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Ronny Rodriguez visited a marriage counselor and said, "When we were first married, I would come home from the office, my wife would bring my slippers and our cute little dog would run around barking. Now after ten years it's all different, I come home, the dog brings the slippers and my wife runs around barking.”
Ronny my dear friends was smart ass!He was someone who could sit on an ice cream cone and tell you what flavor it is!!
Ronny and Ranganayaki would have never met !
After all why would a young hep/hip,happening guy like Ronny living in a place like Richmond town, bump into a maiden BTS (Bala Tripura Sundari)from Doddanekundi???...rather strange sounding name! which I’m sure a Malayali comrade would relate very well to !!
Lo and behold!..it happened. They both met a wedding reception at Wilson Garden in the reknowned Orekundi Siddalingappa Choultry!
Ronny—wud have never gone, if not for his father, a retired Brigadier Rodriguez with considerable influence.It was the Brigadier who compelled Ronny to accompany him.
Apart from the novelty of eating off a plantain leaf,the function was very much the same.
Bored as hell….
No friends around…all he saw was lots of vertical expressions of oiled plaits and versions of a floating garment The dhoti!
False smiles like an epidemic…obviously some including some ill fitting Dentures!
Diplomatic gestures…Gosh!.. Ronny wondered when all this would come to an end!Time literally seemed to be crawling!!!Every second seemed like an hour!
Frequently Ronny glanced at his watch,checking time wondering when it would end!
Really bugged, he stifled a yawn but then thought, what the heck,these people aren’t my type anyways!!He then proceeded to yawn loooong and let out a loud sigh!
Mid yawn “his eyes met hers” staring in fascination at his Uvula!...lol
Haven I seen u somewhere??-----Cybercafe? Café Coffee day?The Only Place??...Barista??
She replied----- my favourites are Sukh sagar and Kamat.Sometimes, I also go to Adigas and Kadambas.
The classical music puts u to sleep doesn’t it? Ronny asked the woman he’d just met!
Oh noooo! I enjoy playing the Sitar, in fact can appreciate the music said her.
Oh man! does this mean u don’t listen to Western music?
Seemingly mod woman---could she be soooo outdated…The young man couldn’t believe it!
You are from Mount Carmel rt? JNC???asked he… Nah Babaaaaa,
I’m Chi Sow Ranganayaki from MES!!said she!
How do you spend your Weekends---PVR?Mota Arcade?? Commercial street? Brigades??asked Ronny….Ranganayaki replied---- “Alankar Plaza only at Majestic where u could bargain if you know Kannada the language!!”…lol
The conversation fizzled out yet again!!!Ronny started talkin bout the great Architecture of the buildings constructed by the British, when suddenly she asked ..Have you read R K Narayans booksa?
Oooh yeah maybe, said he!
Wats the connect babes? Asked he.
Well my idea of Architecture is inspired by Malgudi said she.
C’mon babes, don’t talk like a small town gal! talk bout Namma Bengaluru,Namma Metros….the happening page 3 parties!!
This is Bengaluru in the 21st Century…infested with the Hot n Hep people.Potholes and politicos.
Is this what Bengaluru is all about today??
Pretending to be a big city?? A Metropolitan City to be more precise!! Cosmopolitan?...infested with tech savvy heterosexuals,bisexuals,homosexuals,or must I say Retrosexuals!!!!Pretending to be Mod, until you wondered whether Bengaluru is really Mad or Mod???
Friends! it all about respecting individuals for the way they are and the way they think! It’s all about being an individual and not some ramapant society animal.
Arguing about “YOUR TOWN-----MY CITY” the ultimate result was Ronny ended up being married to Ranganayaki! Serves them right!!! But I wondered howcome!! just one reason maybe....
When Ronny met Ranganayaki, he discovered……..'Theory of Relative Titty'.
Wow... good nice one
ReplyDeletePregnant with poignancy, with a witty face though! Makes a smooth, free flow reading as usual.
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ReplyDeleteOk where is the interesting part ;)
Doddanekundi!!!!!!hahahaha,now that is out of the way!!"Blending in",my nephew,21 years and studying in MS Ramaiah engineering in bangalore told me!!His idea of blending in,wearing low waist jeans so low and his undies too,u could see halfway down the crack of his bum!!!ears pierced with studs in them.Well,if he was really blending in,he should have gone the whole hog,instead,as soon as he reached yelahanka where he lives with his folks,the jeans would be pulled up,the studs would go off,the spikes in his hair would be combed down.This is not blending in,this is the ronny-ranganayagi a k a jekyll and hyde role play!!in the guise of modernity,we r losing track of the fundas and getting stuck in between.Sad but true
ReplyDeleteReally enjoyed lot; truth of many faces under one shelter, deceitful society.
ReplyDeleteTrue relativity theory: I am sure our hero Mr. Ronny is straight, fell in love with Opposite sex not only by gender by desire, likes and dislikes; it is timely attraction which got frustrated by gooooooooooo on period...
Respecting individuals is humanity, adjusting the society is being compassionate but, sacrificing self and living with it is “Malfunction”
“Malfunction happened at a Function” – Lol !!!!!
Olden days movies would end with a “Namaskaram”, our hero’s fate ends at a “Marriage Counsellor’s” door step.
“The End”
Like Poles and titties attract.
ReplyDeletePoly Ronny and Titty Ranganayaka what an combo. And the funny part is that one was honest and RANDY TINNY WAS HORNY.
WHEN ONE CANT BREATH AND TALK IN THE FIRST MEET HOW CAN IT NOT END UP WITH THE BARKING WIFEY AND WELCOMMING DOGGY.
SHE WAS AN SMART ASS AND PLyed her cards honestly. This charecter either aspired for glam
fashion or metro city lights or being honest was her culture. Seen never in life ppl. From smalll cities godforsaken unpronounable names places dropping names. Nither she was playacting. Servers the samrtass Rinny to have completed the final fling on with bows and ring. As he was looking for an lay and god made Himmler lay Ronny on the altar of an marriage councillour.
Cities malls fashion parades parties page three photo
ops and high fi jet setting will
never are fertile
grounds for marriage. U NEED THE DIAMONDS STRENGTH ABLITY OF FOX i.e. Smell the festering wounds. FORESIGHT TO UNDERTHE CURRENTS OF FAMILY POLITICS. AND MANY
MORE THING MAKE AN MARRIAGE AN SUCCESS. WHEN
IN BANGLORE TO
BANG AN WHORE STAY ON TO THE AGENDA. OR LIFE WILL
BANG U FIR GOOD. RONNY WAS RANDY RAUNCHY AND ROUGE. PAID THE PRICE FOR
THE PEVILAGE AND LAY. WHAT ONE SOWS ONE REAPS
IN ALL PLACE CITY OR DONNDHA WHATEVER WHATS IN THE NAME I SAY. ATTITUDE IS TEMPOARY SOUL OF LIVING IS FOREVER
An astounding east meets west story. Ronny and Ranganayaki - South Blr meets North :).
ReplyDeleteBangalore is dwindling in cultural difference.Perhaps, to narrow this zone; accolades to the Mantri developers, we have The MANTRI MALL. Rofl..North Blr is picking up the "Retrosexual" pace. And yes, as Rajeev Sir says, We have the MSR College. The BEL road is the next to be MG road.
We are progressing towards patching the cultural gap between the North and the South. Alas, we will not have Ronny and Ranganayaki stories but we are sure to have a RONNY and TONY, RANGANAYAKI and LOKANAYAKI stories..
Nevertheless, the "MISHAP" at marriages wont happen as it would all be hip hop and a rap.. This is where we are leading to.. Ranganayakis would be "RAGS", Lokanayakis would be "LOKS"
Name shortens, culture confluences but thinking broadens.. Does it mean that we are progressing??
A hearty reading ... all humour, smash hit opening n few tongue tieing breaks inbetween.
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