You know what I mean...

Yeah the bells rang, they rang hard enough, we thought! After 2 months, I mean after that luxurious trip to the land of Kiwis, reality started kicking in. Well you may relate it to any of those well played scenes by SRK and Rani from “Chalte Chalte” or to the comic strips of “Hum Tum” or you may find philosophical reasons to argue that men and women are from different planets, any ways, is it a thumb rule that men and women speak no same language? It is little dumb (with a B), I thought just to accept defeat that way. Communication, I believe in those esteemed universities is taught to stamp such trivia in its implementation.

“Well guess what? BITE MY…” said Sri frustrated, and he continued “Communication…ye? I told her 4 weeks back about this game!” letting his steam out and gulping his cup of Chai.

A telephone ring I thought could distract and calm him a little, but I guess Sri’s rambling was written in Richa’s horoscope for today. Smiling at her fortune, I answered the phone call and gleefully said “Hello, who is there?” My sad, mouse-trapped expression could be the only normal reaction to my own fortune.

It is Priya on the phone saying something I could not quite understand but I heard a series of questions in no particular order” Who thinks a stupid football game is more important than his wife? Who cares if he gives me a month’s notice? Does my health give me prior notice to fall sick?” She confirms that I was still there on the phone”hear this out…” I had to say with my entire fake-enthusiastic accent “what is it?” Not that my response mattered to Priya, she continued “he had the nerve to say, it is just a headache! just a headache!! Trust me Vamsee, these guys are pigs…” while I continued to hear out Priya, I couldn’t escape to hear what Sri was out pouring to Richa.

“Who needs a 24 hour beck ’n call service for just a head ache?” Without looking at Richa who buried her face by then in her hands showing least interest, Sri continued “She even had the guts to say that I am never attentive to her needs…If I am not, who else is?”

Richa looked back at Sri with a tiresome expression, hoping to be on the fine line between not being rude and not encouraging Sri to ramble more. Sri totally oblivious to such expressions continued “Can you imagine, Richa? All that I asked was few hours of Game time…is it so bad to ask?”

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Why is it that when She wants to have a romantic candle light dinner, He wishes to have the TV on as well? Why is it that He has to wait in the car for hours while She gets her nails done? Well, this or many other versions of such arguments you have had or heard of, isn’t there a common dictionary/thesaurus that men and women share? Nah-huh! Not one of the below kinds ;-)