Meri Lizy Ka Swyamvar-The chosen one wins!!


It`s high time for the infamous 'Lizy on my wall' to clinch the spotlight by the scruff of the neck and bathe all over with it.For those who wrest their beliefs on the fact that i push the fictitious lizard in the picture in my blogs just to create symbolic impressions and digressions ,here it will show how the lizy manages to grab all the spotlight all by herself.Lizy,in some metaphorical sense,signifies my life events and the milieu around.Only while digging too fathomly deep into my senti tirades,i manage to put my animal glasses on and then i am able to recuperate with the truth beside me.

This is that mystery of life which would have remained forever if the rains were not on the peak and flies and then--->

I am at ease with creepy creatures around but a triad is a little hard on my nerves.As those 2 darker male lizards( my biology knowledge or common sensical theories of behaviour prior to mating made me assume they were males) worked their asses off to get my lizy to mate with them,my fairer lizy,like a young she in prime of her beauty turned too hard to please.Only stalking her around on my newly painted walls was now out since after 3 days of trials and hard work ,the odds of laying himself over their prize seemed too dubious for the either.They had to do that extra to sway the lady.

I'm counting roses and diamond rings out of the equation.Though seemingly quite close to size zero,our lady ate much.A rainfly or 2 which that half-tailed bruiser body brought were just starters.Yeah,i am being a spoiler here but it was biggest fly that would get the queen.

My eyes motionless,stared at the grand finale of this precarious tale when that daredevil,smaller one took to that heavenly leap where he gathered superlizy guts and dived across the room all the way down to the floor to grab that grasshopper.I swear in my life,i've never seen such hilarious act,not even on TV.The act was awe-striking. Superliz conquered the queen as she ferociously devoured her gift,and our macho had to be subsequently ejected out of the vicinty ,because the duo demanded private space.

Lesson --> The slumber full of fantasies will always be soothing and tickling,but you have to raise a hand and proclaim 'i am the chosen one'.
Growing in a middle class faily,money was always a fantasy.No, i never intended being on any list,but a rolls royce,a mansion with sprawling lawns and a jacuzzi was always on my list.So, what next?? Go pro, Go IIT!!!With my friends cajoling me into inactivity with the soothsaying that being an IITian i will one day play in crores but with the dwindling pay packages,an Armani in office and a Tommy shorts in bathroom seem distant.

Still,no BIJLI BOMB can crack a hard nut ,but this lizy ka swyamvar made me rethink....I had to deal heavy and hefty to dig the gold,otherwise dust is all that i ll have to settle for!!

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