Pages

Follow by Email

Total Pageviews

Saturday, July 25, 2015

TALE 30

Unslept for months she tried to believe that her marriage was working
Lame faith on fate however rotten it may be she held tightly to the rags that hung 
And society's conditioning to make it work somehow and anyhow made her desperate to cling on... 
Well, her husband seemed uninterested in anything but professional success and took everything for granted...
He had no expectations from personal life except a home to come back to for dinner and sleep...
This clarity made him a happy man...
Isn't it great that some people have such limited existence essentials that they make near to perfect current century city humans...!!!
Relationship, health, entertainment, rest, hobbies, relaxation all were DePrioritised by him...
He was a corporate God...
She was soft at heart sensitive and emotional...
This worked wonderfully for her as a creative professional but totally worked against her in her personal life....
With no dreamy unrealistic expectations from marriage all she wanted was communication and nothing else which she unfortunately rarely got...
She was an educated talented part time working woman with an independent work zone... She was quite happy with her profession...
She desperately wanted to get out of this rut n breathe fresh...
Hated the staleness...
Tried at her own level...
Lost weight, got a makeover, stayed impeccable and attractive...
Nothing helped...
How she wished she was not married...
But as woman who was afraid of singledom after years of a secured marital status, she thought that a known devil was better than unknown devil
Hence opted to stay put...
But it was eating her bit by bit...
PseudoGlorified commitment enraged her she doubted his integrity and wasn't a bit sure of hers...
Had she got out of the commitment she would have a myriad of struggles and would ve lost the contact of their only son...
Because she wouldn't take him... She knew she wasn't the type who would work extra hard to raise her son as a single mom...
So she stamped herself as a coward and stuck to the arrangement accepting everything
She is still in the marriage hoping for a miracle...
And many such stories keep going on in mega cities and small towns...
Real not imagined...
‪#‎notsotinytales‬
- Prajakta Sathe.

TALE 29

She was a Neophiliac
She knew that about herself
Easily bored with routine 
She kept her options open 
And her outlook broad
She freelanced... Of course
And excelled in whatever she got into...
She left her parents house as soon as she gained the confidence about her financial independence 
Found herself a pretty decent apartment near the seafront 
Decorated it with awesome aesthetic sensibility creating cosy nooks n corners of blissful comfort
A tastefully done up home with things that she fancied and picked up from all over the world
The decor kept changing every few months
She d pack her bags any time n leave her home for a backpacking trip near nature
Sometimes the sea, at times the forests, seldom trips to the mountains n a few to the valleys... Deserts pyramids and tombs fascinated her the most...
She kept changing her priorities...
From travelling to friends to shopping , earning money, spending it on family or going in for a meditation retreat...
No day was same...ever...
Dressed to please no one but herself, one could find her dazzling in an evening gown, dapper in a formal skirt suit, gypsy skirts with hoops in her ears or the LBD with killer stilettoes and yet again in an ethnic nine yards with the nose pin et all...
She was the spice in her life...
From atrocious street food experiments to eating at 5 star cruises she had got it all covered in 35 years of her lifetime...
She never got into a serious relationship for the fear of monotony 
He of age 30 was a 9 to 5 government employed clerk who stayed in a chawl in a single room with his brother his wife and kid 
He travelled to work by train...
He knew he was an absolute mediocre with extremely ordinary ambitions of a suburban one BHK flat a working wife who can support him financially and a child or two according to their financial status
A vacation within India every alternate year and a yearly visit to their family deity made him happy...
He wished for his children to be educated with merits.
His dreams about kids were purely academic and job oriented...
He loved his set pattern of living and any change made him off his hoof...
He felt out of place if there was any change around...
Long sleeved pastel 'gents' colored shirts and dark colored tailored 'pants' was his dress code for life
Bata for shoes and Cambridge for clothes VIP for bags was his formula of power dressing...
He was a vegetarian by birth and he believed to keep it so...
He aspired to marry a graduate girl within his subcaste and blushed at the thoughts of honeymoon...
He had started to meet prospective brides to be for an arranged marriage...
They had no chances of meeting under any circumstances otherwise However they still happened to sleep in beds placed side by side in a blood donation camp.
She donated blood that day on a whim...
He donated out of his routine yearly plan of blood donation that he stuck to since he was 18... 
She was restless throughout
He was calm
They did not speak while at it...
They came out of the camp together... 
Just when she lost her balance...
He took hold of her...
Carried her back made her have another cup of tea n biscuits
They got talking...
She was incidentally travelling to town for a story telling session with an NGO near his office
She gave him a lift...
Impressed by her driving skills and her plush car he loved the feel of Air conditioned car perfume and the ambience that African beats playing on her stereo created against the backdrop of sweat covered pulsating mumbai traffic...
They were amused by each others life 
So much so that for the first time ever he dared give out his own no.when she asked for it...
They kept in touch...
Ocassionally met for some tea and brun maska at the iranis or for some moccha at a café
They imbibed some of each others life nuggets getting surprised at every meet 
They thoroughly loved to talk with each other and chatted for hours about the contrasts that they saw...
No... They did not fall for each other...
They became close friends...
Both of them glad for donating blood that day...
They found each other as strong supports 
The story ends here...
He is happily married 
She is still rocking it on her front
They don't get to meet that often given his settled status and EMI pressure of the suburban flat home loan.
His wife has been introduced to her and being from a background that she is finds their friendship unsettling and abnormal...
Even if they don't meet for months,
they have a fond place in each others heart 
A place which only they can understand...
Friends for life...
‪#‎notsotinytales‬
- Prajakta Sathe

Thursday, July 23, 2015

TALE 28

She bend over and pulled up his sock lost in a pile of clothes n sheets n quietly hand it over to him
Thanks he muttered and hurriedly wore his shoes leaving the house
Uff when were these pillow covers changed last she thought in her mind...
Diligently cleared the room up
Dusted the furniture changed the upholstery
Put off everything for laundry...
She put the books in place
Alphabetical or topic wise she wondered...
She was curious about the topics though...
Books on dogs, architecture and a few coffee table books on films...
CD's so many of them...all over the living room...
Tissues beneath the dining table and half a slice of leftover pizza with a soda can...
Hmmm... This mess couldn't be cleared with a vacuum cleaner...
She took a garbage bag and started the clean up mission
Room by room she tackled his lackluster lifestyle with patience...
Kitchen...Fridge...mission impossible she thought...
Half eaten icecream tubs... Expired bottles of ketchup and mayo...
Blunders of bachelor life...
After about three hours of living room and kitchen she went to his wardrobe...
Should I open it or not she wondered...
It was almost open any which ways...
A gentle push and the whole bundle of used unused folded crumpled menswear fell over her...
With no option she tackled the cupboard for another 45 mins
Clean sheets
watered plants
Spotless tiles
Shinning flooring
Vacuumed carpet
Fresh curtains towels
Clutter free fridge
Arranged kitchen
Super tidy wardrobe
Folded laundry
Three tubs of washed for ironing, for washing, and for dry clean clothes...
This now looks somewhat like a house...
Not yet a home she said...
Went down got a few groceries
Fresh fruits veggies n some bread...
Carnations for the living room
Roses for the bedroom...
Refills for the hand wash and room fresheners
Amazing she said aloud as she lit a lamp in front of the altar...
Home sweet home...
By that time it was evening...
The bell rang... Must be him...
She had already freshened up pretty...
Hi... Said he...
Food... Coffee... And yes... Dinner is ready...
Wow...! He said trying to come close to her for a hug...
No thanks she said... But many thanks!!!
For letting me know the kind of person you are...
Its so evidently reflected in your house...
Look around now... This is how I am...
You would say that then we are a perfect match...
I d complete your lacking and you'd complete mine...
But I m not just this... I m much more than that...
I can clean and clean well... But I can do n number of other things too...
I don't think I can live with a drifter like you...
One who can't manage the place he lives, cannot manage prioritise and compartmentalise his life...
Hence Good bye Mr.Would Be...
Matrimonial sites should feature lifestyles of prospective grooms too!
Intellectually professionally religion wise we might be compatible...
But our philosophies don't match...
She left as quietly as she came...
Thanking her stars...
‪#‎notsotinytale‬
- Prajakta Sathe.

TALE 27

She needs to cry every 10 to 12 days
That's a routine... Let her cry
If you stop her then you've had it
Don't ask her questions while she is letting it all out...
Just be there...
Don't hug her on your own...
She ll hug you if n when she wants while her sobbing episode lasts...
She ll be a lot better after this
Her mood will be back to a good high within the next one hour
Relaxed and positive she ll give you the most logical solutions to anything that you ask her...
No don't make out after this...
She d prefer to cuddle on cry days
She d b most likely to seek action in bed on her most stressed days...
Make sure you are available on those...
She doesn't like to cuddle post the post stress intimacy
Be prepared to sleep with your pillow since she sleeps the minute you'll are done
Also... Don't bother to remember the birthdays anniversaries...
She ll make sure she reminds you for one full month that they occur in...
But if u wish her one day early or late... You are gone...
She hates badly made tea and don't dare to offer to make one if you aren't a pro
Its best to leave her to her chai, just give her company and enjoy the tea
She does make worlds most awesome tea ever
Also she ll ask you for a compliment when she thinks she looks pretty
Be kind enough to oblige
Saves us a lot of trouble to fish for occasions then...
She hates jeans on herself but loves men wearing jeans so don't force her to match outfits...
Or she'll embarrass you death by coaxing you to wear matching maxi gowns to bed
If you watch her chick flicks she'll happily accompany you to your action war films
She loves sci fi movies, no I m not joking she totally got Inception Matrix etc...do not judge her
She gives a great head massage but likes getting a foot massage for herself...
So you give some to get some...
Also she likes being on her own at times but hates to be left by herself sometimes...
The secret weapon is ASK...
Use your mouth...
Everytime... Literally...
She hates sports don't nag her to watch it...
She loves music, she won't bother u to tag along... She has her friends watch it with her
She has a good taste in everything,
Well yes in almost everything unless you like to eat cookie dough more than cookies...
She loves pets and kids
Make sure you get her either one of of them or one at a time
Both pets n kids together can turn her from a calm princess to a screaming witch...
She has crushes but she'll admit them to you,
No need to be possessive , she won't ditch you... Ever...
If you ever cheat on her even in your dream... Do not hide it...
Be sure you tell her...
She ll listen smile n forget...
If you don't tell her n she finds out...
Then duh... Welcome to my club...
Goodluck dude!
Life's going to be a roller coaster
Call me anytime
XOXO
- Yours truely,
The Ex-husband...
‪#‎notsotinytale‬
- Prajakta Sathe

TALE 26

They met, unexpected, random...
It was destined that they would meet...
She hadn't been in love for a long time
She was a compulsive lover
By then he knew he would never be in love ever
He was over love for love and had settled into loneliness
She had the power of expression at her disposal which she was well aware of
He on the other hand had the power of experience
She thought she lacked focus
He thought he had vision
They were naturally attracted to each other
They spent enough energies with each other to know how they were
Together and otherwise
Life had come to a standstill
With no real adventure for her she kept expressing through mediums
He kept thinking of the time he had lost and kept free wheeling with life
They wanted to live together
But understood that they carried different sensibilities
Though what they wanted from each other was similar,
What they wanted from life was way too different
What they derived from this stint in each others lives was far more than actuals
Pain and power both...
Vibrational compatibility would have made it last but it wasn't there
They were from different worlds...
His gypsyness shook hands with her cohesion...
They stayed connected at heart but bid farewell in reality
Not all things are meant for everyone
‪#‎notsotinytales‬
- Prajakta Sathe.

Tuesday, July 21, 2015

TALE 25

Soha typed hastily on her I phone 
I ll be late keep the keys at the reception
She got a reply OKAY
She smiled...
Knowing that everyone would be either be gone by the time she reaches or would be sleeping,
This made her sigh with relief...
She was the only child of a high profile socialite couple who partied hard, clubbed or threw bashes at their own terrace attached floor at Juhu
She drove back to her boyfriend Sid
for staying over that night...
Sid from Delhi, son of an owner of a MNC
Sid stayed alone in Mumbai freelancing as a model...
With no real ambition in life he was living the life of his dreams...
Money, glamour, intoxication, girlfriend/s...
Soha was illegally driving at 17 and with the permission of her parents...
She reached his house
The door was ajar...
He was over the phone...
She wanted to surprise him so walked in quietly...
"She gave in long back" he said...
"Its a quick fix pact now...I can call her anytime and she is here in minutes...She thinks this is love", he said...
And He was not talking about her...
But about another common friend of theirs Rhea...
She got surprised but not shocked...
She laughed to herself as she quietly walked back...
Called up Rhea..."Rhe, honey I ve been missing you... Can I come over??? We can go out for a drive or maybe crash at my place!"
Rhea was the daughter of a yester year film actress born out of wedlock...
Raised by a single mom she had both money and sympathy at her disposal...
"Yes of course sweetheart, I ve been thinking about you all day long", said Rhea...
Soha drove straight to Rhea's place picked her up drove back to the former's house...
Pizza n beer... No grass today, they decided...
Sid decided to surprise Soha by dropping over at midnight...
He confidently rang the bell...
And we all know what he saw...
Not all of us need to be spoon fed...
Now what happened next... Is best left to our imagination...
GenX...
A story with character names...
‪#‎notsotinytales‬
- Prajakta Sathe.

TALE 24

She missed her usual AC bus 
She was saving up for her home...
Sulking for having to now look out for a rickshaw she felt bad
Bad for snoozing the alarm twice...
Just then he came running
I saw you missed the bus...
Are you going to Borivali?, he asked...
Yes she said...
If you don't mind I ll share the rickshaw with you... He suggested...
She felt better, oh yes...
They travelled from Thane to Borivali together that morning...
She saw him in her AC bus the next morning...
Gave him a familiar smile...
Coincidentally they took the same bus back...
This time sitting together...
They exchanged pleasantries
Information about each others jobs working hours job profile was shared...
Back home she finished her domestic chores, put the children to bed and waited for her husband to return...
On may way reaching in 45, messaged the husband...
She wanted to relax... 
Logging on to Facebook she randomly typed his name...
His profile pic had him with his wife and children...
She smiled looking at the happy picture...
Changed her profile pic into a recent photograph with herself kids n the husband...
Husband came...dinner was she served dinner...
Talks about children their exams extracurriculars and bills followed...
Ritualistic intimacy followed that night which happened to be out of habit and not passion...
Like most couples who ve been married for long, she thought about her marriage as she slept beside her already snoring husband...
Where was this heading?
Mechanical life... Maddening rush... Rat race... Loans... EMI's
Appraisals, performance, kids
In laws...customs traditions...
She suddenly felt out of place...
Felt choked...
In the days that followed she became friends with this travel buddy of hers...
They found out that both of them though well settled in their personal life had some kind of unsettlement...
Lack of zing, chemistry, excitement, spontaneity led to boredom...
They incidentally also found out that they had many common interests and would make great partners...
So they decided to take it up as a project...
They weren't in love but did things together that they loved...
Watched plays after work theatre being their common passion...
Went for weekend concerts...
They also met at each others houses to chat play scrabble and cook together...
They enrolled themselves for zumba classes...
Took up an indoor vertical garden project and helped each other...
They went for monsoon drives and trekked their way up random hills n mountains on city outskirts...
They called each other even at midnight and chatted for long hours...
They grew fond of each other...
Many of these things, their spouses knew...
Some things the spouses were kept off...
Fortunately the spouses were too busy with their own lives and wanted to relax as well...
They never hung out together with their families
They didn't want to...
They were special for each other...
At one point of time thoughts about love, intimacy did cross their minds...
They did go the physical way too...
But intimacy was just one aspect of their compatible equation...
He and she were happy in their marital set up...
Their spouses n kids were to precious to be called off...
They understood that they liked each other and loved their families...
They now had even happier spouses since they were now happy individually...
Hence the happiness vibe spread across their families...
If society allowed polygamy they would love to have second marriages...
It was their internal joke...
They dreamt of having a huge big happy family with his kids n wife, her kids n husband and their own children living together in one huge house that they would call A Happy Home...
Some things are good for dreaming...
Fantasising became satisfaction...
They are happy with each others company now...
Happily living dual lives of social norms laced with responsibility and attractive compatibility laced with romantic undertones... 
Complicated but so real...
‪#‎notsotinytales‬
- Prajakta Sathe.