by Monojit Lahiri May 1 2024, 12:00 am Estimated Reading Time: 2 mins, 50 secs

Monojit Lahiri hilariously recounts the rollercoaster ride of being an IPL victim, with the husband as the culprit in this uproarious saga.

Picture it: a whirlwind romance straight out of a Bollywood blockbuster, with Akash Kohli playing the part of the relentless romantic hero. Simran Sharma found herself swept off her feet by his grand gestures and irresistible charm, while her friends cheered on, convinced they were witnessing a real-life DDLJ remake. Little did she know, she was about to embark on a rollercoaster ride of love, laughter, and cricket-induced chaos!

Akash was relentless in his pursuit of Simran, not just a charmer, but more like Shah Rukh Khan on steroids! He showered her with flowers, chocolates, and compliments, leaving her friends convinced they were living in a real-life DDLJ remake. With all the romantic antics, kneeling and serenading, Akash was unstoppable, like a runaway train of affection...or maybe just a tad overwhelming!

He didn’t stop at winning over Simran and her friends; he had his sights set on her unsuspecting family. From sweet-talking Dadi to charming her kid sister and mom, he had them eating out of his hand. With custom jokes and anecdotes, he had them wrapped around his finger, leaving poor Dad with no choice but to surrender. Dadi, Mom, and Sis were all in, declaring him the undisputed Jamai Raja of the century!

And just like that, Simran Sharma became Simran Kohli at the tender age of 22, with Akash ticking all the boxes: young, wealthy, traditional, and devilishly handsome with dimples to boot. What more could a girl ask for, right? But then came the dreaded IPL, turning their blissful marital journey into a cricket-induced nightmare!

Suddenly, the loving, attentive husband vanished, replaced by a cricket-crazed stranger. Glued to the TV, oblivious to the world, Akash went from cuddles to cricket commentary in record time.

Simran watched in horror as her once passionate husband became a cricket zombie, barely touching her conti-dishes (because who needs dal-roti when there's cricket drama?) and shouting cricket jargon in his sleep. Forget romance; the only action happening in bed was Akash dreaming of LBWs and catches!
Amidst the chaos of cricket fever, Simran couldn't help but wonder if she had inadvertently married a cricket encyclopaedia disguised as a husband. Gone were the days of sweet nothings whispered in her ear; now, it was all about LBWs, sixes, and googlies. She half-expected him to start commentating their dinner conversations, complete with slow-motion replays of her culinary skills. As she watched him fervently debate with his friends about match strategies, she couldn't help but wonder if she should start calling him "Coach" instead of "Honey." Oh, the perils of being married to a cricket fanatic!

Now, Simran counts down the days until the end of May when she hopes her Kohli returns to his senses and their marriage returns to its pre-IPL glory. Until then, she's left praying to the cricket gods for a swift end to the madness. O GOD, indeed!

Simran clings to the hope that her husband will emerge from his cricket-induced trance, returning to the loving, attentive man she married. With a mix of anticipation and dread, she counts down the days until the madness subsides, longing for the return of their blissful marital bliss. Here's hoping the cricket fever fades, and her Kohli comes back to sweep her off her feet once again!

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