Monday, July 23, 2007

Cupid Strikes the ME!

Readers, non-readers, aliens, other kind of species who know how to operate a computer, here is a request: Please, and I repeat, Puhleez, bear with this post of mine. Request you to read the enitre post no matter how disgusting or how repulsive it is, no matter how faggy it appears, no matter how obviously cliched it might sound, kindly devote some of your valuable time and read this to the last bit, for, I am sure, many of you or atleast some of you might have experienced something similar, something wonderful, something magical.

I have always believed in the fact that there is someone, somewhere in the whole wide world, who is made for you and just you. Someone, with whom you'd love to spend the rest of your life, however short it might be. Someone, whose mere presence would raise your spirits. Someone, of whom, you simply cannot have enough. Someone, who makes you feel happy, secure and appreciated.

There comes a time in life, when you have to choose. Choose between that special someone and the rest of the world. You will be envied by some, admired by others when you are seen with this special someone. And no matter how tough it might be, you'd be ready to do anything, I mean, anything and everything, to be with this special someone.

In short, it means that you are in LOVE with that special person. Having said this, I hereby announce to the world and am proud to do so: I AM IN LOVE.

Realization struck me as I began to exhibit certain strange tendencies, like blabbering nonsense, muttering incoherently when I'm with my sweetheart. My heart beat quickens, my mind goes blank, hands go numb every time I see this person. I feel a pang of jealousy if I see any another person with this person, an urge to rip that person's heart and feed it to the dogs. I'd go to any extent, resort to any extreme means to reach out to this person. It has become a quest, a quest to the point of obsession to make this special person mine. When I look into the eyes of the person in question, I realize the true meaning of life. Life is the person, that person is life.

Although I am deeply in love with this person, my feelings haven't been reciprocated. I feel lost at times, depressed at other times and I always have this feeling that this person shall never be mine. I have been trying to fight a losing battle within my heart. The sane part of me, tells me that I should forget about this person and get on with life. The other part of me tells me that I should pursue my heart's desire, for, there is nothing else that matters to me.

Folks, I've uploaded this post just to reach out and seek help from all those who have loved, loved and lost. Could you please help me get out this state of madness? Could you suggest a remedy to cure me of this illness? Could you help me to unite with my sweetheart? If yes, please find the attached picture(s) of my sweetheart:



You can either transfer the same to my bank account or give it to me in person. It's all up to your convenience. The various caps or slabs that can be transferred can be obtained from one of my previous posts: Money Matters (Most)

24 comments:

karthik said...

Magas super suspense!!! Actually I thought for a moment that you were refering to "George Micheal"...

Raghavendra said...

I will comment again after reading [:)]

dharmu said...

bro, why do you do this to us???

Shariq said...

shame on you bhargav....u should not think like this about your friend shariq's love interest....i will forgive you provided you leave my love ( read : lots and lots of cash) into my bank account with all due respect....I am seriously angered by this post...and awaiting apology through my bank statement...

Ann M said...

what the...!!
there wil come a day when u will actually fall in love, and when u write about it ppl might think preeti/swetha/shobha is the currency of some strange country..!

Karthik said...

maga neenu serious agi shetra jatilo gujju gala jatilo hutbekithu. You share the same and the only love interests that these people have. As it is they cant love their wives(you know how they look :))

Shailesh said...

*THIS IS COMING IN A RED ENVELOPE!! *
baddi magane!! I called two more ppl around me to read this "cupid strike" posted on net... And one of them being a 'firangi'- enjoyed it to the core!! ( likea hindi thriller )
Well on the otherhand I missed out a big treat from you, which actually meant you had to share your love-interest...
Take my word, share your "love", you will get lot of blessings... ;)

Dev said...

Holy Crap!!

You flipped for Mahatma Gandhi??

Please spare the departed atleast :-)

Sriram Rajagopal said...

dude... i think she is the best ever.. you cant get enough of her.. you wont mind if she gets fatter with time... just one question.. do you mind if i get to sleep with her once in a while???

Bhargav said...

@Karthik: George Michael, it could be, if he is ready to cough up the cash i've mentioned in money matters(most)

@Raghavendra: Awaiting your second comment

@Dharmu: Why am I doing what to you?

@Shariq: .|... is all I have to say to you

@Ann: Preeti/Swetha/Shobha will have to first read my post on Money Matters (most) :)

@Karthik: It is still the ok. I can still procure a fake certificate. Max 100 bucks.

@Shailesh: The Howler exploded. :)Am glad to be of some entertainment to some firangi. And no sharing of love, finders keepers,..Losers weepers.

@Dev: Mahatma Gandhi - nope, Mahatma Gandhi on a green piece of paper - yep

@Sriram: I'll personally see to it that you've got nothin to do with her.. :)

Nisha said...

this is not BLOGGING... its called BEGGING !!! ;-)
I thought you were confessing about Hari since i always felt that MS was not ur kind or vice-versa.But, am glad you have fallen out of love with your only sweetheart till date - anything that can be eaten! No.. not Hari.

God made man, man made money,money and men made bhargav mad !

Raghavendra said...

ee dabba blog-ge comment beka buddy magane?

Hogli nija helu, who is that? kalla,
must be male right?

kd said...

"God made man, man made money,money and men made bhargav mad !"

AWESOME..
just lost all that i thought i would write after i read that one..

..
and ya aNN's idea (@ TEA Time) was better.
should have put the link there.. and kept ppl wondering(till their slow net connections got the page).. who the poor . unlucky .. girl/boy is

Hari Krishnan said...

Dude..Sweet.. One warning pointer though..I have seen tots of these "perverts" oogling at your sweetheart..Be-aware dude..

Sac said...

I knew from line 1 that it wasnt a girlfriend u were talking about..
Fact that I happened to see the 100 rupee note as soon as I saw the title,only made it worse..:)

So the "suspense" dint remain..
Anyway even for people who dint happen to see the note,it wasnt rocket science to figure out cos the blade was a little too excess at the outset..

Novel idea,not so novel outcome..
Naaice try...

svk312 said...

Hmmm... I have been thinking what to write about this one... After -----ism and v-l--nism ... now there is moneyism...... you are gone Bhargav... seriously high time you settle down.....and seriously what flow the time I started I knew that you had read "Harry Potter" recently and that told me go to the end and find the person..... you should have kept it secret till the next blog atleast as Ekkkkta doess...... :)

How do we know said...

Ah! The old culprit. Who has not lost his/her heart to his villian, only to regret it later?

But very nicely written post!

Bhargav said...

@Nisha: Me is very sorry ma'am (in the Eric Cartman tone), that me asked you to comment.. :) Blogging or begging, it doesn't matter, if the cash reaches the destination... Btw, there is a linker error..It aint me 'n' Hari... 'tis Kunta 'n' Hari.. :)

@NR Bhat: If you consider Mahatma gandhiji on a sheet of paper to be of masculine gender then there you go... It's a him...Else, it is a her..

@Kaushal: Yeah..even me thought saame... should've given a link.. Btw, another compilation error...It aint a poor unlucky girl/boy.. 'Tis a RICH unlucky girl/boy.

@Hari: Yeah..I've got to be careful of these lecherous traitors...you'll never know who's gonna stab you and when...

@Sac: Which is why I reiterate, do not and I repeat do not, read my blog from bottom to top... It is meant to be read from top to bottom.. :)

@SVK: You too guessed it??? (guessed that the blade was too much for anyone's liking??) I guess I must change strategies now.. And speaking of marriage, I'm fine with it as long as the cash arrives side by side...

@How do we know: Regret it later??? Naah...Never... And thanks for the complement.. :)

Bhargav said...

@enigmafan: Though you commented to this post in the previous one, that's ok...The important part is that u commented...
Anywayz, wat made you think tat the incorrigible bhargav had changed???

Krishnan said...

Krishnan said..
hey bhargav.. nice reading it..way to go!btw i thought u wre being paid quite well for the time pass u do(i supp, i e presuming)most of the time...:)

jjjjjjj said...

Hmmmm had a cursory glance at your farcical love story. Not bad for a person who wanted to become a scientist. Alumni at school we were. Now, almost strangers yet related as a clique of apostates in love with the same monster.

Mr Cybernetics did it again. Gotcha must be his first word.

Jog your memory a little my friend and watch them skeletons come out of the closet to remind us of a dispensation so overrated and so forgotten.

Final word. I sure do appreciate your modesty in going after the 100 than a 1000.

coroner.john@gmail.com

Vijaya K said...

LOL :-)))
btw, why not Rs. 1,000 note?

Atul said...

baga... it seems u hv already made a hell lot of enemies for her (count me in d list)

pallavi said...

watttt...u're in love with a 100 rupee note!!!! common...i think u can do better than this...and surely hope better than this...wish u luck:)