Friday, June 16, 2006

Laws of attraction

You do what you do naturally. Sometimes you plan, sometimes you don’t. But it’s always what you have always done. If you look closely to your life, your achievements, your failures…you will find a certain pattern. Your spectacular achievements, your heart rending failures…all have a similar pattern. As a human being you circumvent the same ideological point you have always considered dear to your heart.

Observe closely, you made friends with similar kind of people…while, you will be astonished to find…all your enemies have similar patterns. The people who didn’t like you two years ago are exactly similar in nature to the man who NOW hates you from the darkest pit of his heart. You just have to apply the same tactics you did last time to defeat or bulldoze your detractor/s.

Don’t you find it interesting that you fall in love, break, vow not to fall in love, than again fall for the trap…WITH A PERSON QUITE SIMILAR TO YOUR LAST GIRLFRIEND/BOYFRIEND. Here I am not saying relationship OK…I am saying you have to fall in LOVE, genuinely.

I have also a certain pattern in my mind. I always fall in love with the same kind of girl…over and over again. I am the most promiscuous man known to me. I was never ashamed of playing or flirting. But I never hide my intentions that I am indeed playing with somebody.

Each woman emits a certain scent from her body. If you are interested, observe two best friends, who think alike...share same characteristics, share same values, love same food. Zero on them. Come close…little closer. Not saying you hug one, but the proximity as to sitting on the same table or even better…coming in the same cab, is fine. You will find BOTH THE LADIES EMIT THE SAME SCENT from their bodies.

I have always been attracted to ladies with a certain kind of odor. Trust me, the girls you truly-deeply-madly fell in love with, have a similar kind of odor, with a little variety in it.
And an interesting observation, the girl you are attracted to…inadvertently has the same attraction for you. Water attracts water. Love hormones attract their counterparts.

My kind of lady is extremely rare. I have not come across much myself. Though I make it a point to close on in every girl I meet, with a search that long has eluded me. My relationship status with them depends much with the chemical signals…olfactory sensors. Most of the girls, I meet, I make friends with. I might even flirt with them. But a proposal? Never.

But then when I pick up the scent I am always in search for, I can be savage. The wild man wakes up in me. My blood sets afire. I don’t want any explanation, I don’t want to know whether she is married or unmarried. I don’t care any morality…I want her that time. I start spinning web around her. I always knew…nobody can escape my web…if I don’t want to let them escape. Nor do I, if they have that certain smell that have always driven me crazy. I want to love her, get love in return…truly-deeply-madly. But then I break up also. That’s another story. Another peculiarity of my kind of scent.

Just on an unrelated note, try to couple with a person who is just…just opposite to you. Neutrality is only possible when a negative and a positive come together.


Otherwise you both are wasting your life.

Wednesday, June 07, 2006

A small corner of my own

FUCK! I am sick of my present state. No fun, no hiking, no bike for biking, no girlfriend to kiss, no fresh beauties to relax my eyes. Only work work work and work…then again, work.

I keep asking myself…is this life? Come on, I am ageing…I crossed my 26th. No more 25ish romanticism for me. My mind is also ageing fast. I have changed my well known slogan to girls I meet. It used to be “I love you”. It’s now “would you like to marry me?”

Hence grudgingly, I have to change the ending note also. It was first, “ok…but you will not get a guy like me”, it’s now “ok fine…don’t mind…that was a joke. Actually, I will marry only of my mother’s choice. It was a good prank wasn’t it?”

Don’t take this note lightly. It’s quite possible that I would die soon out of sheer boredom, frustration and lack of adventure. Before that I would get converted into Christianity. Only to have an epitaph of my own. Top of the epitaph, there would be a board with a message like:
IF YOU ARE A MAN, DON’T BOTHER. ONLY DON’T PEE HERE.

The epitaph would itself read like this:

Behold lady
Here lies the man
You dreamt of

Look his Viagra smiles
Just seeing you

He came and saw and kissed
Only to get pissed
By the bullying fathers and bull brothers

Look intently
How he cries
Seeing you…

Listen…can you hear
What he’s saying

Why you didn’t come to him
When all was nice and cosy
At the year 2006

With a broken heart...
He turned his face from the crooked world
And gave a little fart.

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