Monday, January 18, 2021

16 THINGS HORROR FLICKS HAVE TAUGHT ME: The Clichés

 Here ‘GED’ stands for Ghosts, Evils and Demons

  1. The favourite room of GED is bedroom. The favourite colour of the bedsheet is white.
  2. Bathroom mirror is their favourite mirror anywhere in the world.
  3. GED’s favourite hair colour is black and most desired hair style is straight long hair. No one really wants bald girls.
  4. Whatever it is, don’t ever wake up if it is 3 0’clock AM.
  5. You will survive the whips of GED if you are the funny one in your group.
  6. It is always good to have a car with a super strong window glass.
  7. GED might attack you when you are bathing but never when you are farting.
  8. GED might come out from television, laptop or mobile phones but never from gadgets having Apple’s logo, why? Because, Apple does not sponsor stupid movies.
  9. It is always good to carry things which have religious significance. The bigger the better.
  10. The network of your phone might just go off. Hence, carry Jio, Airtel, BSNL, Vodafone&Idea SIM card. In short, it's good to be the consumer of all the available telecom service providers, if you are going to a strange new place.
  11. At the end of the day, the theory of existence of GED wins over scientific reasoning. The skeptic stares with his/her eyes wide open as the lady in the white gown does moonwalk on the wall with her head turned 360 degrees.
  12. Animal(s) or bird(s) is/are the first one(s) to be killed. Either falling from the roof or dying without a reason. Poor creatures!
  13. GED does not mind possessing someone even if that someone is making love. Privacy please!
  14. Nothing explains the cause-effect relation phenomena better than horror movies. Every horror movie has a past story. 
  15. Horror movies are the perfect reason why BGM is important (The importance of Background Music in creating chills).
  16. Lastly, it taught me the golden rule - Whatever it is, don’t ever look back. Run to save your life, doesn’t matter whether you are in sneakers, high heels or bare foot, just run!!!

Thursday, January 14, 2021

NOT ON FACEBOOK ANYMORE: my top statuses from 2013-2017

 PART TWO


In the year 2015, 2016 & 2017 these were my top Facebook statuses


2015

LOVE IS NOT LOVE WHICH ALTERS WHEN IT ALTERATION FINDS!

Mister, I am in love with you. I am aware of the refugee crisis, I know the price of onion has jumped up in India, I know that US presidential election is next year; I know that a friend of mine is planning to settle down. There are many atheists is the world and secularism gives us the liberty to enjoy all the holidays a religion can bring. I know that people invest money to lose weight and pregnancy pills are not that effective. There is global warming, pollution and ailments. I know there are rampant extra marital affairs and monogamy is expensive than divorce. I know these and many more… So what was I saying? Oh, yeah, I am in love with you.

 

When two upcoming writers part-ways aka breakup this is what one party has to say-

“He thinks he is a writer, that too a writer of 1920s era. His whole persona is ‘writer’. But his writing — I mean, I’m no great writer myself, but it is f*** terrible. I can tolerate the most boring, cliché, and regular love-y dove-y shit but I puke half a kilo of world’s rotten tomatoes whenever I read his wrinkle in the underwear kind of writing, camouflaged, baked, wrapped and sealed under the brand of ‘political-satire’. And every time he writes a new blog post, he puts it on his Facebook. And what make it worse is he gets like 5-10 likes from all his friends and alleged girlfriends on it, like they were all on a free distribution queue! He thinks he is too intelligent, a certified bookworm but let me tell you, he is the dumbest braggist, he thinks Nicaragua is in Africa, lol, it is in Central America. And someone please go and tell him that UN does not have a capital, but Headquarter.”

P.S. I have never dated a writer so it does not concern anyone; it is just a figment of my imagination. But I already feel sorry for the man who will date and break up with me.

 

In an attempt to kick the wall, and not being falsely accused of ‘gender-biasness’, I bring the male version of ‘When two upcoming writers part-ways aka breakup this is what one party has to say’ Part 2

“She thinks she is a writer, that too a ‘feminist’ writer. But she does not know A about feminism- she said ‘Second Sex’ is an award winning record by Enrique Iglesias, what crap! If I comment on her weight she accuses me for making sexist remarks, and if she mocks at my short height, which she does six days a week, then it is healthy criticism. She bitches about all the women, especially those who are beautiful, and every second woman is more beautiful than her, so she is like a 24 x7 channel which telecasts beauty pageant and bitching together. Instead of respecting the decision of ‘unmarried woman’, she calls them ‘f*** retard’. For her smart women are big time show-offs. She once said that billionaires are the greatest gift to women. She has so much of hots for European man specifically from eastern part that any man with tonsil problem can call her up, talk, and she will faint at that accent which she cannot even understand. And someone please go and tell her that I thank her for the nights when she made me sleep in the lawn, it was like revisiting my Boy Scout days.’


2016

She made him fall in love all over again

He promised himself never to fall in love again, but she was like the finger inside the butt of an old man having a hard time shitting. And we all know how it feels, we all have been there, the tip is the most painful, but once we gently pull out the finger, the shit comes out like a hurricane, then we are at ease and our stomach is all set for another meal. He was stubborn, but she was the cure to his stubbornness. 

 

AS THE CLOCK STRUCK

3.00 am- On my mind, too early to greet you, ‘Good morning!’

6.00 am- On my mind, not a good time to ask, ‘Are you still on the bed?’

9.00 am- On my mind, have you put on your seatbelt?

12 pm- On my mind, is your lunch nutritious?

15.00 pm- On my mind, don’t you feel like taking a siesta?

18.00 pm- On my mind, I am home, are you stuck in the traffic?

21.00 pm- On my mind, the dinner was great, how was yours?

00.00 am- On my mind, I have just finished reading a nice book. Are you still working? Is your coffee still warm? Why don’t you take rest?

00.05 am- On my mind, good night!

*I am too shy to say it loud, but I do care.

 2017

Pointicles to Myself on My Birthday!

      You are getting old, but how does it matter. A gold is a gold irrespective of age.

     You are not the most beautiful woman in this world, you are number second, so stay humble.

     Let your hunger and thirst for knowledge never run out. Even if you win Noble Prize under one of the three categories- Literature, Economics and Peace, remember you have so much to learn. Yeah, Noble Prize is highly political anyway, nothing to do with your brains.

     Be kind to everyone, even your enemies. Enemies because they will inspire you in sketching the characters of the antagonists in your novels.

    When friends get married, don’t be worried. They have found their soul mate for themselves, you haven’t, and that’s enough of a good reason for them to be married.

    Don’t burst your head thinking about employment, remember, you have a backup plan ready? The plan is- to be the keynote speaker in seminars/ conferences/ workshops under the theme, ‘How to Love and Reloved: Recycling Love in 21st Century AD.’ Gosh! You’ll have a PhD, people will take you seriously.

     Your family is your greatest support system; don’t ever bring mighty undetectable virus to crash it down.

     Bloodline does not always define who your family is, hence, treat your friends with love and loyalty, but trust only few, remember Brutus and Caesar.

     You are not a bad person, and that’s exactly the reason why SBI has been wishing you on your birthday for the last five years.

     Always be thankful for what you have. There are people in this world who does not have water to drink, food to eat, roof to sleep under or is breathing their last breath.

     Pray and stay happy!


UNTITLED

1. Why I don’t believe in the bullshit called couple’s sun sign compatibility?

I am a Gemini woman, Libra men are supposed to be the best match for me. Once, this Libra man made a super sexist remark, he had to run in his boxer shorts because I chased him half the Lodi road with broken bottle in my hand.

 

2. Some women take their husband’s surname (Demi Moore).

Some women keep two surnames (Aishwarya Rai Bachchan).

Some women goes on using her surname even after marriage (Ellen DeGeneres).

 

 

 

 

 

 


 

 

Wednesday, January 13, 2021

NOT ON FACEBOOK ANYMORE: my top statuses from 2013-2017

PART ONE

In the year 2013 &2014, these were my top Facebook statuses


To the Lucky Ones: Valentine’s Day Special

As the festive season does the swing, write a little note of endearment; show it to the one you love then see the reaction. If critical-know where you are heading. If indifferent- know whom you have chosen. If over sentimental-know whom you have to handle. If brutally honest-know whom you have to bear. If you get a compliment- know how to take it, with kisses and hugs. But, if the words in the note turns into a song, then remember in some corner of the world a woman is damn envious of you, and that woman is me.

P.S: You don’t need a Rock Star to make you feel lucky.

 

When that spark is not for you

You know how my Dad got my Mom? By impressing her with his witty cuts and sharp humour- a talent I have so loyally inherited. But, these days, men are more into cutting wrists (worse case is slitting throats) with sharp tools. Is it really necessary to be with the person we love, to have and to hold? I have my own share of unrequited love, I feel sad, but guess what? When I see him with the person he loves the most and with whom he knows he will be forever happy, I feel happy too. And, in that moment of realisation I give him away with pure sisterly love. Obviously, if he cannot be my saiyan then at least he can be my bhaiya.

 

4 DATING RULES OF MINE

      Never go out with someone chosen by my mother, she does not know anything about sex appeal. My father has a good choice though.

      Never go out with someone chosen by my female friends. If that man was 'out of the world good' then they should have kept him for themselves. No doubt they are good and generous but obviously they are not Mother Teresa.

      Never go out with someone chosen by my male friends. Apart from some light bromance, they tend to be easy on their friend. I mean, if I say, “He stinks!” Then the reply will be, “But he is a good man.”

       Never go out with someone suggested by my relatives. I was so mean to them; they might just take revenge on me by choosing the wrong guy for me.

 

P.S: Point no 2, 3, 4 can be taken in good humour but I am serious about Point No.1

 

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  • For a decade, I was trained how to sit while wearing a skirt, although none of it were freaking short. However, with the introduction of boxer shorts, guys too need a lesson in the ‘art of sitting’.  Some weeks ago @ 10 am, with a hairdo like a morning monster, I went to dhaba for breakfast. A lad of no more than 25 years was having his tea; totally unaware that the caricature of angry bird was being exhibited by his parted legs. The only thing I wanted that hour was my grandpa’s slingshot.

  •    I like the thing called X-factor. It makes me look at the person who is wearing a simple white T-shirt than the one who is using Apple gadgets. 

 

 2014

 

ARAY YAAR, HEIGHTS!

What’s wrong with my fantastically romantically caring friends? If I go to Chandigarh they are like, “Met any hunks?” if I go to Dehra Dun, “Met any hunks?” and when I am in Kolkata still the same question, “Met any hunks?”

Friends, my research is not on “Debating which Capital City of India has the highest population of hunks.” Phew!

 

MARRIAGE PROPOSAL OF THE YEAR

A guy whose profile picture is of Dev Anand, I won’t be mentioning his name for propriety sake, inbox me these lines,

Miss Longkumer, I am a great fan of yours. I love your writing so much that I want to marry you. After marriage you don’t have to do any conventional role of a wife. I will cook, cleaning and washing too is my duty. You just have to write and write, as I know writing is your passion. I hope you will consider my proposal.

I replied, ‘Hi handsome, I don’t mind marrying you. Since your name and profile picture does not suggest that you are a Jewish Banker so straight away let’s talk about your salary and the size of your house. If your house is far from the noise of the city, full of greens and blues and if you earn more than 5 lakhs per month after reduction of taxes, then, yes I will be willing to wear the diamond ring which I believe will be the size of Taj Mahal.’

Two months has gone but I have not got any reply from him. Guess he is planning to rob a bank.

 

JUST A PAVILION

In absolute modesty and honesty, all I wanted was a man who brings a cup of coffee while I am typing and who surprises me with his tender glance every time I wake up, of course with book in his hand<books like Development as Freedom, A Short History of Time and my very own Magic Quill etc, not pornographic magazine, okay>. But listen to this, in my whole years of cordial existence the only person who brought coffee for me was my family’s aged helper< every time I requested for coffee he reacted as if I have ordered him to build a pyramid. Anyway, the mug smelt of onion, effect of cheap dishwashing liquid>. And the only person who looked at me with glance, warning glance, was my mother, shouting, “Wake up! A lazy woman is a ticket to nowhere.”

 

*Guys, after reading this if you gift me a coffee-maker then you did not understand the status at all, nonetheless you are a genius*

 

      MENTAL ATTITUDE

Case 1: 434, 123, 535, 103, 832, 993

What do they have in common?

They all have 3 in them.

Now,

Case 2: 234, 567, 999, 089, 765, 494

What do they have in common?

None of them have 1 in it.

Case 1 was easier than Case 2, which means it is easier to pick the presence then the absence, and if I have to interpret then I could love to interpret this way, absence makes the heart go fonder but in the process do not vanish yourself that your absence is not acknowledged at all.

 

THEORY OF CROSS-CONNECTION: Cosmic distortion

Remember the landline times? It was partly fun- partly annoying to get cross-connections hai na.  Sometimes it happens in life too, you want to convey a message to someone and it get delivered to the least deserving recipient, the target is somewhere but the arrow hits somewhere else. Boys, in school days how did you feel when you aimed and threw a chana at a girl but due to cosmic distortion it poked the girl next to her who with her thick unbranded out of fashion reading glasses smiled at you with braces cheering your bravery? I grew up too and as single non-dating researcher, I got a tiny crush on someone but that someone has a friend aka his bodyguard who thinks I have hots for him. For my crush I usually give away my smile but my smiles are heavily returned by the wrong number. If Shakespeare was alive then with all his Elizabethan formula could have loved this cosmic distortion. Anyway, before hanging up the cross-connection, we say, ‘Sorry, wrong number,’ so in my case I better say, ‘Oye, side hero, you are cool but I like your friend’s andaz more.’

 

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1. Shrill!

Blood of the victims,

Sweat of the poor,

Tears of the neglected,

Pee of the miserable haves,

Does anyone even care that this world has a pathetic drainage system, so something has to be done for the excessive metaphorical liquid pouring out from the paradoxical jars?

 

2.Though you are far,

But, the more I breathe,

The more I find you near me

The more I find you near me,

The more I become pregnant with inspiration.

 

 

 

 

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