recycling love

Marry me plzzzzzzzzzzzz !

2008-02-28T12:39:00.004+05:30

Here are actual profiles found on the matrimonial site 'Shaadi.com'. Well every one needs a fair chance to express their desires of the kind of life partner they need... So what if the expression is UNIQUE ...ha ha ha ha

Disclaimer: Read at your risk . I am not responsible if you forget your basic grammar after reading this post. he he he

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Hello To Viewers My Name is Sowmya , I am single i dont have male,Ifany one whant to marrie to me u can visite to my home. I am not a goodeducation but i working all field in bangalore .. if u like me uwelcome to my heart... when ever u whant to meet pls visit my residentor send u letter..Thanksyours Regards Sowmya
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i want very simple boy. from brahmin educated family from Orissa stateshe is also know about RAMAYAN, GEETA BHAGABATA, and other homeworkWhat Homework???~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
I am a happy-go-lucky kind of person. Enjoys every moments of life. Ilove to make friendship. Becauese friendship is a first step of love.I am looking for my dreamboy who will love me more than i. Because ilove myself a lot. If u think that is u then why to late come on........hold my hand forever !!!
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i am simple girl. I have lot of problem in my life because of myluck. now i am looking one boy he care me and love me lot lot lot
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~i want a boy with no drinks if he wants he can wear jeans in house butwhile steping out of house he should give recpect to our cast.
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HYE I AM A GOOD LOKING GIRL,WHO HAS THE CAPABILITY TO MAKE ANY BODY TOLOUGH.I BELIEVE IN GOD AND ACCORDING TO ME FRIENDS ARE THE REALMESSENGER OF GOD. THE 3 THINGS I AM LOOKING FROM A BOYTHEY ARE1. THEY MUST BELIEVE IN GOD.2. THEY HAVE TO LIKE MY PROFFESION3. THEY SHOULD NOT GET BORED WITH ME WHEN I WILL TRY TO MAKE THEM LOUGH
~~~~~~~~~~~~~whatever he may be but he should feel that he is going to be someonegroom and he must think of the future life if he is toolike this hewould be called the man of the lamp

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~i love my patner i marriage the patner ok i search my patner and Ilove the patner ok thik hai the patner has a graduate ok
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~i am pranati my family histoy my two brother two sister and father &Mother. sister completely married
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~my name is farhanbegum and i am unmarried. pleaes you marrige mepleaes pleaes pleaes pleaes pleaes pleaes pleaese!
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~iam kanandevi. i do own businas.one sistar.he was marred.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~hello i am a good charactarised woman. i want to run my life happily.i divorced my first husband. his charactor is not good'. i expect thegood minded and clean habits boy who may be in the same caste or othercaste accepted
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~I am Sharmila my colour is black, but my heart is white. i like socialservice
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Valentine Day After

2008-02-15T23:59:00.001+05:30

The best time to see V-Day for what it really is, is the day after. There is a clawing emptiness on the 15th of the second month of any year that talks volumes of love; a mark of how much we are slaves of this commercial expression of the most primitive emotion.

All the red heart-shaped balloons are deflated and the pinkness has faded to nothingness.

One day in a year to mark expression of love. 364 days of yearning. I, for one haven’t been the one to buy over-priced flowers on the day before or buy chocolate in wrapping that is heavier than the chocolate.

When expressed, love happens. When expressed on the 14th of the second month, it takes on a dimension of crassness. V-Day was reinvented by greeting card companies to make those out of love, feel worse. I mean it. Show me a card on an Archies or a Hallmark shelf that I can send to a person not in/out of love.

Gotcha!

Love is above celebration days. “Days” are for those that need to be reminded of love, or of things that they don't really care about. Don’t give partisan politics a chance to disrupt one special day in a year. Make every day special, a day of love. The saints didn’t spread their love just one day a year. Buy the roses on some other day - when you feel Valentinsh. Buy chocolates on a warm sweaty day in May.

Wishing you a happy 15th February!

The V – Day – A BIG opportunity for one and all !

2008-02-15T14:16:00.004+05:30

It’ been interesting to note how we Indian’s celebrate this day ! I have been observing closely for a while. It seems like a great opportunity for every one.

Our Political parties use this opportunity to seek attention by opposing it since it’s a western culture and not ours or the latest I read this morning is how a particular political party in Maharashtra who is known for their hooliganism decided to use the day to seek attention in unique manner this year …They put up Kalpna Chawla’s pictures and asked people place a rose beneath it to pay homage. Not a bad thought , I really didn’t get the context of Kalpana Chawala and Valentines day though!

Then there the Prisoners of heart …Partners and spouses of the inmates of Arthur road jail dressed up for Valentines day this year for meeting with their lovers behind the bars. How sweet everyone has a right to love ...and express na.

How can we forget Bollywood …There were likes of Sanjay Gupta ( Well known Film Director) who threw a party for his 'Single' friends from Bollywood. Sure a great way to go... but it seemed an idea to run away from his loneliness blues on a valentine day . But surely must have given all the Singles a great chance to mingle. Cheers anyway !

Then we have the likes of ABHI – ASH for whom it was a PR opportunity as all media talked about how Abhishiek Bacchan took 2 days off from work to celebrate his 1st Valentines with his wife. What’s the BIG deal, eh ?

Our film makers use Valentines day too and make it as traditional and part of our Indian culture … remember Madhuri Dixit in Dil to Pagal hai saying "Aaj special Valentines day hai …pooran mashi wala ( auspicious full moon )!" HAIL Bollywood !

Well and our dear Media …they don’t seem to loose any opportunity be it creating special write ups on the subject educating people on how to celebrate the day, or running a contest with TV stars using Valentines day as an excuse ! Even our TV serials leave no stone unturned to force fit The V day in their scripts so they don’t get left out from the band wagon.

Last but not the least are the Lovers the ones whom this day is specially dedicated too. I guess in midst of all these opportunity seekers they too probably,make the best of what they can. Sadly some even get washed away into the ocean (refering the lastest mishap at Bandstand where a couple got washed away).
Just an after though ...there would be huge number of break ups during the Valentines week ..wont there? HERE Agony aunts yet another oppurtunity for your clan !! he he he

Hey what the hell …Opurtunity or not I just enjoy celebrating the day even if I don’t have a specific Valentine . Its a day I can pamper myself, celebrate with family or just friends.

Hume to bus kuch na kuch celebrate karne ka bahana chaiye !

Of Dew Drops and Old Wine on Valentines..

2008-02-14T18:25:00.007+05:30

For someone who has been hitched for quite some time now, a Valentine's day celebration is rather predictable. But I am surrounded by dozens of lost souls , still in search of their better/bitter/ complementary/opposite/ human/ alien - halves.

I have been in love before and the cliche of the Valentine's day has been more of a burden than anything else. When The Recyclist asked me to come up with a Valentine-special, I was clueless at first.

It would be simple enough to recall some really romantic sweep-you-off-your-corn-ridden-feet gesture, which happened on Valentines day not too long ago, but that is not what I wish to recall now. Guess getting older makes you see things differently.

I don't want to look back at a love story from my life which never made it through. I would rather concentrate on the one that did make it through, and come 22nd February, will be a decade old. It doesn't sound terribly romantic and racy compared to some love stories that I have heard after mine, but like a beautiful painting or a delicious wine, it was beautiful when it was as fresh as a dew drop, and still is as beautiful a decade later. If anything, it has grown a lot more richer and confident in its existence and expression or the lack of it.

I am happy to have love in my life, something that i can wake up to everyday, not just on Valentine's day. I wish the same for everyone, especially today.

My advice to all those who are single, Seek it, for it really does exist.
My advice for those who are in love, Cherish it, for its life span can be as elusive as a dew drop.
My advice to those who have experienced all of the above, Stop bragging and get a room!!

The monk who sold his scooter to buy a diamond ring!

2008-02-14T16:28:00.001+05:30

The monk so mentioned was a senior of mine during the college days. A decent guy, from a decent family, dreamed of decent living and was decently sure he would get it. Let’s call this guy P.

As mentioned earlier P was a nice guy, average in looks, ok with money and satisfactory in studies. Completely hassle free; he absolutely lived with no baggage. But then one day everything went horribly wrong, he fell in love, with a girl who was just opposite of him. She was beautiful, had flirtatious eyes, sharp smile and nice tongue. Let’s call her R.

P was completely flippo, R was not interested. P started following her, she stopped walking. P became desperate, she responded slightly. Then suddenly one day came the heavenly intervention that P was so desperately seeking. In a state of inebriated R’s dad decided to try his luck on the house maid, she ran outside yelling rape, P who was circling R’s house jumped in to his rescue and thus became the hero in R’s & her dad’s eye.

And thus began a love story that’s even more stupid than R’s dad’s chance pey dance adventure. From a decent guy P became the Baap of decency, I mean the guy stopped smoking, drinking, because R didn’t like it. What’s more, earlier he atleast once used to say a Ma ki or Bhen Ki, but now these words simply evaporated from his tongue. He only wanted R R R and her Pyaar pyaar pyaar. He was living in bliss; he used to get up with a smile, smile all the way to college and the sleep with a smile.

Then the big day arrived their first Valentine Day, by now they have been going around for 3 months and one day suddenly you have saint valentine knocking on your door. P needed money; he wanted to gift her diamond ring because diamonds are forever…ta ta da!

So P asked his mom; she said no, the he asked his dad, he gave him a thousand, but he needed 5000. He again became desperate, please please God, somebody anybody help me get the money. Suddenly he was stuck with this idea that only Romeo’s great grand son could have imagined. P used to drive around in an old Bajaj Chetak, which his dad had gifted him on the day he got admission to college. He decided to sell it, he would then make up a story that it was stolen and then whatever.

What an idea Sirji, this idea would have put even Abhishek Bacahhan in Idea commercial to shame.

Anyways, he succeeded in adventure and sold his two years old scooter for eight thousand rupees. Three thousand more, now he could even gift her big teddy….so swchheet!

He bought the ring and satin wrapped it and then gifted it.

R was elated, what the fuck a diamond ring, my love, my jaan, my khandaam. What a valentine gift. You are the one. But where did you get the money? damm it, who cares, a diamond ring, I love you.

P was pretty sure that he has died and was eating chocolate mousse cake with angels.

THE END

Today both P and R are happily married. P is married to A and R is married to D, all four are extremely happy, and as for the diamond ring it was pawned by D (R’s husband) to buy a second hand scooter

Dating - A tricky game !

2008-01-21T19:53:00.000+05:30

Dating indeed can be fun and yet a tricky game. The 1st date specially is the one that can be a make or break kind of situation and no matter how many times you have dated different people the fact that each person has their own unique trait makes every 1st date a reason to be anxious about and need to be prepared for.

People plan from what they will wear, the perfect venue, to what should be the right conversation to impress, not to miss - the most appropriate jokes to crack so as to seem an interesting company etc etc…However each date can be interesting and full surprises. Dating experiences surely can enrich you as an individual …

Here’s some dating tips from my enriching or at times not so enriching experiences. But come on some wise one said " Normal is boring ! ". Please feel free to share your experiences and tips too…

Tip 1 :Choose a good venue -Like a good restaurant or a place which you love or a place which serves the most amazing food. If the date doesn’t turn out interesting atleast the food must compensate for it.

Tip 2 : Always have a back up plan -Incase your date turns out really boring or weirder than u expected ensure u have a friend on stand by who on one sms from u can call you back and pretend to be the most important work that needs your immediate attention. Works for me always

Tip 3 : Timing is critical -Materialistic as it may sound ( this one specially for the women) never date a man at the end of the month or a much younger man just taken up a new job or you will land up having a budgeted evening. I once dated a much younger charming young man (he seemed charming before the date, that is !!) who took me to Mac Donald’s for our 1st date and insisted on ordering the food without me getting a chance to choose what I would prefer. Grrr…latter I got to know that he had only 60 rupees in his wallet so he calculated what lunch he could afford to buy me in his budget.Grrr…

Tip 4 : Never date a 'Stopwatch' – Stay away from the Mr / Ms Always punctual!! They could be scary and intimidating. While it's fair not to make ur date wait too long but never date the 'Stop watch' kind ( the one who would check and nag you on every second of delay) of variety …I once dated a young man who was from the corporate world and meeting timelines and deadlines were his core. I got scolded on my 1st date for reaching 7 mins late and had frantic calls from him 10 mins before he was about to reach the venue reminding me of the agreed time. Grrr…I so wished he would be dead before he even thought about reaching that line!!

Tip 5 : Always try to Judge the book by its cover – contrary to the exact opposite of this proverb in the dating world (I learnt this from my mistakes!! ) its critical to know a bit more about these partially blind dates with people you barely know coz of just knowing the voice ( only chatted with him / her on phone) or online type of dates. I chatted once with a biz associate for few days over the phone and totally was charmed by his husky deep voice. Just the perfect voice for what i would imagine a TDH kind of a guy would have( TDH =Tall dark and handsome) but to my disappointment the day he arrived at my office to meet me I had to run away from the back door fire exit. What I imagined to be the prince charming turned out to be a frog ( a short, really dark, lanky ugly fellow) Come on who ever told you looks were not important at all was either an outright liars or too ugly themselves.

Tip 6: Assumption is a curse : If by any stroke of good luck you and your date seemed to enjoy each others company and want to meet up again DO NOT ASSUME ANYTHING about your date ASK OUT directly. One of my dates inspite of having a great time together on the 1st date had a bad habit of making assumptions such as “ I assumed you didn’t enjoy our 1st date so I didn’t call again”, “ I assumed you had moved to Tibaktu for further studies ( DUHH!!) so I didn’t call you again” etc etc etc . In the bargain inspite of enjoying a perfect evening together we never evermet again thanx to his bizarre assumptions. Grrr !

Well so thats the Tricky game of Dating ... but its good fun ! Yet another not so wise one once said " Date more people ...Recycle love " :)

Who says you can't mend broken hearts!- Hindustan Times

2008-01-21T00:16:00.001+05:30

You sure can mend a broken heart and stop believing in the popular wisdom that says the opposite, a research says.Indian origin researcher Dr Kishore Pasumarthi of Dalhousie Medical School in Canada, who first found a way to prompt heart muscle cells to divide in adult heart muscle tissue, is determined to prove the old wisdom wrong.

Who says you can't mend broken hearts!- Hindustan Times

Three Things

2008-01-20T06:41:00.000+05:30

Three things get most people’s knickers in a twist

Being friends
Loving
Having sex

Things like:

I can't have sex with a friend
I can’t be in love with a friend
I can love only someone I can have sex with
I can have sex only with someone I love
I can’t love you; you are a good friend
I can’t have sex with someone I don’t love
I can only….

...and any other weird combination of can and cannot that you can conjure (add marriage and it becomes even hilarious of what people can come with).

(go have a Guatemalan coffee or an earl grey tea - whatever suits you, while I roll on the floor, laughing)

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I am back.

Why these labels? Because it allows us to deal with things we have come to believe. The convention. The knowledge of what can be. The safety.

True love doesn’t need any insurance. Q is, are you in love? I mean really in love? Or do you just want to be in love? As if, the notion will give you that experience?

Batting for the other side.

2008-01-12T01:28:00.000+05:30

Oh, not that kind of batting!
Have you ever been in a position to actually say 'No' to someone who just confessed their love to you?
Yes, that kind of batting.

Much as I feel thankful that my guardian angels worked overtime for that one minute when I said 'No', it is an awful feeling. Trust me, you can never say 'No' to someone holding a ring, bent on a knee, under the moon on an isolated beach.

But, I did!

I even convinced my suitor that I wasn't worth it. I would love to tell you that I felt relieved, but I didn't. I went home with a question mark. My mind still wonders what the outcome of a 'Yes' that night would have meant.

This post is proof enough, to tell all those who have been 'No'-ed to, at some point in their lives, a 'Yes' doesn't make it easier or simpler.

Love, like life, is not simple.

Losing Love

2008-01-10T21:51:00.001+05:30

Better to have loved and lost, than to have never loved at all.

I sometimes believe saints (the one above is by Saint Augustine) said such things only so that people who have lost in love find solace. It is almost defeatist, in a way.

What happens to the love that is lost? Is it lost forever, or does it come back to you so that you can spend it all over again on another?

Ten Heartbreak Reasons

2007-12-18T23:48:00.001+05:30

There are many reasons in this world why love (or a marriage, therefore) doesn't happen. It quite doesn't matter who says no, but the reasons are always interesting.

1. I am not in love with you (whether I am in love with someone else is incidental)
The simplest, I think, but a bit rare. Half the people don't quite know what love is, the other half believe something else to be love. The remaining - don't bother to be truthful.

2. My parents will never agree
Yes, it's my parents who need to spend the rest of their life with you, I am just a via between, and well, if they don't quite like you, we shouldn't get married. In any case, they are done having kids in this lifetime. This, I believe is the ultimate killer. In India at least.

3. Your parents will never agree
Same as above - just change the roles.

4. I never thought of you that way
I love this one! Never ceased to amaze me. It somehow means that you were (or are) a backup plan. This reason is often used in combination with Reason # 5. Reason # 5 is the true backup. Often affects those who have been in a long relationship. High school or college friends. Is one of the painful ones because of the high intimacy that already exists.

5. I have always thought of you as a friend (We can remain friends can't we?)
Classic backup case. If Reason # 4 has kicked in without Reason # 5, then it means there is another person in the equation. If Reason # 4 is used with Reason #5, then it means that "I am waiting for someone better to come along, but I'll have you if that is what I have to settle for." Victim almost always remains a friend - perpetrator almost always doesn't.

6. Our horoscopes don't match
I have never understood this one. It hasn't been used with me, but I know a few who have been victims of celestial conspiracy. A difficult one to argue against unless you have a friendly depraved astrologer willing to give with a fresh astrological identity. It's the same as what Jason Bourne and his likes do, they go for new passports and such, you go for a new place and time of birth.

7. I am gay/lesbian
If you get this one, I blame you. Period. You asked for it. If you didn't see this coming, you need to be banished from love-land. Unless of course you are willing to have a sex-change or whatever that may still work.

8. I am/We should be focusing on my/our career now.
I like this one. See, when they go out on dates and all that, the career can go jump in a lake. It's almost saying that if they get married or into a more serious/formal relationship, a career won't happen. I like this one, I really do. Wonder how people get out of this one. Bury themselves in their own career?

9. Because you drink/smoke/gamble/womanize/etc
This is understandable. To an extent. It means that I like parts of you - not you, as such. So if I could just customize you the way I want to - that would be perfect. I like this one, because it gives a fairly clear message and if you are the types you believes in their own life in a way that makes you feel happy about it, it's as good as being told - I don't love you. Like Reason # 1, but packaged differently. Reason # 9 is actually Reason # 1 for the not so brave.

The last one is my favorite. I have never figured this one out. It haunts me.

10. You are too good for me.
Is this supposed to make you feel good about yourself or make you feel worse? I have never understood this one. So if I was a bit of an idiot, that would have worked? Or if I promise, not to be as good, will you then love me/marry me? I have never heard of anyone following this Reason with a comment like, "I'll try and be as good as your are, so that we are equals, sort of." Perhaps it is supposed to make the perpetrator look good - I leave you for someone else (who is as good). Something like, "You will find someone who will make you happier." (Often also used as a follow-up on Reason # 5). Right. You obviously have a better idea of what will make me happy. But, the main question remains: Is this supposed to make you feel good about yourself or make you feel worse?

Go figure.

Rendezvous of the Arranged Marriages kind - It’s all about looks honey!

2007-12-17T19:41:00.000+05:30

Episode 1

Well like my friend The Phoenix I too have had some bizarre arranged marriage rendezvous. Initially I shivered by the thought of meeting a stranger and settle in
Holy matrimonial for a life time by sheer 2 – 3 meetings (almost like a blind date which is officially fixed by your parents.) But as I got into these rendezvous it became more and more entertaining. It's unbelievable, one that there are weirdest of men out there and two their expectations from their bride to be…

Well to begin with one such episode that happened to me. My mother was told about a very handsome, eligible, well settled boy ( so they claimed – the match makers that is ). Though we were strictly warned that his 1st expectation was a very very beautiful girl.Grrrrrrrrrrr ! that’s the only basis of meeting the girl …how shallow is that mindset ? I thought but was really keen to meet and see what kind of drop dead handsome dude was this guy with the shallow mindset. So decided to meet him. We met at a 5 star hotel coffee shop with his mom and sister and my mom So much for arranged marraige meetings.

As I reached the coffee shop, i was very anxious, not that I cared that I may not get a good score in Mr Shallows score sheet of good looks , good looks and good looks!! But what I saw was indeed a good looking, fair handsome guy. Some one the eye candy variety …just not too tall though. As we began speaking he seemed respectful, a good speaker too and a peoples person. I thought to myself, surely there was a mistake in the match makers perception…an guy like him won’t care only about looks & appearances …I was sure I had time to test waters.

After a while we were asked to walk by the pool side and chat up alone ( its so typical on these arranged marriage rendezvous, so embarrassing !!) Anyway as we walked by I thought it was the perfect time to test waters. So after an initial chat I asked him what kind of a wife he had in mind…

Ahha …I was sure he is is going to stress on smartness, mindset personality etc ..looks would be important to a tiny extent …So Mr Shallow began … “ Well …she shouldn’t be a plastic beauty as Ashwariya” ( A Bollywood actress and incidentally Ms Universe too - that was a great start I thought .. so looks aren’t the only thing …good show boy! )

“ However she should be as hot and beautiful like Shushmita Sen ( yet another Bollywood actress and also Ms World )..Grrrrr ok so looks are of prime importance …” And its very essential, he insisted that she be perfect in every way …dressing very important. She should carry herself really well and be a head turner. ( I could already imagine a dumb bimbo who was hot and sexy dressed in a fancy saree standing hand in hand with Mr Shallow beaming away to glory )and he flaunting her as his priceless won trophy of this life time. Only if he knew beauty too has its expiry date ! Well it surely was not me, for 1 i am not a Bimbo and 2 wouldn't every want to take things forward with Mr Shallow ...else all my life would be spent trying to complete with Ms Universe , oh no .. Ms World).

And he went on on and on with the description of his Miss Perfect. …I almost wanted to push him into the pool …Drown Mr. Shallow in the shallowest end of the pool ( I guess that’s what i think that they call Jaaaaa Chullu bhar pani mein dub mar in Hindi – go drown urself in shallow water )

Well I never met Mr Shallow again and was told the next day that we didn’t click. Yeah I didn’t quite fit in score sheet I guess. Grrrrrrrrrrrr)

Episode 2

Yet another weirdo I came across was funnier than the 1st Mr Shallow. he was from London my mom's friends nephew. Was told yet again most eligible guy in town. Our email ids were exchanged. I was at office late waiting for my work to get done when suddenly I get a mail from Mr Eligible from London. Sending me his CV ( no no not for a job but marriage interview. It’s a done thing I am told) . He saw me online and messaged me. Requesting me for my CV. Well mine was not very detailed just basic age, height, references of family etc

Well I sent across the CV and asked if he wanted my picture too considering he had sent me his (courtesy demanded so I thought).

Just then he wrote back saying “ Thanks, but it wont be required I don’t think we are compatible” AREN’T COMPATIBLE ?????????? How the F%$$^% did he judge that basis a Cv that merely gives basis static ts. Isn’t Compatibility about mindsets, talking to each other and figuring out??

“Ok’ I said “but just out of sheer curiosity how did you judge that by a CV” and what he said next totally Mind F $^%&& me. “ Well, by your height …well I am looking for a taller person .. sorry plz don’t mind” . My Height ?? How did one judge compatibility by ones height i asked myself all confused. I am the average Indian woman height 5 ft 3”. I quickly ran through his height and I was amused as he wasn’t even an average Indian Mans height. He was merely 5 ft 4 “. What did he want his woman to to be a 6 feet tall pole he could look upto???.

I out of disgust just put on my sarcasm cap and said … “You know I always thought I had a decent height, just that you suddenly made me feel very very short today and not that you are any taller you know”

Mr Eligible, apologized a lot and admitted he wasn’t but he always fancied a slender tall wife …so much for his fantasy! Men!!!!!!

Well thats all about rendezvous with looks as an highlight look forward to ones where ex flames come into the piture...

LOVE

2007-12-13T18:23:00.000+05:30

Well the subject of love can be humorous at times and just can seem very complicated. Each of us have our own understanding and perspective on the subject. It doesn't hurt to know each others perspective.

One of my dearest friends once shared her view on LOVE ...Here is her beautiful perspective she shared with me

“When we say we r in love.. the happiness is about loving someone, not about being loved by someone. Being loved by someone is a bonus that has no bearing on whom and how u love. Most people are miserable in love coz they expect reciprocation . Your trust n faith in ur own love for someone is what ensures they come to u, not ur expectation of their love..”

Its so simple yet beautiful thought isn’t it. It has got me thinking and some how strengthened my faith in the power of my own love.

So dear bloggers ...what's your take and understanding on this wonderful subject called 'LOVE'

The Poetics of Prospectives.

2007-12-12T16:31:00.000+05:30

I have never been a believer of arranged marriages. I am often left in shock when people living in the age of the Ipod, agree to serenely marry the one their parents from the transistor radio generation hunts down for them.

How do they agree to it?

Its not like my parents never tried. There were neighbours' sons who were engineers and doctors and then there was this dopey looking guy who owned a company that manufactured anti-acne cream. These guys often seemed to me to be already 'settled' in their lives with their high profile jobs and hospital emergencies and anti-acne sales. They did not seem like they wanted me in their lives to be 'settled'.

And then once there was this other guy who had so many pock marks on his face, I half suggested he marry the anti-acne guy!!

I guess if I was forcibly 'made' to marry someone I have never 'partied' with, there would have been some kind of violent assault involved and lots of loudly uttered obscenities. But my father, an otherwise certified tyrant, was as benign as milk chocolate when it actually came to giving me away. I guess dads have this thing for their daughters.

Of course it is a battle of wits and the 'which guy happens to be better' kind of talk for decades before the dust settles and you do too. It lasts longer than eternity actually. Sometimes even now in the early morning quiet, i hear my father arguing about my love interest. It was his favourite subject, apart from politics and my brother's job.

My father, merely based on some 1920's principle, or some strange genetic disposition, disliked any man I presented before him as a prospective son-in-law. If the guy had a good job, was from a decent family, and his parents had agreed, my father felt he was too tall for me or his teeth were not right !!

My mom on the other hand treated any male friend of mine as a prospect. Which never actually worked in my favour either. She would shower them with sweet talk and onion pakodas and ask him about his parents and I would be left making weird noises 'ahem-ing', trying to give her a hint that he is 'just a friend'.

As an afterthought I suppose my mom was more perceptive.

I did end up marrying someone who I had introduced as 'just a friend'!! (who said I follow rules?)

MATCH FIXING !

2007-12-12T15:49:00.000+05:30

Well you must have heard “Marriages are made in heaven”. Well there are many of us who love fixing there here on earth.. Yeah yeah I know its called Match making but what I am referring to is when people make desperate attempts to fix couples up. Well I have had some funny such incidents than make me laugh.

Attempt 1 :
Well I was happily hoping to enjoy a Saturday evening with my family and was on my way and my mobile rang and picked it up wondering who it was “Hello yes” husky voice from the other said “ Hi, This is Mahesh. Elina from your office gave me your number, is this a good time to talk to you”. I made a sacrci face and thought to myself oh no another office supplier I guess. This Elina couldn’t ask him to call me on Monday Grrr !

“ Yeah sure, what’s it about “ I curiously inquired” What came next was something that took me by a surprise. .. The voice continued “ Well Elina told me you were looking out for a potential partner and so was I so …I am sure she told you about me” I was like WHAAAAAAAAT”. Is she out of her mind ( Elina that is !!). Hesitantly replied “ Err Okay …Mahesh …just that Elina forgot to tell me about you …so let ,me catch up with her on Monday and we may talk after that”. As I hung up the phone how I wished I beat Elina up that very moment for distributing my number to total strangers without checking with me. Well I did meet Mahesh once and never ever felt like meeting him again …Well not all Match fixes click you see !! he he he he

Attempt 2 :
The other lot of people who don’t spare us any embarrassment is relatives. The moment they see an eligible girl or boy and they literally pounce at you were the freshest catch of in the marriage market ( Yeah its almost like a market where you are displayed and almost tried to lure a prospective). Well one such embarrassing match fixing moment happened when my aunt asked me to meet chat up with her to be daughter in laws Elder brother Rahul. Thankfully Rahul had not idea of the master plan of fixing us up. He was an nice Punju guy working in a related industry as mine. We hit it off quite well, as friends …

My family kept staring at us every time chatted …when suddenly after 2 days my aunt appeared and said …” errr there is something I have to say …well u and Rahul seem to have hit it off well but …errr I just heard he is engaged” I was giggled and told “ it’s ok we just hit it off as friends” My aunt wouldn’t give up and said … hey he has a younger brother too who is a double MBA. He is better than him too, why don’t you chat up with him” HUH!! Better than him , how consoling was that and now chat up with the younger brother, these match fixer aunts I tell u!” Well I did chat up with the younger brother and hit it off well with him too and have been friends since. So much for trying to fix us up !

Well these crazy match fixers across the across the globe made many funny and embarrassing attempts. Yet I am single, Happy and ready to mingle …I know some day I shall meet the one !

The 1st Crush !

2007-12-11T13:16:00.000+05:30

Crushes!! I always knew, I could some day write a book on the subject …however a blog seems to be my Big platform at the moment . A Crush, that feeling of just adoring some one for no real reason, butterflies in the stomach and heart skipping a beat when in presence of the object of affection. Funny thing about crushes is that they come in life for no apparent reason and get crushed for the funniest reason. They are harmless and don’t leave u with a achy -breaky heart.. At least mine have been when I look at them in retrospect !

Well I was a bit slow when it came to maters of love. All I knew was Platonic relationship. Well I was a naïve Ghatkopar girl ( An area in Mumbai that was not really considered in the hep areas of Mumbai ) who got a cultural shock when I joined a school in Bandra. Bandra girls were very advanced and dating was an activity they seemed to grown up with.

Well it was finally in my 10th standard is when the spark happened to me. I use to go for French tuitions which were a coed-class. There were 4 prominent school students in the batch one from St Joseph’s Convent,Carmel Convent , St Stanislaus, St Andrews ( both all boys school). It was funny but there was an unsaid chemistry between the girls and boys of all schools situated close to each other. St Stanislaus was considered to have happening smart guys, while St Andrews was what they call a Pajama chap school. ( Pajama chap is defined as useless guys who just sit on walls and pass childish flirteous comments and ogle at anything that may look like a woman ). The Joseph girls had hots for most Stanishlaus guys, while most guys from Staishlaus had the hots for the Carmel girls and the Pajama chap chased both Joseph and Carmel girls. And every girl detested them. It was quite a funny equation just like in the film ‘Jo Jeeta Who hi Sikandar”.

Well I too got caught up in a similar Love triangle. At French tuitions I befriended a lot of people from different schools ( talk about my ever friendly nature !) Supriya was one of them ( names changed). A tall, Smart, well spoken and Hot looking prefect from Carmel convent. She was friendly girl. I began to enjoy her company. There was a RAJ( name changed but tried to maintain it as filmy as possible as I have the hots for the NAME Raj). He was completely My TDH variety ( Tall Dark and Handsome…isn’t how Mills and Boons describes HOT men )…Another prefect from St Stanishlaus.Each time he looked back at me or smiled in class I would be on cloud nine ( Those silly days !!). I didn’t ever have the guts to talk to him but he was just an eye candy I adored ….he was smart and good looking ( well then my level of judging smartness was pathetic, I realize that today). He was the 1st and only guy I ever liked who had a moustache and that was one of the key reasons he looked hotter than most guys around ( HOT did I say ,well wonder what was I thinking then anyway …aagh !!). Well soon I realized that Supriya and he were seeing each other …One day after class we all Supriya , Raj ,Me and couple of other batch mates walked back home together. At one junction I had to head alone as I stayed in different direction and so I bid good bye to all and just gave an affectionate last look to Raj as I left. I still hadn’t spoken to him till then. As I waked a considerable distance Raj came riding his cycle …( I almost imagined him the charming Prince riding his white horse ….these romantic bollywood films surely have impact on us kids, don’t u agree). Just as he reached he stopped by and said “ Hi “ . My heart skipped a beat and turned back nervously and replied “Oh Hi !”And then what he said was the something 1st ever guy had ever said to me in the 16 yrs of my life .. that too from my 1st crush and TDH variety ( so I thot then may not give him a second look today ).

Well he said “If u don’t mind Can I walk u home. We could chat on the way too” and we stated to walk together and he began to talk to me and we had good laughs etc. it seemed like my big moment. ( BIG moment, is that a BIG moment dhuh me then !)

There after I met him at French classes often and chatted at times a bit. The crazy me had a ,friend living right diagonally opposite his house so would keep staring at his balcony hoping to get a glance of him ( Though all I ever got to see was his cycle in his balcony ). Those were beautiful days, hmmmm …

Like every thing crushes to have an end to them…A month or so latter he walked in class with his moustache shaved off and his new look seemed as if it had shaved off his personality. He didn’t look like price charming anymore but little tall boy ! every one laughed and pulled his leg. Supriya was the happiest ( I thought it was an intended move of hers against me …nah my mind and games it plays ) That was the day my 1st Crush got crushed. ( I know I sound like Shallow Hall …but to be honest good looks and personality were key important features in a guy that u look for at 16 yrs of age don’t we )

Well, though I still cherish “ Can I walk you home” and each time I pass his house ( dent even know if he still lives there )I smile at myself remembering the silly, funny, yet beautiful feeling of the 1st Crush ! And yes that was just a beginning it never stopped thereafter …

Been there and back...

2007-12-09T22:18:00.000+05:30

I have heard more love stories in my 36 year life span than Don Juan and Casanova followers...well Shah Rukh Khan/Hrithik Roshan fans, in this era.

Have stood by the saying, 'If you love someone, set him free, if he comes back, he is yours, if he doesnt, he never was' (flog the wimp who said that!!) and painfully waited for the then 'almost perfect 'He' to come back to me, like Rahul and Raj Aryan movies preach, that my love did have the power to 'make things happen', especially things like making a guy lose interest in settling in the US in a fabulous job with a German babe, perhaps!

Yeah, six years, the Raj Aryan in me just never gave up until I saw pictures of half-German half- Indian kids!

I would really love to say something intensely profound like, 'letting him go was the biggest mistake of my life' but I will save that drama for Life!

More often than not, we have done things which in afterthought do seem dumb, and baseless. I believe they are the rungs of a ladder you climb towards knowledge. Self knowledge. The higher you go, you realise how stupid you really were!

So here's to love and its intricately meshed (messed) games and to accepting who you really are.(!)

Lots of Love

2007-12-07T02:28:00.000+05:30

There is a lot of love in this world. And all that love is in our heart. We sometimes give out all of that love to a person, sometimes it so happens that the person takes away all of that love and walks away.

Far away.

We think, we have lost love. It's as if all that you had, has been taken away by someone and we are left with nothing.

Nope.

Doesn't quite happen that way. You see, we, here believe that you can never be "all out of love". Like an akshaypatra of love. There is always capacity to love. The qualification for that, perhaps is to be in love with love itself.

When the heart breaks, come here and see how love is recycled. Some of us write about the funny side of it all. Some of us write the deeper meaning of it all. But we talk of love here. All kinds of love.

Take it easy, lighten up. It's never as bad as it feels. (In retrospect, i.e.).

Recycle it, don't waste your love...