Careless Whispers

They say change is the only constant. No sir not for me, maybe in most of the cases its true but just read on and then tell me, where is the change???

Scene 1, I was in school, class 7th. As soon as I stopped looking at grls as if they were abhorrent objects of disgust, I fell for one. The grl was very intimidating & I could never muster enough courage to approach her, thou I gave hints, some subtle some obvious but could never confront her. I daresay she smelled something fishy (she being a bong, that’s not a far-fetched guess) but nothing came out of it. A few years on I came to know (from very vishwasniya sutr) that it was not a totally gone case, there could have been some mutual sparks, but she’s too much of a women for me to handle anyway.

Next stop, 2 years down the line. I hardly knew this grl, xcept that she was a very gud frnd, of the grl frnd, of a very gud frnd of mine (it was more complicated than it sounds). What all u can do with a little bit of daring and motivation from those bastards, we call frnds, I gathered courage and with full gusto, approached her, on a chauffeur driven bicycle, ready with a mode of quick escape in case of any tragic eventuality. Fortunately the reply wasn’t an efficient and probably appropriate use of her sandle. I had struck gold this time, but for what? We hardly knew each other b4 this rendezvous, and after exchanging a couple of "love letters" we knew we were heading no where, so very amicably we parted our ways.

"Dil to pagal hai dil deewana hai" next scene 2 years later (even thou there was a minor incident, where I started to feel for a girl, unfortunately (or fortunately?) she had brotherly feelings for me, so that crashed before it could take off). I was in class 11 now, but the lack of opportunity (and courage) forced me to wait for an entire year before I could come up with a masterpiece of a letter. Usse padh kar ladkon tak ka dil phisal gaya, my grl (who were) frnds, all agreed that it was the best, unfortunately my best wasn’t enough. No change in luck yet.

Having watched lots of hindi/english movies and serials, I was very happy to be going to college, all the while thinking "ab to mera bhi number aayega". New people, new places, new frnds and new faces (wow it rhymes) something ought to happen, just a little luck and the stag tag would be out in the bin. In addition to the many new things I pointed earlier there was something else that was entirely new to me. Welcome to kgp, welcome to the land of the infamous non-males (I’m sure kgp grls no longer mind being called this, ab tak to adat ho gayi hogi). Not that there was no representation of the female species at all, but Lt (females) --> 0. Still a fighter has got to fight it out. I had a minor fling with a M Tech student, which I better not talk about, there were also lots of others who I thought were worth attention, but most of them got that attention from someone else before u could even blink your eyes.

Finally the last stop has been Mumbai, the land of opportunities, but how, where, when?? Not a single grl in my office, so chances are that I will have to fight it out real hard, when the going gets tough, the tough gets going. Out of box thinking is essential I guess, and I have put on my thinking caps. My frnds, very soon u’ll see results, how long can one be with "lots of grl frnds, still single" (can’t help but foster such foolish optimism, or else what’s the fun in life?). Mera number aayega I’m sure mera number aayega, after all change is the only constant, is it not?