I just read a FB status of a friend who said “Happy Alentine’s Ay to all those who can’t get a V or D” (That post indeed made my day xP) Followed by a Buzzfeed article on how HP was the cleverest book series ever. (And that choke-in-your-throat moment) So the V day did start off with some level of EPICness.
Rewind 24 hours, this classmate of mine walks up to me and says, “So Arun, what plans for tomorrow?” And there I’m wondering what the next day was. Not that it makes a big difference, then you realize you’re growing up when you do not even know the date and forgetting the entire colour-coded thingy that they do on V Day,( I completely forgot it and kinda makes you wonder if you’re growing up or growing old!!!) Both of which I do not greatly appreciate.
I sit in class and make notes in the corner of my book on some random idea for a movie script/short story. Of late, it has been the people around me and the conversations that I seem to be having with them. Some of those make it into a blog and some into a story.
Things change. People change. Situations change. Environments change. And the one that I inhabit currently is this huge Glasshouse where everyone knows what the other person is doing. That’s a residential MBA situated in a place miles away from the city for you.( Kinda like Hogwarts without the magic or anything cool for that matter)
I had two interesting conversations this past week. One was about PK. There was this dude who thought PK was brilliant and when they were discussing the film, all I could think of saying was how cute Sushant Singh Rajput was!!( Cuz, PK to me was a disappointment coming from the Rajkumar Hirani stable) And pat came the reply, “These girls, you know, all they care about is who looked cute and how cute he was” All because my idea of a classic wasn’t PK (I thought OMG was way better) and sure he meant it in jest and I’m supposed to laugh at my own silliness. What followed was a lecture on how I should watch a film for the script and the acting and not the looks of the leads.
The irony lies in the fact that Aaron Sorkin is my favourite scriptwriter and here was someone teaching me to appreciate writing when I’m sure he has no clue who that is. I’m not taking the intellectual high ground here, just that people should stop and think before jumping to conclusions and labelling a girl, and girls in general. Maybe I’m over-reacting but I just think that someone should.
The second piece of convo, much more interesting than the last was this discussion on what conversations between a guy and his girlfriend would be like. So after a few minutes these guys decided that it would be random nonsense on what you ate, class, what her dog did and you get the point!!!!!! So I said they could have intellectual conversations on topics ranging from literature to art to what would Raghuram Rajan be doing next(This was right after an economics class btw) What followed was hilarious laughter and bringing in more guys into the conversation for validation on how stupid my entire point of view was. I fail to see what is so funny about this entire thing.
You talk to your friend about the cricket score, Chinese economy and the latest Hollywood movie but why the girlfriend should be the girl with whom you’d have to lower your so-called-standards and have only meaningless conversation beats me. I’m not saying all guys think this way but just pointing out that many do. And this entire viewpoint disgusts me.
So ALL YOU SINGLE LADIES out there. You’re smart, independent, intelligent, witty, funny, quirky, and absolutely weird and THAT is what makes you so unique. It doesn’t matter if you’re hot, fat, anorexic, stubborn or adamant. If you’re high maintenance, wait for that one person who loves maintaining you(Chandler <3) One who would listen to you fangirl about Cumberbatch and still discuss the implications of Modi’s China visit. One who respects your intelligence and values your opinion. Remember to always have an opinion. You’re not a mannequin at a shopping mall. You’re made of flesh and blood. NEVER SETTLE for the one who taps on the window. Get a CAT instead xP
