i don't date...to be precise i haven't been out on date for the past two years at least...and that was my creepy x-bf...hell he was creepy...what other kinda guy can you pick up on anti-depressant... :-)
i get asked...not a lot, but enough, every now and then a guy comes along who braves my one raised eye-brow and sneer to ask me out...my family doesn't know, they tend to think i am a reclusive because of lack of choice....but still i do believe in the pocket change philosophy of wanting to keep something for a rainy day and yeah the safety in numbers...currently i have three whom i fondly call my three stooges... :-)
one is bordering on obsessional, the second is beyond that but keeps it controlled and the third is trying his best to subtly emotionally blackmail me into dating him...currently all three are at the friends level, not that i think i am ever going to change it with them :-) ...and yeah at no point have i ever given the three any hopes that we could be more than friends, in fact i warned them no to get interested in me no matter what and i don't play games...my philosophy in life has been easy, if its not my emotion, then its totally not my problem...
on Sunday night i realized something about life in general...looking back i couldn't find the demarcation when i stopped doing crazy things because they were crazy...and how we are much more carefree when we are younger, oh by the way i am 27, just turned a month and some days back...what brought about this realization was something strange that happened, the usual situation as far it concerns me...
i have been house-sitting at my sister's place because they have been out for and extended weekend to the hills...by Sunday night i was getting nuts with not talking to anyone...so i went in the balcony, and some guys were hanging out in their balcony in the opposite window...so i went inside, four guys drinking and screaming even as distant-company is not my idea of fun...after some time they seemed to have run out of smoking and seeing me smoking, they decided to start a conversation with this topic...one of them, screamed out "hey can we borrow some smoke, we ran out"...i told him, "no"...i don't share my smoke...and thus started a crazy conversation with one of them, the one who screamed out..."let me guess you are either a Gemini or an Aries"...."Gemini"..."I guessed right, now tell me your name"..."dream on kid"...i asked his age, he was 22...i told him to play with someone his age...its been years since i heard these grass green pick-up lines, with age pick-up lines seemingly get too sophisticated...
"i bet there were a lot of guys nuts about you in school and college"...yeah i had my share, but why the hell would i tell him, i said "no"..."there must have been a lot of shy kinds who must have been nuts about you but didn't say it, because believe me you are most interesting woman i have met"...seriously who says that anymore??...well yeah there were a few of that variety also, which i found out after joining a social networking website some three years ago and ran into a class-mate whose first words to me were "is this you ----- the girl i was nuts about in school??"...well i deleted my account...i really don't want to find old suitors who tend to hit on you because you are single...i learnt my lesson after it happened to me the first couple of times... :-)
anyways as i started feeling bad for the four of them i told them that i had chocolates which i can throw at them if they like...so this guy is like, okay...so he and one other guy went downstairs to get the chocolates, cause i cant throw one floor high and he is like "i love you"...i told him "good for you"... :-) ...hell my nephew tends to snatch my chocolates without a thank you also :-( ...
after sometime i went inside, screaming across two buildings at two in the night does sound as fun, but other people live nearby...after sometime i heard a thud, and i went to look in the balcony...i looked at their balcony, not a guy in sight, the four had disappeared inside, and yeah i could see the curtains twitching :-) ...it was a paper-ball...i looked down on the ground, and found some there also...so he has been aiming at the balcony for sometime...inside was a cell-number and a smiley, and no name... :-) ...then he came out and started screaming, "call me"...i said no...it must have been around 3, so after waiting and waiting he went inside...
i still have the number...forgive me the guy was cute, intelligent, amazing green pick-up lines and still did crazy things...and then i realized what age does to us...how we stop doing crazy things and start thinking before acting...and somewhere i do miss the spur-of-the-moment-madness in the rigmarole of survival, i guess...
so should i call him up?? :-)
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