LOVE .. DEATH

I am entering into the blogging world after 4 weeks of hectic and fun trip to Paris. This is a second guest post of my blog. It was written by siva who is a doctor and has a vivid sense of humor. Siva, has become a close companion in a very short period of time due to the fact that I enjoy his blah blah.. i.e Writing. He had FINALLY completed his MBBS and now doing his intern. I love what he writes and this story is something I hope you will all like. Siva writes @ My Experience with me 

He n Anamika got married recently n as usual they loved each other

for a brief period before marriage..

He s a civil Eng in a leading construction company n she a

program writer with rich father .She was unique - this unique doesnt

mean what all gals use in social networking sites profile in "about me" ..

she was really unique , bcos she

had BPD [ Bipolar disorder] (a form of psychiatric illness ppl with this ,

go to their extremes of mood either happy or sad ,btw they r normal ,

u cant easily diagnose them as most persons reading this blog r like that!! ) ..

And she was diagnosed early when she got her first depression n maniac

episodes after mother's death n

doctors assured her its very mild n she can lead a normal life with her drugs.

They were true she was quite normal after that n only once she got the

maniac form of elated mood thats when he proposed her ..

Like any other lover during love with a rich man's daughter

he dint mind about her illness n told her u r normal, only these docs r

confusing u to get few bucks from u .. she felt happy for him .
CHAPTER - I
He was starting his car from construction site to pick her from

office , he hated his job with dust n noise .. but she loved her office with all

forms of luxury n pleasant room spray ..

IN CAR

He : Hi ! good evening ..

She: gud evening.. u smell like a sheep :)

He : oh.. n u smell like n whore ..;)

she : ya.. i;m a whore to one man ..

IN HALL

He tries to give a instant hug but she resists with a smile n enters kitchen

.. it happens everytime n he curses himself " y these gals change after a yr

of marriage n becomes more professional even in bed "

DURING DINNER

Their conversation was mostly around their respective firms development n

movement of shares in stock exchange .. neither of them was looking into eyes,

during love when they had dinner the room fills with laughter n they had smiles

before each spoon of food n both used to compliment each other.. everything

has changed after marriage..

IN BEDROOM

After taking her tablet she checks the prescription for review date with the

doctor n files it back.. He always get irritated with her mr.perfect behavior of

filing things n even scold without knowing its going to save his life.. Like other

routine things making love also happens ,just happens within a time to make

two maggi noodles ..

though neither of them get satisfied they were too egoistical to mention it or

ask more.. Next day

Sun comes out n their routine continues as schedule ..


CHAPTER - II

one day she has to return home earlier... when she comes home n opens

bedroom door , she sees everything normal in the room .. her husband , two

pillows, teddy bear , a water Jug Except an extra 5' 7" feet

creature curling along with her husband in bed .

CHAPTER - III

She made a call to her father ... then she died .

Autopsy Report : suicide , cause of death - opening up veins in bath tub.

CHAPTER - IV

Her father "U killed her, bloody basterd, i dint like u from the start "

He "U r getting too hysterical ,what happened s an unfortunate event n

am feeling sad for u n ur daughter , but dont blame me, i think its bcos of

her condition ..."

Her father "Shut up !! all these days u dint mind about that (BPD) n argued

that she s normal , now to save ur skin u r playing ur cards"

He "Dont use strong words sir .. i find no fault in me, ok let me be open

with u .. i agree i loved her, but i was never satisfied with

her n found soon after marriage that

she can never satisfy me , but i never want to leave her for that reason n so

i found my own way of satisfying myself ..its very normal..think sir.. when u dont

like or bored with homemade food dont u go to hotel or get a parcel of hotel

food to home ..which s precisely what i did :) "

Her Father "I ve never seen such a smooth talking basterd like u in my life ,

i'm going to court of law "

He "ofcourse sir.."

CHAPTER - V

The court was centered around an as usual unenthusiastic n grumpy judge

with no ears for emotions ..

Her Father - This man pushed her to end her life..this must

not be taken as suicide , its a homicide ..

JUDGE - [ after verifying the neatly aligned her prescription files from first visit

of doctor ] was she a known psychiatric patient ?

Her Father - Its irrelevant to case sir ..this man's adultery caused my

daughter's Life ..

JUDGE - was she under treatment for BPD ?

Her Father - Lord ..but this man pushed her to ..

JUDGE [irritatingly]
- was she a patient with bipolardisorder ,under

treatment n do u agree these prescription in files belongs

to her n do u know her psychiatric illness before ..? say yes or no!!

Her Father - YES !!

JUDGE - Case dismissed .

* THE END *

P.s:

Q1- Do u agree with the judgment?

Q2- Do u think He is innocent ?

Q3- Do u believe her cause of death s due to her BPD alone ?

Things men always wanted to tell women….

This being the first guest post on my blog, I thank SIDDHESH from SID-O-SCOPE. We, bloggers, call him Sid. He is the funny man of the blogger world. He is one of the most optimistic creatures that were ever born in the world. He writes for the passion and Fame. Sid, Thank you for giving this post on time. : P

Long time ago when God created first man, he knew nothing… he learned roaring from the lion,
he learned hunting from the tiger, he learned puffing his chest from the gorillas… God watched in pride his accomplishment and was fairly pleased with his creation… created the first woman who came inbuilt with all the powers, the man took ages to master. So the next time the man decided to roar…well…

So like now Raji asked me to open those things which men have been trying to trying to speak up for like…ages, with not sound effect.
Now as a personal note, remember its not me, it the whole male population, don't blame the messenger, blame the message. Ok, still want to kill me? I am going down bury myself in sand and hide. 

Now take a deep breath and read the list until I run away from here.
1. No, I will not meet your sister's husband's sister-in-law's husband's sister over lunch. (or any other relative for that matter, and I won't keep a track of what exactly is their relation with you or me)
2. No, I am NOT upset with you. NOR, am I NOT in love with you. India just lost the match last evening and I do not want to talk about it… like ever. (This is true)
3. I am drinking to forget the last match which India lost. (Don't ask me again)
4. I cannot remember the birthdays of your family and friends, no and I do NOT remember the day we met, NOR am I interested in celebrating our Weekiversary (what the hell does it mean btw?), monthliversary (ok, seriously!!!!)
5. For God sake, the rear wear mirror of your car is NOT supposed to be used to check if your hair, lipstick, makeup and traffic red-light is definitely NOT a place to do it. (And no I am not honking my horn for last minute because you are pretty, drive on)
6. No, you do not look fat in this dress, you look fat in ALL your clothes. (Fatness is irrespective of the clothes)
7. No, I was NOT looking at you, I AM looking at the chocolate in your hand. (Ok, this is an excuse, I was looking at you, but 
its not eve teasing, you are pretty and you know it…bhaav mat kha and yes I want that chocolate, I am hungry)
8.  No, it is not cute, that I carry your BAGS all the way across mall, while you PRAISE I am so sweet. (And it is also not cute that you talk to your friends how I carry your bag, while I am still there)
9. No, your Scooty is NOT a good place to sit in the middle of the road, chatting with a friend, who is sitting on her scooty, about your college days during rush hour. (and middle of the street does not sound good meeting place either)
10. I cannot read your mind, please speak. (I am a normal human being)
A note, I am simply a messenger, don't blame me. I did not say the things, I said above.
Disclaimer: The whole thing is written in good faith and in only meant for fun. It has no relationship with any person, group of persons or totally anyone.