I don’t believe in love at first sight. I’m a cynic, you know. Professing my immediate love for anything, no matter how glorious is an impulse that is highly improbable, if not entirely out of the question in my world.
I moved to NYC in Aug 2014. You could’ve filled a stadium with all the people who congratulated me when I announced my move. I was told I’ve ‘arrived’. In contrast, I didn’t get even half the fanfare when I first moved continents – New Delhi, India to San Fransisco, USA. Apparently, entire continents dwarf in comparison to NYC. Most humans, stepping into NYC for the first time, arrive in a dazed ‘dream-come-true’ state, unabashedly proclaiming their love for the ‘greatest city in the world’. I, on the other hand, found myself undecided on how I felt about the city even after two years. I too wanted to jump on the ‘greatest city in the world’ train subway. Spoiler alert – despite a rocky start and 2 yrs of a troubled relationship, this story has a happy ending. (more…)
My hairstyles don’t hold for over 5 minutes and I haven’t had a good hair day in over two months.
No, it’s not my shampoo!
I have a chronic habit of ferociously running my fingers through my hair when I’m thinking and I’ve been doing quite a bit of thinking over the past couple of months.
After all, deciding what to give a man who has everything can be fairly perplexing. Although, not half as perplexing as when the man in question is your “one ring” and you the Gollum. It’s true! While it may not be the most romantic analogy in world, he is indeed “my precious” and I cannot imagine a day without him.
July 21st, his birthday and I’ve got nothing. After all, what can a plastic swipe fetch that’ll not be dwarfed by the dizzying heights of affection I feel for him. What material object can possibly express exactly how essential he is to me? I thought I’ll use words, but I couldn’t find any that don’t seem absolutely insignificant; in fact almost shallow compared to the depths of my gratefulness. (more…)
You should marry a geek or start dating one at the very least, because he’s the closest thing to the mythical creature you are looking for, the ‘perfect man’. Marry a guy who codes for a living and for entertainment. He can write codes and decrypt yours. He can have a full conversation in binary and is more interested in the gadget than the half naked blonde modeling it.
Marry a geek who has read every book on your list and more; seen every movie you love and would watch them again with you. Marry him to ride into the sunset holding hands and reciting your favorite dialogues in your make-belief baritone voice. If you have a habit of getting late, tell him you were playing Gandalf. After all, ‘a wizard is never early, nor is he ever late. He arrives precisely when he means to’.
Find a guy who finished Britannica by the time he was ten and whose favorite non profit organisation is Wikimedia Foundation. He devours wikipedia more ferociously than a broken hearted woman devours ice-cream and makes generous donations to keep it ads free. Marry him for his generosity or marry him for guaranteed entertaining life because he’ll always have something enchanting to talk about. (more…)