the lounge with a cup of coffee waiting for my 16th rejection. The list was out and as usual I wasn’t in it. I was about to go out when one of the HR’s called out my name and said with a wink “ see you at Accenture tomorrow 8.30 sharp.” For a minute or two I was just confused. I really thought “ oh man did I really crack a job? Wow ! how in the world did I manage to do that ?”

NEXT DAY:

Sharp 5.30 am my cab was honking down my house. Somehow first time in a pair of formals, boarded the cab 80% sleeping and 20% not trying to sleep. As soon as I got into the quails, I was greeted by 3 voices “welcome sleepy head.” What! Am I sleeping? Really are there 3 beautiful girls inside the cab talking to me or am I dreaming? Those 3 pretty faces were like the first drops of rain after a long hot summer. For the first time in my life I was full awake at 5.30 am and was glad about it. Pavithra commented from the back “hey cool summer hair style.”I peeped in the rear view mirror, “SHIT I forgot to comb my hair.”

My training started at 8.30 am and thus began my longest yawning session. Sometimes I felt that even my trainer wanted to doze off seeing my enormous yawns. The only spicy thing during my bland training session was the faces of Pavithra, Shahanaaz and Maansiiiii........ My cab mates. They were working with Accenture for quite some time now and the best thing was HUH I was the only guy in the cab other than the driver. It was like; this situation was tailor-made for me. We started playing games, sharing Tiffin’s, cracking jokes pulling each other’s legs. Life was wonderful. I had gathered all my courage to propose a girl, but the question was, which one ? I loved them all too much to propose just one. A T-Shirt quote of a 60 year veteran (my dad) flashed through my mind. ; GOD HAS CREATED SO MANY BEAUTIFUL GIRLS BUT SUCH A SHORT TIME. Sometimes I thought if not all 3 at least one has to have a crush on me. But this “USELESS FELLOW” had to identify the one.

I knew my tenure at Accenture was closing down on me, and I had to wrap things up. On the morning of my last day, I declared to my sweetheart, oho sorry sweethearts “today is my last day”. Three pair of eyes turned towards me with surprise, questions and a dozen of feelings. I was dying to know what was going through their minds but all of them had expressionless faces. It was the most silent ride to office. In-between my shift a text from Pavithra flashed on my cell, “We will go for a movie and dinner tonight the treat’s on us.”

10.30 pm I find myself on the rooftop of copper chimney having my first candle light dinner with three beautiful ladies. One feeling was common amongst all of us, we had so much to tell but no words to express. All of a sudden Pavithra broke the silence “ Kaash i had someone like you”

Shahanaaz: “ i hope kunal was like you yaar”

Then the BOMB SHELL

Maansi: “I LOVE YOU”.

I thought “ ohh GOD THIS IS IT. I’m in one of the most romantic places with three beautiful girls proposing me. Hey wait a minute who on Earth is Kunal?

Shahanaaz : “ he is my younger brother dude.”

All the three voices simultaneously complemented “you’re the best BRO ever”.

In the background someone played the song

“ main shayaar badnaam

Ohh main chala, main chala

Mehefil se nakaam.”

Maa I always wanted to tell you this; “ tomar chele GAY noye.”(your son is not a gay). Its the same old story repeating itself for the past 22 years.

21st April 2010:

Today I’m gazing at my orkut account, my female friend list has gone up from 14 to 17 but the story is the same. Only one difference 14 are my cousin sisters and three are my Accenture sisters.....

Jeet:“Hum honge kaam yab hum honge kaam yab

Aman:Ek din.”

That’s another two love of my life singing a song for me and I too believe in it. Both of you rule.

AYANJIT MITRA

Drafted & edited by

Sourajit Banerjee


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