Season's Gripings and Lessons Learned - (Fable-Pt 11)
It was that time of the year again. December - 'tis the season to be jolly. And suddenly you see couples everywhere. And when I say everywhere, I mean couples crawling out of the woodwork, stepping out or into the elevators, in malls, in banks, in bookshops. And always, always, holding hands. The city became a Noah’s Ark for Humans. Add to it the tinsel, the myriad shades of red, the Christmas trees, the confetti, the odd mistletoe... All things conducive to happy couple-dom. But the biggest of all? The New Year around the corner which gives most couples a (sometimes false) sense of secure togetherness. We are invincible! We've been together so long and actually moving into a new year?! Wow! More power to US! (Repeat 5 times and with extra cheer in presence of Perennially Single mortals! Make them WANT/CRAVE/DESIRE to be one half of a Diabetes-inducing couple!)
Thus giving rise to a phenomenon called Cupidism.
Cupidism - The faulty logic that leads a well-meaning but clueless third party (usually one half of a Diabetes-inducing couple) to believe that two random singles are perfect for each other.
Some faulty logic/Cupidism examples… (Drumroll please!)
#1. “I’ve known him for the past eleven years!” (11 years guarantee! Or your money back!))
#2. “Give him a chance. He needs someone exactly like you in his life right now.” (The ONLY detergent that cleans to a new shade of white! Or your money back!)
#3. “ Won’t you like to go out with someone who loves you as much as I love *insert best friend’s name*?” (Neighbor’s envy, Owner’s pride! …Or your money back!)
#4. “He’s just as miserable as you are!” (Buy one get one free! …Or…yes!)
#5. “Don’t be so picky! Try be more open-minded. Maybe the investment banker is NOT so boring after all!” (Introducing Same Old Bore in fabulous new packaging!)
Cupidism, is largely responsible for most of the horror (and humor) of single womanhood. Faced with this, what's a single girl to do?
She decides to take a much needed break from work and the Couples, Couples everywhere and go home to mom and all the pampering! And to a city that actually has well-defined seasons and wider roads and trees and…as she suspected (but never really admitted) was her one true love. New Delhi and That Woman. Till death do they part. But alas, this did not a couple make!
She settled on her seat finally and saw a vision. A tall, lanky guy, in rimless glasses and a navy blue turtleneck, carrying the Alain De Botton book The Consolations of Philosophy was looking for his seat.
“Dear God, if you love me, may Eye-Candy Man sit next to me!” That Woman thought wickedly. Knowing fully well, such things never happened to her. Eye-Candy Man put his laptop bag on the seat in front of her. There… she sighed. But then, an angel in a short red skirt intervened.
“Ma’am, would you mind switching seats with the lady in front of you…”
Are you serious? That Woman, a vision of charm and cool, picked up her bag and landed on the seat beside Eye-Candy Man! Not believing her luck. God did love her, even though she had to “work” to get what she had asked for. But wasn’t that the essence of our philosophy… So she “worked” a bit more. Reaching into her bag she pulled out her trump card. Status Anxiety by Alain De Botton. He noticed, he approved, he smiled. And he got dimples. God couldn’t be that kind. A man with dimples, sitting next to her, about to start a conversation… So what was The Catch? …There had to be one. There was always one!
“Flying to Delhi?” he asked. Ok, it was stupid!
“Aren’t we all?” she said cheekily. Bad move!
“Yes, we are, indeed. And looks like De Botton is the prescribed reading material for this flight,” he flashed his dimples at her, thus thwarting any other smartass answers she could possibly think.
She smiled back, fastening her seat belt. They introduced themselves and shook hands. She wondered if this was what the airline meant when they beckoned you to fly the good times. If so, she was hooked. The two hours just flew past (intended bad pun) and the conversation had them hooked to each other. They were having one of those great first dates that you can only have when it’s not an actual date. And this wasn’t. This was a co-incidence gone so absolutely right!
The December chill hit her the minute she stepped out of the aircraft. He offered her his jacket. Half an hour later, they were exchanging numbers as they parted ways.
Delhi looked fabulous. And it never let her down. The roads gleamed in the winter sun, the trees looked lovely and the florists on every street corner made you want to believe. In happiness and the fact that it could be found in the most unexpected places. And there was no catch to this one. Being here was reason enough to smile.
Bonding with old friends, meeting new people, re-visiting favorite hang-outs, finding all the books on her shopping list at Fact & Fiction (‘Cos people in Delhi had better taste in books), sipping cappuccino at a café by the road and not getting assaulted by the pollution… Delhi rocked!
Thus giving rise to a phenomenon called Cupidism.
Cupidism - The faulty logic that leads a well-meaning but clueless third party (usually one half of a Diabetes-inducing couple) to believe that two random singles are perfect for each other.
Some faulty logic/Cupidism examples… (Drumroll please!)
#1. “I’ve known him for the past eleven years!” (11 years guarantee! Or your money back!))
#2. “Give him a chance. He needs someone exactly like you in his life right now.” (The ONLY detergent that cleans to a new shade of white! Or your money back!)
#3. “ Won’t you like to go out with someone who loves you as much as I love *insert best friend’s name*?” (Neighbor’s envy, Owner’s pride! …Or your money back!)
#4. “He’s just as miserable as you are!” (Buy one get one free! …Or…yes!)
#5. “Don’t be so picky! Try be more open-minded. Maybe the investment banker is NOT so boring after all!” (Introducing Same Old Bore in fabulous new packaging!)
Cupidism, is largely responsible for most of the horror (and humor) of single womanhood. Faced with this, what's a single girl to do?
She decides to take a much needed break from work and the Couples, Couples everywhere and go home to mom and all the pampering! And to a city that actually has well-defined seasons and wider roads and trees and…as she suspected (but never really admitted) was her one true love. New Delhi and That Woman. Till death do they part. But alas, this did not a couple make!
She settled on her seat finally and saw a vision. A tall, lanky guy, in rimless glasses and a navy blue turtleneck, carrying the Alain De Botton book The Consolations of Philosophy was looking for his seat.
“Dear God, if you love me, may Eye-Candy Man sit next to me!” That Woman thought wickedly. Knowing fully well, such things never happened to her. Eye-Candy Man put his laptop bag on the seat in front of her. There… she sighed. But then, an angel in a short red skirt intervened.
“Ma’am, would you mind switching seats with the lady in front of you…”
Are you serious? That Woman, a vision of charm and cool, picked up her bag and landed on the seat beside Eye-Candy Man! Not believing her luck. God did love her, even though she had to “work” to get what she had asked for. But wasn’t that the essence of our philosophy… So she “worked” a bit more. Reaching into her bag she pulled out her trump card. Status Anxiety by Alain De Botton. He noticed, he approved, he smiled. And he got dimples. God couldn’t be that kind. A man with dimples, sitting next to her, about to start a conversation… So what was The Catch? …There had to be one. There was always one!
“Flying to Delhi?” he asked. Ok, it was stupid!
“Aren’t we all?” she said cheekily. Bad move!
“Yes, we are, indeed. And looks like De Botton is the prescribed reading material for this flight,” he flashed his dimples at her, thus thwarting any other smartass answers she could possibly think.
She smiled back, fastening her seat belt. They introduced themselves and shook hands. She wondered if this was what the airline meant when they beckoned you to fly the good times. If so, she was hooked. The two hours just flew past (intended bad pun) and the conversation had them hooked to each other. They were having one of those great first dates that you can only have when it’s not an actual date. And this wasn’t. This was a co-incidence gone so absolutely right!
The December chill hit her the minute she stepped out of the aircraft. He offered her his jacket. Half an hour later, they were exchanging numbers as they parted ways.
Delhi looked fabulous. And it never let her down. The roads gleamed in the winter sun, the trees looked lovely and the florists on every street corner made you want to believe. In happiness and the fact that it could be found in the most unexpected places. And there was no catch to this one. Being here was reason enough to smile.
Bonding with old friends, meeting new people, re-visiting favorite hang-outs, finding all the books on her shopping list at Fact & Fiction (‘Cos people in Delhi had better taste in books), sipping cappuccino at a café by the road and not getting assaulted by the pollution… Delhi rocked!
***
Eye-Candy Man called her two days later and they met for brunch. (Why brunch? ‘Cos she was sick of dinner dates. Besides, brunch was modern Delhi culture. If you come to Delhi and don’t do brunch… Dude, you’ve not lived!)
So, That Woman and Eye-Candy Man LIVED it up in that Delhi-ciously laidback way for 6 ultra-cool, electrically, magnetically charged hours. Brunch was followed by a lazy walk in Khan Market, checking out music shops and bookshops and stopping at a new café for coffee. He was intelligent, charming, courteous, erudite, funny, witty… Phew! You get the picture. They parted ways at 7 in the evening, with a hug and a wistful smile. They had separate dinner plans with friends.
That Woman had a spring in her step and her eyes seemed bright as she hugged Kickass Babe. A close friend since college who had only recently moved to Delhi after a work stint in Australia. And she wasn’t there alone. She brought along Delectable Dude, her live-in boyfriend of past 3 months. That Woman did a double take when she saw him. Delectable Dude looked like a movie star, but was a Ph. D. in Economics and on a fellowship with an Ivy-league University. WHOA!
“But, hang on,” That Woman pulled Kickass Babe aside. “What exactly happened with Guy X? …And why did you breakup your engagement? Was it because of Delectable Dude? ‘Cos I’d completely understand, if it were so,” she grinned. They did have a lot of catching up to do. Kickass Babe had been commitment phobic for the longest time. Then last year, she started seeing Guy X and grew serious. That Woman and other girlfriends were pleasantly surprised. Then came the even happier news of Kickass Babe’s engagement with Guy X. And Kickass Babe sounding ecstatic on long ISD calls. And then, almost 6 months later, she called to say she had broken up with Guy X because he turned out to be an insecure, jealously possessive, stalking-her-everywhere kind of guy, because now that they were engaged, he did not want her even looking at another man! This was weird, but something like that happened to That Woman too once.
There were men, who loved to commit but once you committed back (and this is the scary part) got so insanely insecure about losing you, that they turned obsessively compulsively possessive! It was a complete personality change. And it could get really really unpleasant. Guy X thought, Now that she’s got my ring on her finger, why does she need other male friends around? I need to keep tabs on her, and go through her phone on the sly to read all those SMS’s she gets from various guys, she calls “friends”!
Psycho ALERT! Cut your losses and run, girl. NOW!
“Delectable Dude’s a blessing!” Kickass Babe confessed. “He’s…normal! And I’m not going to rush into anything… Taking it a day at a time!”
“Why did you ever say yes to Guy X?” That Woman asked. “What was your biggest reason?”
Kickass Babe took a long sip of her mojito. “Because, when things have been going reasonably well, and it’s your birthday, and the guy surprises you by taking you to dinner at the most expensive and chic restaurant in town. And over there, he pops champagne, raises a toast to you, then goes down on one knee and pops a diamond ring… Sweetie, you say YES!”
Long, long contemplative silence followed. This was the reason That Woman was wary of Dangerous Days like Birthdays, Valentine’s Day, Christmas and New Year’s Eve falling in the early days of a relationship. These were the days that should be marked with a red flag on a relationship chronology calendar. Or at least a warning sign: Dangerous Day ahead. And one was just 3 days away. Dec 31.
“Did you ever meet Guy X?” Delectable Dude asked That Woman, breaking the silence.
“No! She was supposed to bring pictures tonight. …Did you?”
“’Course I did,” KB grinned and pulled out an unwieldy stack of photos and handed it to That Woman. She looked at them. Happy photos of KB. KB’s apartment in Sydney overlooking the harbor. KB and Eye-Candy Man having coffee in the balcony overlooking the harbor. KB and Delectable Dude on the beach…
HANG ON. REWIND. …Eye-Candy Man!!!
“Guy X,” Kickass Babe pointed when she saw That Woman going back to that picture. “The only picture I had of him and I brought to show all of you.”
“Hmmm,” That Woman pursed her lips and stared at the photo. It WAS him. Him and his dimples which he flashed at the camera. And which he’d been flashing at her all day today. Which he’d flashed particularly cutely when he asked her to be his date on New Year ’s Eve.
New Year’s Eve - The world’s most over-priced and high-pressure Date Night, which involved serious planning and a midnight kiss that rang in another year.
It was also a night of reckoning. Despite the fact that there are over fifteen million people in Delhi (more in Bombay) there are times you still feel shipwrecked and alone. Like New Year’s Eve. When even the most resourceful and strong-willed survivor would feel the need to send out smoke signals, or put a message in a bottle.
And in one such moment of great vulnerability, she’d agreed to go with Eye-Candy Man to a New Year’s Eve party earlier that afternoon.
And in this particular moment, she saw The Catch that she’d suspected would be there. The fine print that was the caveat to the little * sign on the right of Eye-Candy Man’s head! Conditions Apply. Yeah, baby, they did! And one woman’s Eye-Candy Man was another woman’s King Kong!
“Let’s do tequila shots!” That Woman looked at Kickass Babe and Delectable Dude and smiled.
According to the Unwritten Dating Rules 1) You did not date a close friend’s ex, and, 2) You DEFINITELY did not date a guy you knew had psycho potential unless you were on a path of self-destruction.
Another one bites the dust!
(Along with his dimples!)
And a tequila shot helps clear the head like nothing else.
***
Post New Year’s Eve and well into the New Year itself… That Woman and her closest bunch of friends were at their favorite pub, exchanging career woes, dating disasters, existential issues, dancing to the music they loved, laughing at the silliest of jokes, checking out cute guys, being proud of each other’s smallest of achievements and reaffirming the unspoken laws of great friendship that would sustain them through anything.
It would be childish of them to deny that their lives weren't changing. But for this night, none of them were going anywhere. That's the thing about really good friends and a really great Delhi! As the fog lifted, every single day, you could actually view the world anew.
And it shined!
***
The runway gleamed on the bright morning, That Woman left Delhi. She was back to being her confident, cheerful self, but still a bit startled to see another adorable guy in the aisle about to sit next to her. And even more when she heard him say, “Hi!” And as her eternally optimistic self distracted her for a brief flight of fancy wondering if he was The One, she realized he was still speaking. “Would you mind switching seats so I can sit with my girlfriend, Tiya?”
Tiya looked at That Woman sweetly. She was predictably thin, with blonde highlights in her hair and loads of lip gloss. Okay, issues with current situation 1) Her name was Tiya, so she didn’t like her already. 2) He didn’t HAVE to say her name, so obviously he just enjoyed saying it… enjoyed dating a Tiya. 3) Tiya stole her man. And 4) That Woman was not feeling very supportive of relationships.
So she said, just as sweetly, “You know, I just stopped seeing someone, and I’m not feeling very pro-love right now, so if you don’t mind, I really don’t want to switch seats.”
Tiya looked disappointed. That Woman felt like an arrogant bitch. But she held her ground and her window seat because…why was she singled out to move? …She knew the reasons very well. Because she was single! She could sit anywhere! Nobody would miss her!
Tiya and her boyfriend smiled at each other wistfully and hugged. (Ugh!) How would they survive apart? Not her problem. She was alone. She was going back from the holidays and her favorite city – alone. She had to haul her bags from the carousel alone and lug them alone to the exit point alone and wait in the line for a cab alone and go to her apartment alone. So she figured Tiya could be alone for one fucking flight!
Her boyfriend turned out to be a very nice guy. Him and That Woman talked the whole way to Bombay. And they didn’t talk about her. She was barely a blip on their radar. When he asked her for her pen, she knew Tiya was on her way out. He would give her his number and they would end up together, and the whole thing would make a great story, all because she wouldn’t give up her seat.
He wrote ‘I LOVE YOU’ on his cocktail napkin and then he had the people in front of them pass the note to Tiya.
How many people must be inconvenienced by this relationship!? That Woman wondered as he gave her back her pen.
And she thought of Cupidism. In all honesty.
It's the spinach of dating philosophies — you may not always (or ever) enjoy it, but it's probably good for you. One pro to all its many cons was at least she’d know FOR SURE that the guy was single, available, and neither she nor he was breaking any of the Unwritten Dating Rules!
And that was a big one! HUGE!
Eye-Candy Man called her two days later and they met for brunch. (Why brunch? ‘Cos she was sick of dinner dates. Besides, brunch was modern Delhi culture. If you come to Delhi and don’t do brunch… Dude, you’ve not lived!)
So, That Woman and Eye-Candy Man LIVED it up in that Delhi-ciously laidback way for 6 ultra-cool, electrically, magnetically charged hours. Brunch was followed by a lazy walk in Khan Market, checking out music shops and bookshops and stopping at a new café for coffee. He was intelligent, charming, courteous, erudite, funny, witty… Phew! You get the picture. They parted ways at 7 in the evening, with a hug and a wistful smile. They had separate dinner plans with friends.
That Woman had a spring in her step and her eyes seemed bright as she hugged Kickass Babe. A close friend since college who had only recently moved to Delhi after a work stint in Australia. And she wasn’t there alone. She brought along Delectable Dude, her live-in boyfriend of past 3 months. That Woman did a double take when she saw him. Delectable Dude looked like a movie star, but was a Ph. D. in Economics and on a fellowship with an Ivy-league University. WHOA!
“But, hang on,” That Woman pulled Kickass Babe aside. “What exactly happened with Guy X? …And why did you breakup your engagement? Was it because of Delectable Dude? ‘Cos I’d completely understand, if it were so,” she grinned. They did have a lot of catching up to do. Kickass Babe had been commitment phobic for the longest time. Then last year, she started seeing Guy X and grew serious. That Woman and other girlfriends were pleasantly surprised. Then came the even happier news of Kickass Babe’s engagement with Guy X. And Kickass Babe sounding ecstatic on long ISD calls. And then, almost 6 months later, she called to say she had broken up with Guy X because he turned out to be an insecure, jealously possessive, stalking-her-everywhere kind of guy, because now that they were engaged, he did not want her even looking at another man! This was weird, but something like that happened to That Woman too once.
There were men, who loved to commit but once you committed back (and this is the scary part) got so insanely insecure about losing you, that they turned obsessively compulsively possessive! It was a complete personality change. And it could get really really unpleasant. Guy X thought, Now that she’s got my ring on her finger, why does she need other male friends around? I need to keep tabs on her, and go through her phone on the sly to read all those SMS’s she gets from various guys, she calls “friends”!
Psycho ALERT! Cut your losses and run, girl. NOW!
“Delectable Dude’s a blessing!” Kickass Babe confessed. “He’s…normal! And I’m not going to rush into anything… Taking it a day at a time!”
“Why did you ever say yes to Guy X?” That Woman asked. “What was your biggest reason?”
Kickass Babe took a long sip of her mojito. “Because, when things have been going reasonably well, and it’s your birthday, and the guy surprises you by taking you to dinner at the most expensive and chic restaurant in town. And over there, he pops champagne, raises a toast to you, then goes down on one knee and pops a diamond ring… Sweetie, you say YES!”
Long, long contemplative silence followed. This was the reason That Woman was wary of Dangerous Days like Birthdays, Valentine’s Day, Christmas and New Year’s Eve falling in the early days of a relationship. These were the days that should be marked with a red flag on a relationship chronology calendar. Or at least a warning sign: Dangerous Day ahead. And one was just 3 days away. Dec 31.
“Did you ever meet Guy X?” Delectable Dude asked That Woman, breaking the silence.
“No! She was supposed to bring pictures tonight. …Did you?”
“’Course I did,” KB grinned and pulled out an unwieldy stack of photos and handed it to That Woman. She looked at them. Happy photos of KB. KB’s apartment in Sydney overlooking the harbor. KB and Eye-Candy Man having coffee in the balcony overlooking the harbor. KB and Delectable Dude on the beach…
HANG ON. REWIND. …Eye-Candy Man!!!
“Guy X,” Kickass Babe pointed when she saw That Woman going back to that picture. “The only picture I had of him and I brought to show all of you.”
“Hmmm,” That Woman pursed her lips and stared at the photo. It WAS him. Him and his dimples which he flashed at the camera. And which he’d been flashing at her all day today. Which he’d flashed particularly cutely when he asked her to be his date on New Year ’s Eve.
New Year’s Eve - The world’s most over-priced and high-pressure Date Night, which involved serious planning and a midnight kiss that rang in another year.
It was also a night of reckoning. Despite the fact that there are over fifteen million people in Delhi (more in Bombay) there are times you still feel shipwrecked and alone. Like New Year’s Eve. When even the most resourceful and strong-willed survivor would feel the need to send out smoke signals, or put a message in a bottle.
And in one such moment of great vulnerability, she’d agreed to go with Eye-Candy Man to a New Year’s Eve party earlier that afternoon.
And in this particular moment, she saw The Catch that she’d suspected would be there. The fine print that was the caveat to the little * sign on the right of Eye-Candy Man’s head! Conditions Apply. Yeah, baby, they did! And one woman’s Eye-Candy Man was another woman’s King Kong!
“Let’s do tequila shots!” That Woman looked at Kickass Babe and Delectable Dude and smiled.
According to the Unwritten Dating Rules 1) You did not date a close friend’s ex, and, 2) You DEFINITELY did not date a guy you knew had psycho potential unless you were on a path of self-destruction.
Another one bites the dust!
(Along with his dimples!)
And a tequila shot helps clear the head like nothing else.
***
Post New Year’s Eve and well into the New Year itself… That Woman and her closest bunch of friends were at their favorite pub, exchanging career woes, dating disasters, existential issues, dancing to the music they loved, laughing at the silliest of jokes, checking out cute guys, being proud of each other’s smallest of achievements and reaffirming the unspoken laws of great friendship that would sustain them through anything.
It would be childish of them to deny that their lives weren't changing. But for this night, none of them were going anywhere. That's the thing about really good friends and a really great Delhi! As the fog lifted, every single day, you could actually view the world anew.
And it shined!
***
The runway gleamed on the bright morning, That Woman left Delhi. She was back to being her confident, cheerful self, but still a bit startled to see another adorable guy in the aisle about to sit next to her. And even more when she heard him say, “Hi!” And as her eternally optimistic self distracted her for a brief flight of fancy wondering if he was The One, she realized he was still speaking. “Would you mind switching seats so I can sit with my girlfriend, Tiya?”
Tiya looked at That Woman sweetly. She was predictably thin, with blonde highlights in her hair and loads of lip gloss. Okay, issues with current situation 1) Her name was Tiya, so she didn’t like her already. 2) He didn’t HAVE to say her name, so obviously he just enjoyed saying it… enjoyed dating a Tiya. 3) Tiya stole her man. And 4) That Woman was not feeling very supportive of relationships.
So she said, just as sweetly, “You know, I just stopped seeing someone, and I’m not feeling very pro-love right now, so if you don’t mind, I really don’t want to switch seats.”
Tiya looked disappointed. That Woman felt like an arrogant bitch. But she held her ground and her window seat because…why was she singled out to move? …She knew the reasons very well. Because she was single! She could sit anywhere! Nobody would miss her!
Tiya and her boyfriend smiled at each other wistfully and hugged. (Ugh!) How would they survive apart? Not her problem. She was alone. She was going back from the holidays and her favorite city – alone. She had to haul her bags from the carousel alone and lug them alone to the exit point alone and wait in the line for a cab alone and go to her apartment alone. So she figured Tiya could be alone for one fucking flight!
Her boyfriend turned out to be a very nice guy. Him and That Woman talked the whole way to Bombay. And they didn’t talk about her. She was barely a blip on their radar. When he asked her for her pen, she knew Tiya was on her way out. He would give her his number and they would end up together, and the whole thing would make a great story, all because she wouldn’t give up her seat.
He wrote ‘I LOVE YOU’ on his cocktail napkin and then he had the people in front of them pass the note to Tiya.
How many people must be inconvenienced by this relationship!? That Woman wondered as he gave her back her pen.
And she thought of Cupidism. In all honesty.
It's the spinach of dating philosophies — you may not always (or ever) enjoy it, but it's probably good for you. One pro to all its many cons was at least she’d know FOR SURE that the guy was single, available, and neither she nor he was breaking any of the Unwritten Dating Rules!
And that was a big one! HUGE!
***
P.S. This post is for Shyam - A really really great friend (in wonderful Delhi). The fog will soon lift and the world will be a happier, shinier place. For all of us!
And Reshu - For Everything! (...And more!)
:)
posted by Vijayeta | 4:15 PM
33 Comments:
hey you,
ummm I dun usually post comments on blogs ... just slyly read em * gets slapped *
:-}
must say I love your style of writing :)very riveting * kudos *
cheers !@!!
p.s : love the errr - what its called - background ??! err no - umm oooh - template ! yep, love it :)
hi v
so that woman turned down eye candy man on new year eve. awwwwww.
btw whats up with that man. no new year xchanges yet?
“You know, I just stopped seeing someone, and I’m not feeling very pro-love right now, so if you don’t mind, I really don’t want to switch seats.” That one really cracked me up man!!! ROTFL!!! I'm becomign addicted to this series of yours! Yes! Yes! Next installment pliss!!!! And heppy noo yeer to you!!! :)
Darlin', after some disastrous stories that I have heard from close friends about dating psychos, I think it is safe to be a victim to Cupidism! :) At least, when a very close, trusted friend recommends someone, that is as close to a guarantee card that one can get on a person! :)
And yes, ditch possessive psychos and run for life! :)
And finally, YAY YAY to girl friends! :) They help us LIVE! :)
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lovely lovely lovely!
after a short hiatus, i re-started my journey into the blog world with yours and i'm so happy i did. :-)
happy new year woman! looking forward to lots more fables and the hilarious witticisms that come with them.
p.s. that bit about tiya is too funny. god, i so know what you mean.
tiya...ha ha ha!
Delhi...I love that city so...the bhestest... and during winter it's abso-frigging - lutely awesome...
What are the odds of EYE CANDY MAN turning out to be Mr.X dayuum.. no wonder THAT Woman wasn't too pro - love in the end... and Tiya happens to be the name of me ex - wife too.. I do not like Tiyas anymore I think... yes definitely off Tiya's for this lifetime atleast....
Again brilliantly done...
cheers
and yes A Yappy new Ear to you too...
cheers
z
poor sad skinny tiya...ha ha ha!!!!
don't ask me why i find this so funny. i don't even know anyone by that name. and yet i can't stop giggling. enough, i'm going to some other blog!
hee hee!
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So she said, just as sweetly, “You know, I just stopped seeing someone, and I’m not feeling very pro-love right now, so if you don’t mind, I really don’t want to switch seats.”
Tastefully mean. :)
Hehe.. when the fog lifts the creepy summer will be back, we'd all be sweaty sweary and stinky all over again :-p
But thank yoo for the dedication. A bonus hug for you next time when we meet because of that :D
Papu: Now, if you've been slyly reading the comments too, you'd know i've been giving out Cool Brownie Points to people who like my template. You are eligible for some too :)
Thanks!
Anonymous: That Man lives in another city, with another girl...
Wishfulthinker: Happy New Year to you too, buddy! Glad i could make you ROTFL. Next instalment will come soon. I promise!
Ditty: Psychos, possessive or otherwise, should be lined up and shot! You know what's more scary? That all of us have encountered at least one or two in our lives! So imagine how many of them are doing the rounds.
Cupidism seems like a good idea as of now...
And yes, with girlfriends, you can get over ANYTHING!
Girl in Pink: Yr comments made me grin endlessly. I'm so glad you got what i was trying to get at ;)Isnt it amazing how some names just seem to be custom-made for a bimbette personality type? Another annoying name...Pia! Know two models who're called that. Phew! You can imagine what they're like!
Zofo the Hermit - Whoops! :p
And a Happy New Year to you too :)
KD: That's the ONLY way to be really mean. And follow it up with a big smile! Leaves the other person stumped for an answer/reaction.
Codey: And thats exactly the point of having a season cycle. After the summer comes the rain! So there :D
Looking forward to the bonus hug ;)
New post!! aren't you still here?
(ps: i hate HATE HATTTEEE the name Tiya). Even more than Aryan.
Hey Vijeyta
Eye Candy turning out to be Guy X was almost like a Bollywood script.
Why don't you make a film out of all this? It will be just so riveting to watch! :-)
Happy new year to you and thanks for dropping in at my blog.
Cheers
Dan
how are you now?
happy new year to you too...
take care
aha! no wonder u were singing "i will survive"! ;-)
hehehe... glad to have ya back in bambai - as they say: neighbours envy, owners pride.
Hmm..wondering what to say about the blog...except..i completely understand where 'that woman' is coming from..that comment reminds me of my call center days..where i used to repeat that on 80 out of 90 calls!
u're right on one thing though..if something appears too good to be true..it generally is too good to be true. Cute looks..dimples and the fact that fate arranged for 'that woman; to sit with 'Eye Candy' should have set off enough alarm bells and smoke signals to get our parliament to act on it!
Who?
'Cupidism' can play havoc depending on the frame of mind you're in - pro or anti love!
wishing that woman more luck on the flight back.
and please don't kill that man. not yet anyways.
My boyfriend and I absolutely insist on spending holidays like New Year's Eve and Valentine's Day with other friends (most of them single) because I'm sure we'd be laughing our asses off if dropped into a cliche romantic dinner type situation.
But we really aren't the typical couple, because I know a lot of couples who become very exclusive, indifferent to old friends, "can't live without each other for two minutes".
For us there is nothing better than the company of friends, not that we don't love spending time with each other.
And hurray for friends!!
I remain a sucker, as always for the painful and the beautiful...
... the florists on every street corner made you want to believe. In happiness and the fact that it could be found in the most unexpected places...
the irony is painful.
you remain forever scintillating everywhere else. do you watch sex and the city? you remind me of that.
smriti
Whoa! Looks as if we have our very own Ally McBeal in you Vij;-)The kinda twists n turn your life keeps on takin,seems straight out of a screenplay by David Kelly.
Eye Candy man turning to be a good friend's ex.One of those predicaments in life you wished you never faced.
Sublime Thoughts
The friends bit..ya man they sure rock!
Oops...wonder why its not allowing blogger comments.
-Sublime Thoughts
Shilpa: I'm in Bombay... Oh yeah, Aryan's a horrid name! :p
Dan Husain: Film, yes! Long cherished dream that one... Sigh! Know anyone who'd fund it? ;)
Oreen: I'm good...back in Bombay and hating it!
Closetalk: I will survive...yeah, baby! What about you? Now that you've found lurrrve... Neighbor's envy, owner's pride to you too ;)
VG: What?
Id it is: You're right...but one should try everything once ;)
Lemontree: Won't kill That Man. Rest assured, he'd die a natural death, unless AAA has other plans ;)
Thalassa_Mikra: I love you, girl! That's the way a couple should be. I know so many people who get so exclusive once they start seeing someone that all friends are ignored. And then, post-breakup, they expect all friendships to return to normal, which is quite difficult...
Smriti: I still cant believe you've been reading my blog :D Irony Maiden, that's what i've become lately...
Sublime Thoughts: Sex and the City...Ally McBeal...??? What about poor ol' me? Eye Candy Man was the biggest lost cause, if ever there was one! A weird predicament, no doubt, but one that teaches its own lessons. Friends rock! No matter what!
:)
Quite a longish post but interesting indeed. Very visual descriptions. :)
Hi!! I just chanced in upon your blog. I read a few lines and I was hooked, you write extremely well. The story was riveting funny and not to mention somthing I could totally identify with. Starting from the pain of being single in an annoyingly couply world to the catch to Tia.
Ok, I'm still waiting for the next installment! I is waiting and waiting and waiting you is not writing wonly! Wot is this I ask to you! :)
oh you write deathlike!!! I resisted reading that post so long, now I know why, something told me there'e be a tiya in it... tiya..diya..tiyadiya.. no i'm slightly nutty that way.
Oh, guess what song you got stuck i nmy head... it's a small world after all... i-its a smalll worrrldd aaafter alll
Tiya?? Errrm! Is bad news. I hate it when couples, families insist on inconvienencing everyone else on a flight, when they insist on being seated together! Hmpfh. Like the relationship doesn't have the strength to survive their two hours apart!
May be though, I must change my name into something just a little exotic...
hey, nice post...funny...
this was hilarios even though ive never been lucky about getting to sit with the cute guy on a plane!
lol...if uve done shoots with ppl from khi and lahore...then i might know of them, if not personally...in pakistan...entertainment is a small world.lol.
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