Tuxedos on the beach

Show me an unmarried young guy who has no interest in girls and I'll show you what a gay looks like. Everyone likes girls, and why not? They are sweet, they are pretty, they are bitchy and yes, they are hot. ;) The Martians like to drool on their counterparts from Venus and its perfectly normal. Now coming to girls. Since my college life began, I noticed a sharp shift in the mentality of female homo sapiens. They put on more make-up, dress up well (read provocatively) and often use subterfuge to attract the attention of guys. Again, even while keeping the scientific hormonal stuff aside, its normal. But then something occurs. Girls, who try to gain the male attention, whine about the increasing number of "cheap" men ogling their bodies. They fail to take into account, that its the same curve hugging dress that they wore to attract sensuous stares. They go on to complain how the quality of men has gone down and real men aren't available any more. Time and again th...

Ohkay. So just a couple of changes in this post, in terms of my writing style. Firstly, I am gonna refrain from peppering my own expert comments on things (like this one) throughout the entire post. As a well wisher pointed me out it makes me sound too analytical and kills the flow. Secondly, I am also gonna refrain from self bashing. The same well wisher (and many others) told me that I treat myself too harshly. So taking their advice, I'll stick the original flow of pure thoughts without criticizing myself (or as a matter of fact, anyone) So, I went clubbing for the first time in my life. I have been to pubs and discs but only for birthdays or college parties, never with friend groups. A new experience I must say :) Its a place called O2, which has a nice entry passage and a polite staff, much more polite than 10 Downing Street or Delhi Grill (both pubs in my city) So we went in and some of the guys ordered drinks. Just for the records, I am a vegetarian teetotaler who...

Being happy is not easy. Maybe it is our brain's programming that makes us find faults in everything. Our over analytic behaviour makes us find faults in everything that we do. Makes us believe that we should not be happy as we don't have - a) or b), or reminds me of a problem in our lives. Why is it so? Why are we not happy? This is not a rhetorical question but something that I live a near perfect life. Yes, I am arrogant and often "condescending" but I consider myself to be a good guy from inside. May be this conflict between the popular rhetoric of "Bad Guys" and my inherent goodness often creates problems. Often, while talking to people. Its good that I have understood the problem, but again I tend to analyze it too much. Result, I remain unhappy, unhappy when someone talks to my crush, unhappy when I see others enjoying and me being so called "left out". And then I try to find solace by being professional, doing my "work". I a...

27th Semptember 2012, Karnal "Woke up at 8.30 and prepared to leave. I am sad because I am in love. For those people who wrongly infer that I already am and cite my shares and retweets to support it, may utter 'ooooh's and 'aaaah's, but not me. For a person who is hypercritical of himself and everything around him almost to the brink of a disorder, this is no ordinary thing. He is a true libran whose mind analyzes love and gives a thumbs up to heart before proceeding. And especially, when the subject of interest is inanimate. I have fallen in love with the city of Delhi, with its broad roads and traffic jams, with its shining malls and crowded markets, with its greenbelt and concrete jungle, with its super rich and the vendors who risk their lives daily to earn their daily bread. Yes, I haven't yet got the chance to explore the city inside out because most of my interactions have been with the planned subcity of New Delhi or the smartly managed Delhi...