How is it going to be if we bump into our ex-boyfriends/girlfriends?
Is it thrilling, nice, happy or worst to have experienced. We talk, talk so
much about how well we have moved on from our past but have we really? I would
not like to take the credit from those who really made an attempt to let go and
find themselves at best place now. It seems certain they had valid points to quit.
My best friend says he hates to hear unnecessary details from his ex-girlfriend
( in his mind; I have tolerated enough of your likes and dislikes , time to
concentrate on mine).
When you think of
it now, life then was like a food served from best of chef and to try something
different, with all the right/”let’s try this” ingredients he invented a bad
dish!
I think like we categorize food, I can as well relate the
kinds to group of people who have or tried moving on!!!!
Veg “Ball” Manchurian:
They like it simple, just one dish and round. Life for them is one big circle.
The obvious group of people who conveniently fell in love thinking this would
be simple and then marriage, which of course did not happen. When they meet
their exes while shopping in a huge super market and you are carrying your baby
in one hand and groceries on the other, You truly want to drop everything down,
all that you are holding!!!! Or hide your kid!!!! But since you guys like veg
“ball” Manchurian you will exchange some haayeees and baaayees , “long time
where were you ???. See you later some time we will surely catch up “. This
again never happens. Whole drive home they relive their past and sudden one
slap on your cheek, yeah your baby boy saying appa/ amma…. . Not that they like
it this way they are bored/ indolent to give it a try. They still remember
her/his favorite restaurant and every time you visit this only restaurant
“accidentally”/”purposefully” (Phut[sound of music])!!!! Comes the slap. They
never can or maybe want to move on , they like to tread on the same path.
Andra “Spicy” Biryani:
They like it with all kinds of masalas, pungent, obnoxious, intolerant spices. The
“I dumped her/him crowd”. Most confident, unreasonably proud set of humans.
When they wanted it , it was the battle they won but when they lost him/her it
was a defeat or failure . None of the biryanis they have tasted, consumed for
months now seems spicier. When you happen to meet her/him clearly in one of the
Nandini restaurants you know for the fact you have to behave (insane fake act)
of being “happiest” . You are relishing every spoon of this dish, you are
mouthful and she/he walking towards you , you want to puke this out or choke to
death as clueless/extremely delighted you seem she/he says “hi” How have you
been?, By the way this is my fiance!
You swallow the food in the mouth and the fact you just
heard then say “congratzzz”. She/he leaves, you turn to your friend and say
after such long time I had amazing biryani today. I never really liked him/her
anyway!!!!!.
Our all-time favorite “Masala
Dosa”: Right set of mass who truly made
an attempt to move on , with certain reasons and over the time have accepted it
was only for good and now they see why because there is more room for masala
dosas anytime , anywhere. Set of people who have always admired the art of food
making , preparations and loved the aroma of masala dosa. Typically, I mean
they loved, there was indeed happiness somewhere although it failed that still
did not kill their purpose to continue to lead a blissful life with or without.
Rarest of all existence!!!! Somewhere you are appreciating the idea of having
one more Masala Dosa and your ex walks in to the counter to order , you say hi
and she/he says hi and you get lost in the thoughts of how awesomely you would
relish the dosa. While your much awaited dosa is being made you talk about here
and there stuffs. And you take your only best, needed friend dosa for now, bid goodbye.
Now the remarkable part is your ex-boyfriend/girl friend is gawking at you
abusing her/his fate why did I say goodbye to him/her. With this chutney this
dosa becomes even yummier….
Sometimes I do feel we all like bumping into our ex-boyfriend/girlfriend accidentally or hunt them down just to let them know how happily one have
survived. All our tastes changes, routine, likes changes over the time. We all
move on consciously, forcefully but love for anything new never really changes.
I used to like my biryani much spicy but now I have started to eat it with less
spice or adjust it with raitha!!!!
Love
Megz
