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Arnav Singh Raizaada here, with a public image of one who is suave, sophisticated , ruthless and an uncompromising businessman
That was then, now I am seen as this smirking, quirky eyed, eyebrow raising, unshaven , unkempt unwashed man who has altered to an unrecognisable level
This doe eyed beauty with a hundred watt smile, fair of face and a lush and curvaceous body has captured and captivated me
Now one would think this would induce me to spruce myself and smarten up instead of looking like tramp in a suit living in a carboard box out on the streets
Moving on swiftly cutting a long story short, I am on a date with my lady love
I hear her first before I see her
I spot this vision of utter divine gorgeousness standing in front of me
Tongue tied at this loveliness I stare, smirk , look at her from her tip of her toes to the top of her head.
Yikes I am going to shoot her hairdresser!
Give me my gun
I stand there without a word, no compliments, no husky hi, not a word
Instead my usual bored nonchalant attitude( what attitude, you may well ask ) is at the forefront
God these viewers , what do they want from me?
Blood out of a stone?
Gentlemanly duties calls as I pull the chair out for my darling
The silly little idiot jumps up and becomes a lady and pulls out the chair for me!
All I have to say is ...OKAY...
Must remember to buy my corporate magnate's wife a book on Etiquette
Let me skip over the dinner
Let me dive straight onto the champagne scene
This is an Italian establishment ( forgive me ( Annie the ghostwriter) watched it in thundering silence) called Purple Orchid.
Really?
Not Zucherro, Bella Italia nor Mamamia?
Hmmm
Patrons pop the champagne cork themselves?
Really?
My darling wife had a special arrangement with the waiter to attend to such trivialities when I am supposed to wine and dine her? Pre-arranged? Aaah the Wonder Woman
What was the waiter being paid for?
The dinner comes to end not without its dramas and no drive home with my lovely wife's hands held captive in mine?
No attempts at yet again another failed kiss?
What?
Really?
I know I am boring as hell and bored as hell but surely I could rise to the occassion and once again peform the laboriously tedious and boring smirking, quirky, eyebrow raising heart wrenching bosom heaving ( this will be Khushi of course) nerve shattering romantic scene
I shall be tucked up in bed dreaming of my first date, Khushi the beauty, Khushi the lady who pulled the chair out for me, Khushi the waitress who popped the champagne cork into someone's soup, Khushi the hiccupping darling
Sighhh
P-E-R-F-E-C-T-O
Bellissimma
Uno bella donna
Cricket
Jodha Akbar
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