Rants of an incurable romantic *angst*

There are days when i discover a true love story. A real life one. Its not in a story mode. It is of two people and their pages, littered across the networks. You need the indulgence and the resolve to find it. And a good stalker brain. [Don't worry. I am a good stalker, if there is one.]

Love is not only joyous to those who live it, but to those who see it too. Its like a sun rise, a promise that somewhere in the world, good things are happening. Its like a summer rain, a relief that the things you imagine, the things you want, exists. If not with you.

It amazes my how people find happiness the most random fashions, out of nowhere. Someone calls an old class mate after six years and boom, in 20 days they decide they will spend the rest of their life together. Someone gives up on love, meets another someone in an online matrimony site, exchange emails and then proceed on a very unconventional way to matrimony. I can tell so many stories here, but they all tell amazing tales of love. And makes me wonder why its happening to all these people and not me?

I mean, i am nothing, but somewhere out there, there should be someone who is nothing too, right? Or someone who likes nothing? I am embarrassing myself.

What i am saying is, the same way these stories make me happy and hopeful, they also awakens despair and resentment. Its out there, everyone says it, but i cant find it. There is nothing called love, you live with what you get, someone says, but the hopeless, hopeless romantic in me refuse to believe that.

Today it was someone i know(who doesn't know me, much), who, after a struggling life, found his him, and i say none deserve it more than he does.

May be love is not a privilege. May be it has to be earned. May be i have always been so happy with me, i don't need someone to make me happy. May be i need to work for it. Plot. Plan. May be it really is not for everyone. May be i should stop talking now.

But so many things are wrong with me/for me right now. I cant stop wishing for this one thing to be right. And then may be, everything would align right too.

I hold it true, whate'er befall;
I feel it, when I sorrow most;
'Tis better to have loved and lost
Than never to have loved at all.
-Lord Alfred Tennyson

Windows to a Woman's Mind: Things More Important Than the BF.

Before the list begins, i have to tell you a few things.

I specifically said WOMAN, not girl. Girls' minds works differently. They are more fast, sunny and colorful. Ah, i miss being the silly girl.

This is a generic post. It is not 110% right. As soon as i am granted the money, i am doing the studies.

And every woman is different.

I thank RK for asking me to do this and i am also grateful for my gazillion close and non close gal pals for the inspiration and the observation.

(I always wanted to give a speech like this!)

So,
Things More Important Than the BF/the husband/the male entity in life.

1. The Pride: This is what is more important than anything else. You cant bullshit a woman and remain in her good grades. Give Respect and earn it back.
2. The family: It might sound a bit clichéd, but is true. A woman might be independent, she might occasionally cuss those who are related to her, but, remember, Blood is always thicker than water. We don't like you when you point fingers. That's our job.
3. The Views: A woman has certain views she is adherent on. Don't try to change them. Change yourself. This is one that makes a girl different from a woman. You can mould a girl. Not a woman.
4. The GFs: Yes, the girlfriends are important. They have been there since the start of time. And they are not going anywhere. We might not hangout like we used to, bu they are there and you better love them. And we don't love you more, we just love you different.
5. The gadgets: This concerns the tech savvy girls. We love our gadgets. Don't try to take them away. Don't ridicule them. Don't ridicule us. We most definitely know more that you do. Anyways, we are always open for more.

And then there is shopping. :P

Moment of truth

Every one knows moment of truth, or Sach ka saamna, and first and foremost, this is one show i DON'T watch. But i do see the trailers in Star world (or my Alma mater, as dad says) and i wonder why people who has things to hide go on live TV to blurt those out (i have doubts about the whole series.).

So, i was thinking, if i went, i would be going almost to the end, as there are only a few secrets in my life, which are, to be frank, embarrassments only.

Then i thought of this question:

Have to ever wanted to murder your parents in slow and excruciating detail, so that you will be out of their annoying presence in your life?

Busted.

Network Hearts Do Break Like Real Ones

Today i understood how much the social networks have ingrained themselves to our life. Its the you, only better. Its the you want to be and almost can be. Teeny tiny details in your profile is as important as your accessories. The intro is as important as your clothes. The movies and books in your profile equals your grad certificate, but cooler.

That same way, the friends in your Facebook(my poison) counts. Adding someone is a whim, but deleting someone is as painful as destroying an ex's photo. You might know these people only through the network. But your heart still hurts when you delete them from network.

I didn't wanted to make a scene of it, but all these angst was burning and seeing all these people when i login was not helping.

To Chetan, i dont have anything to say to you. You are nice. Keep it up bro.

To Rudra, You are a scumbag and if i write all that i have to say to you, my blog will get a court order. Just fuck off.

To Adi, its not you dear, its all me. You will always be the best person i ever met online. I hope you have an awesome life :)

Damn, Life sucks. And then you die.

Spam me in style. (its a request)

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Seriously??

Jeez. Where are these people's imagination!

Do something creative. Entertain me. Make my heart go faster.

Try to fool me. At least pretend that you are trying.

Or you are just depressing me with your lack of imagination.

See this lady for example:

From:Princess Priscal Kiki

To:You guessed it.
My Dear,

I am writing this letter in confidence believing that if it is the wish of God for you to help me and my family, God almighty will bless and reward you abundantly and you would never regreat.

I am a female student from University of Benin ,I am 26yrs old. I like any person who can be caring, loving and home oriented,I will love to have a long-term relationship with you and to know more about you. I would like to build up a solid foundation with you in time coming if you can be able to help me in this transaction.

Well, my father died earlier two months ago and left I and my junior brother behind. My father was a king, which our town citizens titled him over sixteen years before his death.I was a princess to him and I am the only person who can take care of his wealth now because my junior brother is still young and my mother is not literate enough to know all my father's wealth.
My father left the sum of USD $4.5 Million (four million,five hundred thousand US Dollars)in a security company .This money was annually paid into my late fathers account by NNPC and SHELL companies operating in our locality for the compensation of youth and community development in our jurisdiction.

I don't know how and what I will do to invest this money somewhere in abroad, so that my father's kindred will not take over what belongs to my father and our family, which they were planning to do without my present because I am a female as stated by our culture in the town.

Now,i urgently need your humble assistance to help me move this money from the security company to your country, That is why I felt happy when I saw your contact because I strongly believe that by the grace of God, you will help me invest this money wisely.

I am ready to pay 40% of the total amount to you if you help us in this transaction and another 10% interest of Annual After Income to you after handling the expenses should there be any in the course of moving the money to your country.If you can handle this project sincerely and also willing to assist me in lifting this fund from the security company,you shall never regret in your life for assisting me.
Please, note that this transaction is 100% risk free and I hope to commence the transaction as quick as possible.You can contact me in my private email: kikipriscal84@yahoo.com

Yours sincerely,

PRINCESS Priscal Kiki

Now there is a Princess, damsel, in distress. Your moment to man up and do the deed to save the lady. Thank god i dont have the basic qualification to man up, or who knows, this would be our happily ever after.

And this is how you entertain. I was sorry for her plight, heck as interested to help out, and MORE(wink wink).

I can really imagine princess priscal /rascal Kiki. And she's cute. Isn't she?

Zoom..Click..Spring!

I have no idea if its spring or not now a days in this parts of india, but its so full of flowers! They say its post-monsoon or something(wiki, my guru), but i dont care. Its so really really beautiful, i couldn't help zapping some pics with the Elmo, and then i couldn't help showing it off. :P

All of you, suckers, [especially those who use samsung monte(god i hate that phone!)] DIE of envy! :P

I need to figure out a way to do blogging from Elmo. But activating airtel MMS in the phone is no good idea as i latches on to net and download all my junk mails. Sheesh.

*thinking*