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It’s just Birthday luck….

Thursday, December 29, 2011

Call me lucky and I’ll agree. Wholeheartedly. Because I’m committed to a man who is out-of-this-world head-in-the-clouds romantic. (Good thing he’s tall, so his feet can also touch the ground). But my parents don’t know about this yet; I have still not got the right moment to break it to them. And according to my horoscope in about six newspapers and four magazines, that moment is unlikely to come for the next few years.
Anyway, call me lucky again because my birthday last year was one of those very lucky days.
At the stroke of midnight I was in bed, phone in hand, waiting for Prince Charming to call and wish me. And as you know, a watched pot….. never rings (quoted by Monica in FRIENDS). Twenty minutes into my special day and the call never came. Just as those tears were ready to sneak out and party, he called, and answered my “Hello” with “What?? I can’t hear you!! There’s no network in your room.. come to your balcony…”
Of course I obeyed. I walked over to the balcony. Looked down on impulse, and there he was! With a rose in hand!! And a tiny box tied to it. !!!

While I stood there staring at him he slowly stepped up the gate, then on the wall next to it and pulled himself up. The next second he was in my balcony, kneeling, holding a rose and a beautiful ring.
As luck would have it, my Dad had chosen the exact same moment to sleepily get out of bed and get a glass of water. In the kitchen. Which is right next to the balcony. Oops!

So we’re standing there in the balcony, (my guy still kneeling), all speechless, and I realized that Dad is still a little sleepy. Quickly I turned to my guy and started singing “Main tumse kahungi.. is baat to agar tum, zara aur saja ke keh de.. toh achcha hota……..!!” did I act like Preity Zinta does while singing these lines in Lakshya? Of course I did! Anything to make my dad believe he’s dreaming! 

My boyfriend also joined in, “agarrr mai kahuuu……………..” lucky for me, Dad had seen this movie on TV just a few days back. He blinked, turned and went into the kitchen for water. In a span of those precious two minutes, I took the ring, said “yes!”, closed the balcony door and ran back to my room. The Hero jumped down, started his bike and rode off.
Next morning when I woke up Dad was sipping his coffee. He wished me Happy Birthday, stared at my face for an extra few seconds and went back to his coffee, deep in thought. When he got up to get the newspaper I thought I heard him muttering “Strange dreams…!”
Ufff!! Lucky me!!     

(this post is written for the "Sets you on Fire" contest on Indiblogger.) 


Kanthu said...

Until I read the Preity Zinta act I thot u were telling us ur story..;-)
Nice one.

Shruthi said...

Heehee :D you'll never know... ;)

Sujatha Sathya said...

interesting Shruthi. nice comeback post. loong time.
good luck with the contest

rickesh alias ricky said...

nice one..!!

muthiah sriram said...

nice ..very nice!!

Bindu Juneja said...

Short and sweet!

Farila said...

Nice concept for the blog post.. Your dad is a funny man. LOL

phatichar said...

Is this eerie or what????

You just fast-forwarded my life, girl... (me sleep-walking in the kitchen, my daughter's boyfriend proposing...etc, etc, and some more hilarious etcs...)


vasumathi ramachandra said...

Is it true?
I know you got a new ring.

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