Friday, August 24, 2012

Finding a partner of whatever - Part 2!

Remember, my dear blog, some days back I had written about how I have many male friends and how they have confided in me about the kind of partner they want. I had written about various things, some true, some partially true but a surprisingly huge number of my friends came back and told me that I had hit the bull's eye. They admitted to a lot of what I had written and obviously wanted to know about my thoughts on the other side of the story i.e what girls/women want in their partners.

I hate to admit it, but women species is a little more (please read hugely more) complicated than the men. Men are fairly simple, they can be stereotyped and written about without much ado, but, God save me when it comes to girls. However, I shall still try and give a perspective. This perspective like the earlier one is also an amalgamation of the thought process of the many many friends, foes and colleagues that I have. Ok, I haven't even really started and I feel how do I write ALL of what I know.

Let me begin from the most fundamental truth, girls really have no clue what they want when it comes to choosing a partner. They are as clueless as a 3 year old kid would be on being asked about rocket science, however they will never agree or admit to this. Girls will cover up and be as straight as possible when it comes to this topic.They will actually make a laundry list of traits which a guy should possess. Without exaggeration, this list will have 8 - 10 parameters including looks, height, income and even specific hobbies. Till now, this is all fine, the problem starts when they start evaluating the poor guy on all of these accounts, the guy falls short (literally or figuratively) and thus the girl meets the next one and then the next. This goes on for an insanely long period and then my dear girl suddenly starts saying, "I only need someone to take care of me and love me". This, my dear blog is only the half truth, because it is now that the laundry list has just been expanded. Girl is now jealous of another girl already in a relationship and mentally adds "love" and "care" to the earlier finalized 10 parameters. And in the meanwhile, the girl already in a relationship is nagging to the poor boy, about how he is missing on all of the 10 parameters.

It is funny but true, girls like boys also do not want equal partners, they literally want better halves. It is such a taboo for a girl to settle down for a guy who is slightly less educated (remember the laundry list), earns a rupee less than her, does not drive a bigger car or is not as fluent in English as her. It is super fun to just listen to a girl talking about her aspirations (yes, that's the word).

I can write no more dear blog, for I have already broken the sisterhood vow of keeping such stuff to myself. Please also note, that in the interest of this blog, I had to use the word "they" instead of "we". For all practical purposes, you may replace the word.


I am very very tired dear blog, but then something within me is itching and so here I am typing and wondering yet again if I will make any sense.

You know, I am an eternal optimist and absolutely nothing can dither me to think in the happy, dreamy and larger than life direction. Like many other days, today also I was telling myself that bigger, better and beautiful things are in store. I always tell this to myself and from constant reinforcement of this belief I have come to realize that hope is quite a spectacular thing. It gives the courage to keep going on, the strength to keep smiling and the heart to keep loving. Please do not think dear blog, that something is going wrong with me, it is all wonderful and nice, I am only in the mood to write about the things I keep pondering about and this is one of them. Retrospectively, I look at things differently, may be we all do but increasingly I realize how many bigger, better, beautiful things were lying all around, waiting to be taken but I didn't take for reasons known only to me. It is like, there were chocolates laid down on table and I could have had them, but then I needed to stretch my hand, I needed to trust that the chocolates were nice and then make the effort of putting them in my mouth. I, if given my own fears decided not to do that small bit, then God help me.

It is excellent to be hopeful but then what will hope do alone, if there is no effort or conviction in the things which life bestows. I read a real thoughtful line somewhere and it goes like "the happiest people don't have the best things, they simply appreciate the things that they have.." It makes all the sense in the world to me only if my sense remains with me all the time.

P.S. - As a matter of fact, I usually love and appreciate a lot of things that I have and it is one of the days, when I am being overly critical of myself.

Monday, August 20, 2012

I am the Boss

Life has its own special way of saying that "I am the boss". It is spectacular to see how things I would have claimed with absolute confidence, would turn upside down and I would just end up laughing at myself. This isn't necessarily bad or good, its only about knowing that I can never be big or smart enough to know what is in store. Pleasant surprises, happy endings, sad journeys all form a part of it. In fact, "you never know" has become my life's most deep routed mantra. It is like for anything and everything that I see going in a direction, takes a "U" turn and then I say, see I told ya "You never know"!

Sunday, August 12, 2012

Main bade hoke Mary Kom banoongi


It is really funny, how people like me, oblivious to what various sports stand for, suddenly start rooting for that one person who thousand miles away is living his/her dream. The dream which was neither easy nor rosy, the dream which was only about an individual’s determination transforms into a nation’s pride.

India’s middle class has a typical mentality and trust me, I am all for it, but there are places this mindset fails and abysmally fails. Sports is one of that areas, kids from an early age are asked what they want to be when they grow up. The kids usually know by the time they are in first grade, that being engineers, doctors, scientists, IAS officers, will please parents and hence that is the answer, innocently spelled out. There is absolutely nothing wrong in being one of the above but how strange it can be that very few say that they want to be boxers, athletes, swimmers and the like. Kids don’t know much and the society ensures that they don’t tread that path. But when there is this one person who rises, purely out of his/her own self worth, we all with bated breath, pray and hope that he/she wins.

Fortunately or unfortunately, if the person wins, its great and if he/she doesn’t then God save them. There are endless long posts about how a billion plus people are capable of producing no medals and how there is palpable difference between the quality of our athletes and the rest. The more stories I read about our heroes, the more it sinks in, that the stars who today are being hailed and watched for, never even got the basic equipment to learn, no encouragement, no support, little diet and unfathomable obstacles. It makes my heart swell with pride that if even 1 person can beat such odds then how many of my countrymen will shine when the nation will rise from slumber and they will get the enablers to reach the pinnacle.

I will wait for that day, and I feel it will be in my lifetime when girls playing in parks will say “main bade hoke Mary Kom banoongi”. For now, signing off and switching on my television to watch another spectacle. Go for GOLD Sushil J