Fiction ; LOvingly YoUrs
During my college days in my medical college, i made lot of friends some all weather some fair weather friends, some whisky friends and some risky friends. This was the time that when i used to on cloud nine and everything i did made some sense. I was known in my hostel as the "Vox Populi" i.e Voice of people as i used to raise and highlight the issues close to students hearts daringly and uncensored in front of the authorities to be but also i had a presence in almost all my friends love letters as i used to write them for them for a nominal price of few shots of beer and related favours.
All these creative idiosyncracies helped my friends to gain the favour of their beloved and help me and my gang to enjoy things we seldom could afford so occasionally.My belief used to be that i will live in people thoughts rather than in the body whom one sheds after few years of existence on this rangli duniya, and i was never wrong as smiles on my friends faces whose proposals used to get accepted and whose lives became lovely due to my letters which they use to pass as their own's.
The commonality amongst all the letters was that they use to end with the addressing " LOVINGLY YOURS". Having written so many varied love letters for different types of girls and that too assuming myself to be their lover or beloved, it carried a stigma as i have everytime go through the whole cycle of joy when the proposal letter used to get accepted and later on releasing that i am not the one who have the physical presence in the relationship........
From the adolescent years, i had strong admiration for hindi film actress Madhuri Dikshit. I liked the way she danced ,laughed and all her mannerisms;in short i was infatuated with her. When Mr M.F. hussain painted and courted her, i planned to join bajrang dal people in protest but then my friends assured my that oldie is only good for painting work and nothing else. My infatuation slowly turned to love and during the breezing age of 18, i wrote an undelivered letter to her proposing with the ending as" lovingly yours". This letter i thought i would personally give to Madhuri so i wrote it on pink paper etc and kept it with me only in my blue bag.. but as the fate would have it ;in her life came Dr Nene and SHe flew away with him to USA. I was shell shocked but consolation was that even M.F.Hussain and other of his genre and my types are all equally deprived"BHAWARON NE KHILAYA PHOOL, PHOOL KO LE GAYA RAJ KUNWAR".
But the question that persisted in my mind was that why she preffed Dr Nene?????
The answer i could figure out was he is a doctor... so i also appeared in Pre medical entrance test(PMET) and got a seat in medical college and now i am also a doc.
My second tryst with love was Actress Kajol but here again i was beaten along with SRK by ciggrette smoking angry young man Ajay devgan. Me started smoking after this although occasionally and SRK has to go through the agony of making a six pack abdomen and shed his chooclate boy image to match Devgans..
This time i wrote the love letter on a plan white paper with same" lovingly yours" ending but left it undelivered.
Then next came Arundati Roy the" godess of small things", impressed by her leanings for poor and needy i wrote a letter to her also but having seen her on TV using F***k word against Supreme court judgement and releasing that why she godess of Only small things; the letter i wrote is still lying in the now notorious blue bag. But in the process i also formed a sangrash samiti for poor and needy and FOSLA (Frustated one sided lovers association) for myself and alike.
My friends who knew my adventures with pen suggested that from now on i should not keep the letters with me but rather deliver them to the addressed party. so i again started writing a new letter to ....... guess who???
Deepika padukone, the beautiful actress of the just to be released movie "OM SHANTI OM" and my old friend and foe SRK. Deepika is gorgeous, has an "oomph" factor as my friends say and is" totta" as my friend varun says. So i wrote a a very good letter of proposal for her but with the same ending "lovingly yours"..
Yesterday morning as i woke up and switched on my TV for morning news i heard that..................................Dhoni is asking about Deepika a lot these days. Having old failures and insecurity in my mind i thought that now i cannot become a captain of indian team and win a world cup and also my balding scalp is no match for his beautiful long hair and also his godfather is famous Yogi baba Ramdev while i am nobody's Godson. so unwillingly and with deep regret i thought of not delivering the love letter.
But, the self within me continued to probe me and pose me questions which were difficult to answer,and so i decided to write a final LOVe letter and which i again concluded as "LOVINGLY YOURS" but with the difference that it started with the heading "TO WHOM IT MAY CONCERN"
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During my college days in my medical college, i made lot of friends some all weather some fair weather friends, some whisky friends and some risky friends. This was the time that when i used to on cloud nine and everything i did made some sense. I was known in my hostel as the "Vox Populi" i.e Voice of people as i used to raise and highlight the issues close to students hearts daringly and uncensored in front of the authorities to be but also i had a presence in almost all my friends love letters as i used to write them for them for a nominal price of few shots of beer and related favours.
All these creative idiosyncracies helped my friends to gain the favour of their beloved and help me and my gang to enjoy things we seldom could afford so occasionally.My belief used to be that i will live in people thoughts rather than in the body whom one sheds after few years of existence on this rangli duniya, and i was never wrong as smiles on my friends faces whose proposals used to get accepted and whose lives became lovely due to my letters which they use to pass as their own's.
The commonality amongst all the letters was that they use to end with the addressing " LOVINGLY YOURS". Having written so many varied love letters for different types of girls and that too assuming myself to be their lover or beloved, it carried a stigma as i have everytime go through the whole cycle of joy when the proposal letter used to get accepted and later on releasing that i am not the one who have the physical presence in the relationship........
From the adolescent years, i had strong admiration for hindi film actress Madhuri Dikshit. I liked the way she danced ,laughed and all her mannerisms;in short i was infatuated with her. When Mr M.F. hussain painted and courted her, i planned to join bajrang dal people in protest but then my friends assured my that oldie is only good for painting work and nothing else. My infatuation slowly turned to love and during the breezing age of 18, i wrote an undelivered letter to her proposing with the ending as" lovingly yours". This letter i thought i would personally give to Madhuri so i wrote it on pink paper etc and kept it with me only in my blue bag.. but as the fate would have it ;in her life came Dr Nene and SHe flew away with him to USA. I was shell shocked but consolation was that even M.F.Hussain and other of his genre and my types are all equally deprived"BHAWARON NE KHILAYA PHOOL, PHOOL KO LE GAYA RAJ KUNWAR".
But the question that persisted in my mind was that why she preffed Dr Nene?????
The answer i could figure out was he is a doctor... so i also appeared in Pre medical entrance test(PMET) and got a seat in medical college and now i am also a doc.
My second tryst with love was Actress Kajol but here again i was beaten along with SRK by ciggrette smoking angry young man Ajay devgan. Me started smoking after this although occasionally and SRK has to go through the agony of making a six pack abdomen and shed his chooclate boy image to match Devgans..
This time i wrote the love letter on a plan white paper with same" lovingly yours" ending but left it undelivered.
Then next came Arundati Roy the" godess of small things", impressed by her leanings for poor and needy i wrote a letter to her also but having seen her on TV using F***k word against Supreme court judgement and releasing that why she godess of Only small things; the letter i wrote is still lying in the now notorious blue bag. But in the process i also formed a sangrash samiti for poor and needy and FOSLA (Frustated one sided lovers association) for myself and alike.
My friends who knew my adventures with pen suggested that from now on i should not keep the letters with me but rather deliver them to the addressed party. so i again started writing a new letter to ....... guess who???
Deepika padukone, the beautiful actress of the just to be released movie "OM SHANTI OM" and my old friend and foe SRK. Deepika is gorgeous, has an "oomph" factor as my friends say and is" totta" as my friend varun says. So i wrote a a very good letter of proposal for her but with the same ending "lovingly yours"..
Yesterday morning as i woke up and switched on my TV for morning news i heard that..................................Dhoni is asking about Deepika a lot these days. Having old failures and insecurity in my mind i thought that now i cannot become a captain of indian team and win a world cup and also my balding scalp is no match for his beautiful long hair and also his godfather is famous Yogi baba Ramdev while i am nobody's Godson. so unwillingly and with deep regret i thought of not delivering the love letter.
But, the self within me continued to probe me and pose me questions which were difficult to answer,and so i decided to write a final LOVe letter and which i again concluded as "LOVINGLY YOURS" but with the difference that it started with the heading "TO WHOM IT MAY CONCERN"
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