Ugly pink shirt guy...

Yesterday was a day of disasters n absolute irritation ... once again folks started wid their raga of "meet a boy" ..didnt want to spoil my mood so went ahead wid what they said...

And my-my what a circus bunch dey were... antyji & bahu wanted to c me first and if ( pls note "if') they like find me ok ( i.e eyes, hand, legs, ears all in place & to ensure that i dont resemble an alien) only then the son would come. After the initial helloji & namstey, finally sat in one of the coffee shops ( which by the way had loads of yummy stuff to eat.. planning to go back again for that)... 5mts down da line da stupid ( MBA qualified ) bahu calls the boy to come ...Finally DA man comes .. in a pink teeee ( all wid prints n stuff) standing only 4ft tall( atleast dats how tall he looked from up here)..... his fingers had chuky rings n had a whole lot of moli tied on his hand.. how gawar (!) ... n uskey kalley, ghaney baal is sure worth a mention.. like he hadn't taken a hair cut for eon's...the enthu cutlet autnyji said"beta if u want to talk seprately pls do" ..everyone sitting in dat place was wid deir friends and all n here i was stuk wid an ugly pinky who didnt want to talk at all... atleast if he was gud luking it wouldn't have been so torturous ..I quickly finished my ice tea and asked for da bill ( during which my dad managed to fall n sprain his ankle as well).

D day went from bad to worse wid dad falling n spraining his ankle ... n today he is sitting wid a big swollen foot.. Now atleast I can tell him "c da guy is unluky for us.. u met him once n u injured urself so badly" ..

hhmmm... y du i have to bear wid such losser's when i know someone out dere is made for me ..whose heart wud fit mine just right... Hope he finds me soon cause i think i am loosing myself...