Friday, December 27, 2013

New Year's Gift

“It is New Year’s tomorrow. And I still haven’t bought any gift for mom and dad! Hell what do I do?”
Riddhima had been planning for New Year’s since she was 10 years old but this year she failed do to so. 1st year in college and before vacation semester had left her with no time to hunt for gifts for her mom and dad. She had already spent more than two hours surfing different lanes and shops of Bandra. She also spent an hour earlier in some mall but found nothing and thought her new year’s doomed for sure this time until she saw a bunch of hippies near the ST. Andrews church only to realize they were college students sporting the very in “Stubble Look.” She remembered her mom mentioning to her - His clean shaven look bowled me over – when she had asked her Mom what was the first thing that attracted her to her father. And just then and there she knew what her New Year gift would be to her parents this year.
Next day when her parents were getting ready for the New Year’s Party, she walked into her parents’ room with her dad and her mom dropped her earring in surprise. Riddhima had made her dad shave off his French beard which he had been sporting for more than 4 months now and it looked more like some retro beard. The clean shaven look was her Mom’s gift she explained and her Mom’s twinkling eyes said it all. Later in the car her father asked her for his gift and Riddhima said – “I gifted you that lovely look on Mom’s face! What else do you want?”
Her parents smiled at each other and she went back to staring at the beautifully lit city feeling all proud of herself.

I was tagged by Priyanka Artiste for the contest.
I am tagging Priyanka Artiste and Uma  for the contest.

Saturday, December 14, 2013

The Three Musketeers

The three Musketeers were taking a stroll
When they noticed their new lad with a lady fair
The same lady they had saved for the league of black
And fumbled the words of love one after one
But the lady turned down all the gallant men
And laid her heart on this lad with no fame
Once the boy left his love, to see her next day
The company of three gathered in wonder around the girl
“What hath he that we hath not, dear lady!”
The sweet rose murmured with the red flushing cheeks
“He hath no stubble like you three don;
His clean shaven look bowled me over! Good Morn!”
The three stood flushed in their petty idiocy
While the lad had the lady, truly.

Old school bearded Men and Medieval gentlemen are totally out of fashion now. It is the era of Varun Dhawan and Ranbir Kapoor and not some "proud of stubble" Musketeers. So guys the earliest you let this sink in your grey cells the more ladies heart might yearn for just a glance by you guys else the young lad will claim all the roses in the garden and you would be left with the colourless green space to deal with...:P

 -Vaisakhi Mishra

Also I was tagged by Anmol   for the contest. 
I would like to tag HeenaTarun and Stephan in this post, for the contest.

Thursday, December 12, 2013

The Proposal

Will you be my Valentine
Was the very song tuned in my mind
I would ask my dear girlfriend out
And profess my love with a true shout

Dipped in shinny glass of wine
Was my symbol of love - platinum, fine
But all the love fizzed out in a beat
When her cold no gobbled up my passion's heat

"Had you not been waiting for this day
When i would propose to you in your dreamy way"
She replied with a sly and wary smile
I thought a gangster just asked me to be his bride

I stared at her with blank puppy eyes
She stood stern, her decision like frozen eyes.
I asked her to give me a satisfying reason
She handed me a small gift pack, a token for her treason

I opened the red shimmering pack of misery
To find a sleek blue razor and my weird beard tapestry
And all of a sudden it all made sense
And i stood there, ashamed, with a promise of penance

She smiled like an angel, telling me of love
"Come shaved again my loving dove"
Ask my hand with my parents around
And I will be yours, forever love bound

I posed in my calm, elegant demeanour
But knew my clean shaven look bowled her over
And so did i get my love after all
And learnt you need to shave if you need your girl!

-Vaisakhi Mishra

Also I was tagged by  Saravana for the contest. 
I would like to tag Ekta, Anmol and Ankit in this post, for the contest.

Wednesday, December 11, 2013

Shahrukh Khan's New Ad

Ek ladki thi dewani si,
Ek ladke pe woh marti thi,
Nazren jhuka ke, sharma ke, galion se guzarti thi,
Chori chori chupke chupke “ISHHAARE” diya karti thi,
Kuch kehna tha shayad us ko,
Jane kis se darti thi,
Jab bhi milti thi mujh se,
Mujh se poocha karti thi,
Kya tum aise hi rahoge jab tak hai jaan? 

There was a time when my stars shone brighter than Katrina's Lux skin. I was so awesome that heroines loved to share an intimate moment with me in movies. All I did was "Main hoon na" and I would be the "Baadshah" of there dreams.  

But then came a phase where I had two girls by my side but none with me. Not only did I get tired of asking my heroines "Kya pyaar karogi mujhse Jab tak hai Jaan?", my beloved audience thrashed me like they hardly recognized the innocent and handsome Rahul behind my shabby stubble. 

Anushka : "God, I hate that unclean stubble. The grass flower smells better.

Anushka : "Thank God, he didn't Kiss me with that prickly Stubble of his. Hell it hurts my forehead also!"

I had lost my charm. And then I realized....

Anushka : "Go take a bath, get a shave! Get rid of the stubble that reeks of Milk and Omelet. Smell as fresh as this dandelion else I am also leaving you!"
Shahrukh : "But I did have a Bath!"
Anushka : "No shave means No bath!"

Anushka : "Finally tujh mein rab dikhta hai!!! Now with mardo wali fairness creme do the promotion of some shaving gel as well!

So people Remember Shave karo Jab tak hai Jaan, ya na milegi koi ladki and rahoge tum single yunhi
Jab tak hai Jaan!

Also I was tagged by  Ekta Khetan for the contest. 
I would like to tag Uma, SaravanaEkta and Ankit in this post, for the contest.

Sunday, December 8, 2013

My McDreamy

Every time I try and kiss my love
I drown in thousand island marmalade
The scent of his breakfast wrinkles my nose
So now I join the P.A.S.S brigade!

He senses not my regular sarcasm
But takes my comments and guesses as affection
How on earth do I break his heart?
And criticize the stubble - his month long devotion.

Aye I am wolverine I love that thing
He chants of it every time this topic beams
Leopold gets the girl, wolverine - just woods
Get rid of your stubble, respect the shaving cream!

I gave up all hopes of getting across to him
And all of a sudden he surprised me
His clean shaven look bowled me over

Now that is my lover, my McDreamy.

-Vaisakhi Mishra

I would like to tag Varun Singh, Aayesha Hakim, Ekta Khetan, Stephen AK and Ankit in this post, for the contest.