MY KINDA GUY...

As they say that the world is round, I again come back to talking about love, life and MY MAN! The other day I was just scanning all the old photographs and saw my dad all fresh and with the “all-set” attitude. (For Pappa -My fetish for army men doesn’t seem to die anyway!)

Now generally, all my close friends know what I want my guy to be like! To tell the rest, let me acquaint you with ‘MY KINDA GUY’! It’s going to be slightly confusing, but I hope I can get it all across rightly...I would hate to go ‘Guy Hunting’ and would really adore if he just happens to me...

First and foremost, he should be a man who’s sensitive at times to understand I’m a woman and who’s man enough to tell me at times that, “Look woman, you’re a woman!

This fellow needs to be one who can stand by me even after all the moody tantrums I tend to throw every now and (‘nautanki’ company as I’m called) then make up for all those crocodile tears of mine. See all the adjustment s**t I wouldn’t like to quote because I would love to have a guy who likes to fight and come to a consensus. I don’t believe too much in the ‘funda’ of ‘CHANGE’ also. You should really live together to understand how different someone can be and how you can survive with that totally different being! The fellow should be adventurous at heart and should be up to something or the else at every second...! I like cunning and witty people who can give it back in all the glory compensating for what you gave them in the first place....

Okay my mom’s grinning behind....She knows her daughter has just lost it...

I don’t like pretentious people. Someone down to earth and straightforward is sure to make me go weak in my knees. The man in my life should be a mess when it comes to children. I feel that any man should just know what the “INDIAN SOCIETY” expects him to know and nothing more. The fellow should be one who just wishes to go for long rides at any time of the day and should be anti-PDA....ha ha...This is a major pre-requisite!

Rest, I don’t think I’m asking for more......I want someone nice....someone with whom I would feel at home ......God bless me and my fantasies!

The Butterflies of Life...

I’d actually started scripting a book on this topic, but then somewhere 20 pages down, I realised that I should just write a blogpost and close the talk forever and ever! ....

Part – 1

Are good people butterflies or am I one?

Bright sun overhead, gentle breeze caressing my face, swaying trees, chirping birds, open grasslands with small water bodies, some mountains with schism like deep valleys, slight drizzle and a bright rainbow – That’s the Garden of my Life!

Oh! Guess I forgot one thing – BUTTERFLIES!

These butterflies are the most important part of my garden. Some are bright and colourful and light up my face when they come close...Others are in shades of white and black and hang around me like moronic miniatures. So subtly, all the butterflies move around in my life’s garden and add maximum possible shades and hues to it!

My garden has a crore butterflies and I’m the only alive person in there!

There is no concept of time that binds me with its fetters and chains down my complete schedule. All my time(I don’t know what to call it-maybe LIFE) is spent observing and interacting with these butterflies. They’ve mattered to me more than anything else in my life. My Ma & Pa are two permanent colourful fixtures of my garden!

Others are friends, relatives, acquaintances and rest of the world! There are some magnificent butterflies whose wings are painted with perfect finesse. They enter your life as angels – I mean angel butterflies! They have a prominent halo stuck on their head and their constant positive vibe radiation affirms you with all the surety you’ve ever expected....

They enter your life with a promise to stick on till the end, and as life goes on, they start changing their colours...Oh God.!

To be continued ...

The best I could ever feel...

This girl was such a whiff of happiness in my life....a very beautiful chapter that seems to be lost in wilderness....! I still adore her dearly.....

This beautiful hand-made card of this then 17 yr old had me in tears...It was a card meant for August 3, 2008(Friendship's Day)....Trust me..I've met gems through the course of my life! The glitter used in this card, still lights up my life with all the shimmer!
Next page...Next world...
Pg 4. - The most beautiful she could make.....those not so straight lines I assume are deliberate efforts from her side to tell me that she loves me the most innocent way possible!

If I could even pay back an iota of what happiness she's lent me with this card, I would be the first one to extend my hand....I read it every day and feel so beautiful....We've not spoken like before since Sept 2008 and I miss her from the bottom of my heart....God bless you for being so special!