Rushing into ...matters

I have been rushing into things from my adulthood. Phases of life that came as consequences were good and very good . Life was sprawling me sparkling opportunities and merry went around all the time :) . I was serious with roll with time theory....when it ticks sour, change ur role...where it ticks temptation...just roll over there ...and had approx 70% hit ratio .But the ratio kept detriorating,day by day ...month by month. I remember one fate-less night I approached every single female in a mall in pune to join me to Jazz By the Bay ...I guess the occasion was Valentines and stags were strictly prohibited. I also wondered does it make one nincompoop if he wasnt able to find a suitable gal for himself .Time and again similar fate were collided with me head on but I faced all very smilingly .

And then I realized, I have bcome mature I was 26 then, my friends were getting married and some were even sending cards for baby shower . I thought for a change I shall not rush into things anymore.I had screwed some half a million things already in past and now is the time to think and rationlize quanity, quality and demand:) ..no i meant the right choice for the long write up of life . I kept judging the parameters and parameters were factors to deal with me in the best possible way. I wasnt fussy to throw tantrum now and then... just that I was picky ...picky for the one . I undoubtedly had 3 amazing short rides to expose the delicate fringes and intricacies of the longer one. My heart wanted to permeate the imaginary impediment I had set forth and my mind wanted a peace ...to go on its own pace.

For the first time in life I let mind win to rule me and carry further my extremely experienced life ... And I collapsed. I always wanted to do 'Rehna hai tere dil mein ' and I was just moving good with the pace...had the most beautiful thing captivated my attention at a wedding with her rosy cheeks and toxic moves ...moving very slowly all composed and calm.. infact only moving when life itself made some budge , didn't screw anything ...nothing stupid, I had my admiration very very clear to this point but havent made it intense passion yet ...this was one imp among other things I had learnt in past ...lot strings were attached and my mess could have pulled all down...but I rested for another fateful evening ...and another and another ...and when Phyan was about to hit Bombay and the most romantic breeze was hugging me in pune ...pat came a call saying sorry pal...prepare for one more fall ..unfortunately this was the one doll ..I longed to ball :) !!!