Antics of a man – 2

Today I was going through my Antics of a man – 1 post I wrote on the blog and couldn’t believe it’s going to be almost an year when I last wrote it. Time does fly like a witch with a broomstick. And even thought time did fly and things did change, Bigshot fortunately or unfortunately hasn’t changed a bit. He still bites his nails religiously and I go around collecting them from tables, carpets and my hair. He still loves his food more than anything in this world, he still watches videos and interviews of people who have become a crucial part in our day-to-day lives now. I also have him geeking around his home office every single day and zoning out completely. A lot of you have asked me why I call him Bigshot in the blog instead of Vinod or V as I call him usually. He is not a V for me in this blog, for me he is a Big Shot which is the definition for a guy who thinks he is the ultimate shit or the most important person in the planet. He does not put that vibe around me and definitely not with anybody else but the first time I met him I felt like I was going to be wasting precious time of an affluential person. He was in fact very reserved for a tiny guy that I couldn’t help but feel the need to call him Bigshot here. And it stuck, so meh.

Although the jokes he says have become a little less sophisticated from the past one year, I mean, I do genuinely want to laugh at his jokes but when he cracks jokes like “Let’s go quickly, like Quaker Oats” it becomes a little too much for my brain and body to digest. Not to forget the fights have become increasingly less formal, before he was fast enough to say sorry or thank you but now it has turned into a strong pat on my shoulder which literally makes me move forward an inch from my original position or a drastic kiss on the cheeks which irritates my skin, thanks to his stubble. But when we fight, which is almost always about me having a problem with something he did or did not do, I need some space. Like a lot of space to cool my tiny brain and dissect about the whole thing from the other person’s perspective. But I never get the chance to even think about it because he will be there, standing behind me, poking on my shoulders for me to go back to being okay immediately and for the love of god, if I don’t become okay immediately that is when Big Shot becomes Big Hulk and the whole table turns the other way round. And I can literally see the transition from Bruce Banner to the formation of Hulk in a 20 seconds frame and that is when he starts destroying the world around him into bits and if you are not going to run then that’s a bad choice on your part. Once he calms down after the massacre in around 5 minutes, he will look around at the mess he had created in shock only to look me into my eye with a pleading tone and say “what did I do?”. Okay maybe the whole thing is a bit too amplified but you get the gist of it.

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