Girl Arrives, Muse Disappears

Our editorial team is made up of diverse people sitting in various locations and connected through the umbilical of the Web. Most of us have different times as dictated bu our respective muses. We miss out on a lot of good stories and by the time we come up with an analysis, the story becomes cold. We have amongst our midst a prolific writer, who appeared to have had the pulse of the sorry junta who click on to our site in order to cheat on their boss of his slave-time, on their gf/bf to get away for a few by pretending to be in a meeting etc etc. But this veteran of our team shall remain anonymous because I do not want to rub salt ( iodised and non-iodised ) into his wounds. I sent the flight tickets and invited him over to Colaba and we spent the whole of Sunday and yesterday chatting about his apparent dry phase. I plied him with Single Malts and other potions that Getafix of the Asterix fame sent me from across the universe. Excerpts from our heart-to-heart blabberings:

Hey! Welcome to Colaba. Had a good flight?
Yeah,had a good fight.
Fight? With who?
My girl!
But you had sworn off girls, booze and cigarettes. You called them the vices who sucked away the vital juices. Who is this one, now?
This one is different, Maverick!
Huh? In what way? She is a woman, right? Got any thing extra?
She is sweet alright but she has put me in the dog-house right now ( Moan )
Dog-house? But why?
Her conditions are too many for me to handle. How can any one love somebody and is not allowed to show it? ( Trace of his famed anger which is but a pale shadow, now )
There are no conditions in love, dude!

Yeah! Me knows that, but how do I explain it to her? She doesnt want me to....Argh! Forget it! How's your love-life coming along?

Will tell you in a moment..tell me about these conditions of your girl. Its amazing that someone actually said yes, knowing you. HeHe
Well, I am allowed to call only once a day. No mushy-wushy SMSs'. And can visit her office once a month. No lunch dates but.

OMG! But you are known for your stupid SMSs' all over the world. In fact the previous one left you because your drool short-circuited her mobile!

There's more. ( Sniff )
More?
Yeah, more. I forgot to send her a pack of More, her favourite brand of ciggis. And now she has banned me from visiting her at home!! ( Wails )
And that one call per day, no?

Yeah, what about it?
That call is to be made only n the night when she is at her maike. And after 2 minutes, she says her people are around and let's talk tomorrow! Ha!
She is taming you, Neo. HeHeHe
In fact me is thinking of petitioning the Civil Supplies Department.
But what have they got to do with this?
They can increase the free quota of Love!

Dude, you are desperate, now! Just Chill. These are all the usual wiles to put you under her thumb. That's all.

Tell me something, Maverickji. How long did you stay in the dog-house?
Let me let you in on a secret, you poor soul!
What secret, Maverickji?

There are no exits from the dog-house. Once, you are in, you are in for life. Unless of-course you want to break free and hang from the tree and look at other kennels, enviously, for the rest of your sorry life! So, I am sending you back with fresh batteries and brand new laptop-bone. Start writing again, you dawg!

You know what she told me in Tamil?
Oh! She is from Tamilnadu, uh?
Yep and she told me not to wag my tail too much, else she will change the relationship status on Facebook.
These threats dont work with you isnt, it, Neo?
Not this time, Maverickji. Me is running scared. If I miss this one, its back to the real dog-house for me for good. OMG, you are recording all this?
Yes, this is for our Tuesday Interview with Love-Sick Puppies.
You are a bad one, Maverickji. What if she reads this?
You will get an extra bone for lunch, Neo, like us all! Welcome to the club.

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