Stupid creature and me ...

There was this girl in my class at school who hardly used to speak much but among girls she was known as a chatter box .Then there goes Richa my fav pal who never stopped .Its been like some months after I was born till date I am listening to her .Sometimes I wonder whether she speaks/screams/yells/or criticize even when she is sleeping or more worse ...what does she do when she is not doing any of the above mentioned acts of conversation.I know pink is her fav color and she can write, speak, and wear pink all the time ...How stupid ?But she is cute .

I happen to bounce on a kashmiri gal .You can call it puppy love .But whoosh...no way she was busy fooling around with all the muscle men/dudes of the colony . Sometimes(or to be honest all the time) I thought how can she tackle and multitask so many things.Only God knows the power he has given to all the pretty gals for doing the same without using much brain and just by confidence that they are absolutely right all the time .And trust me gals are never right . They are emotional but still something in them invariably make them do things termed as insane or inhuman.Whatever, she was gone with the wind that flew in summer 2000.

And here goes my college ,better call it canteen as I attended only canteen and its close vicinity. I personally feel you study where you find solace, comfort and proper food .So I chose canteen for my Engg.

I had a T-shirt that said '99.9% of the gals are beautiful,rest of them are in my college'.Meant for humor but after zooming in and out the arena I realised the creator of this thought must have been the student of this college .Sitting in canteen I analysed different parts of country breeding different gals of typically different behaviour. The Delhi-ites had a high nose on everything and try to act cute all the time .Also wanting to behave bold all the time they end up speaking rubbish or stupid. Typical UP ones are strict no no where as the cooler ones became good friends .They develop brotherly feeling as early as you say HIiiiiii ...the longer HI and smile the more stronger bond you are getting trapped in.Uttaranchal breeds cutest of all .I can skip a heart beat to get a glimpse of sparkle in their eye over delight of any kind. Kashmir ...hopeless .They just need money and demand same .Got a confidence of being exceptionally pretty and thats it ....the story ends up there .

I moved to south and I had a terrible experince of being teased by gals.Some say hey Johny and some just pass by singing songs.Well one thing is quite noticable though I could not figure out pretty accurately but each and every eye looks virtually deep. They hold a charm in their smile or the way they see.

Breathing Bombay a phase in life where I came across gals, ......freakin damn cool.They dont care at all .They just dont .They do whatever they like and believe me they are good at it . Right from walking to speaking to getting physical they are perfect . And they dont have much nakhra over any issue .

And finally I am in Pune .Working .Not getting much time to analyse fairer sex but one thing is for sure ...they all have been doing good job in their own terms .Handling parallely their stupid behaviour and paying for it before heading for next .

I end up getting hooked to Punjabi :-) ...She is nicer than nice things ever happened or heard ...but...still stupid :-) in her own peculiar way. And now I love it !!! [I think God was angry with guys at some point of time and in order to punish us he made Blondes and their counterparts,we were better off to pay for it and were born in India :-) ].

When sometime in life becomes today...

The mantra of striving hard and helping others have failed . I can nowhere see even a microscopic view of definition to my happiness .Living alone strving hard to get my happiness back .But where does it lie ? I look for it every where ...nowhere is the dream lying peacefully .