MY FIRST BLOG--- Why girlfriends are similar to electricity and what are boyfriends like?

Hello world !! for the past many years I have been observing people writing blogs, reading blogs, discussing blogs, appreciating blogs and often cursing blogs. All this while I felt that one day even I’m going to have a blog of my own. Literally speaking, what lies behind this blog is not years of hard work or contemplation but years of procrastination. Now, all those who know me(my frenzz) might be thinking why I chose such a frivolous subject but all those who know me well enough(my gud frenzz ) will digest this without any pain or murmur. The only reason why I chose this topic is because I don’t want to discuss anything serious today. I’m in no mood to comment on cricket (even though Sehwagji has scored a masterful triple century today…), under no circumstances, I’m gonna discuss the sixth pay commission ( sorry Chidambaramji !! though it’s a commendable job!) and no, never…not even for dozens of Maggi packets, quintals of ice creams or a free ticket to Hawaii, I’m gonna talk about myself…(which most people do in their first blog…. PS--I’m not against it…)

Before, I start writing on the actual topic I have an important appeal to make.

“This piece of twaddle has been fabricated in an attempt to dodge an infinite array of boredom and fight against a force which is ubiquitously present when not needed but is never available when desperately required. It is popularly known as ‘time’. By no means should this effort of mine be seen as a gender biased bashing but it should be taken just as an arrow of humor shot into the darkness of leisure to kill time. Enjoy if you can!”

When I was in my college then like all other normal male homo sapiens even I had a craving for a girlfriend but call it lack of courage, care or chance, till now I’m single and happy! After joining an organization which produces electricity I have slowly developed a habit of thinking in terms of MW, KV and KWh i.e. electricity and its jargons. One day while talking to a good friend of mine (dangerously committed to a gal) on our favorite subject (probably the favorite of all men) I could sense that having a girl friend has some complexities of its own. After some brainstorming, to find out the reason behind the troubled pleasure this relationship offers I could find that there are so many striking similarities between electricity and girlfriend(s).
So here we go, according to me, some of the similarities between a girl friend and electricity are as follows-


1.) In India, DEMAND is Much Greater Than SUPPLY for both- a gal friend and electricity.
2.) Even a slight carelessness while handling any of them can give you a SHOCK.
3.) BILLS are a concern for both, honest customers and sincere boyfriends.
4.) With one you have BREAK DOWN and with other you have a BREAK UP, but both the situations can cause substantial darkness in life.
5.) Frequent fluctuations in VOLTAGE/MOOD have serious implications for users and household appliances.
6.) Often it has been found that those who don’t have them resort to illegal practices, to have one.
7.) Even today, in many Indian villages, having an electricity connection is as strange a concept as having a gal friend.
8.) Last and the MOST IMPORTANT of all-----
If handled with care, then both can potentially LIGHT UP the life of the possessor.

Well, these were a few similarities which I could think of. There may be many others. Most of you might be wondering now that if a girl friend is similar to electricity then what are boyfriends like. The answer to this stupid question is simple and even more stupid. I don’t think it is possible to draw an analogy between a boyfriend and any other object in this world. Nothing changes in temperament and behavior as frequently and fervently as a boyfriend. A boyfriend belongs to that class of species which never remains constant in its nature and attitude. He behaves like a fan giving soothing air to his beloved and always rotating on her head but within a few seconds he can become a heater of jealousy as soon as some other guy (call it a table fan) turns its head towards his gal friend. He tries to act cool like a refrigerator of emotions with noisy claims of maintaining calm in case of any emotional turmoil but as soon as a relationship crisis crosses his path he turns into a television telecasting all colors of an Ekta Kapoor melodrama. Finally, much to the dismay of his friends, he behaves like an ATM booth whenever dating his girl friend but becomes a “daan patra” (donation box) as soon as he meets his friends after that wonderfully ‘precious’ date.

I reckon I should stop now before readers turn sanguinary. Moreover, now my yawns are gradually increasing in amplitude probably signaling the arrival of yet another dreamy slumber. Thank you for bearing this post !!