Wikipedia, Please Marry Her!

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Hey friends! Been some time I crawled back into the blog, and truly missing Coffee, Smokes and Laughs not just online, but in my everyday life too. Now it doesn’t mean that I am going through too many ordeals or hassles, but was little occupied with my work commitments.

Today, I somehow decided that I should try to share few good laughs and make people a little more relaxed and rejuvenate their energy levels. One may wonder what I am up to that is making me so very busy. Actually, few friends of mine have already asked me the question, “Dude! Where have you lost these days? Working on Railway Budget?” All I had to say, No Dude, trying to fix my own budget that is extremely limited and live a luxurious life . Isn’t it funny, because the idea of living luxuriously in limited budgets itself is a mission impossible and if we make an effort to compare with something interesting, the thought sounds like, KRK taking over the place of SRK.

In all these confusing thoughts and plans, I randomly receive a call from a friend of mine and have exchanged few pleasantries, as it has really been long long time I heard from her. (Stop raising your eyebrows! She was like one of those good friends then).

Although, she is still, not very often we get time to talk. Anyway, coming to the core point, we discussed on so many topics related to our professions and in the midst of some serious brainstorming, she said those magical words, “I am planning to get married.” (Now stop making faces! I am already a married man.)

I appreciated her for the decision and was already making my plans on stealing some treat from her on this thought, but to my horror, I decided that I am definitely not going to get a treat from her anytime soon, at least, in the coming 2 years.

I would really be a happy guy to see my friend getting married, but come to think of it, the expectations have to rightly set. She had few hundreds of ideas about her dream man, but I am sure I can’t recall more than 5.

Her endless wish list reminds me of the memory games that we played during our school, where we were shown few bunch of things for a minute or two and then asked to write those list of things on a piece of paper without seeing it again. Yes friends, it was truly a state of such situation.

A little effort of share, beginning with the guy to be a 6 footer, (ironically, the girl stands hardly 5 feet, I really would be forced to doubt her romantic life), should speak at least 5 languages (marry an IVR), should be humorous (the circus business is almost dying, sorry no more clowns!), should have loads of money, (a robber?), he should be fashionable (Now what does that mean, wear the labels or wear something that is comfortable, anyway for whose comfort is also a question), knowledge on every little thing in this planet, (I doubt even Einstein had kept any track on everything in this planet).

I almost thought of saying, Hurrah! I found the right one for you! It is none other than Wikipedia. But again, how does it bother me, keep the phone aside and keep saying “Yeah” for every two minutes. Guess life is at peace.

My dear friend! I have a question for you! Who is the first human being to land on Moon?