Friday, 8 January 2010

Lovestruck Romeo Part II (Clue: can't think of a title :|)

Every soul has bit the dust some time or the other. Losing the fluttering heart is one of the easiest things to do, with all the lesson plans elaborately chalked out in so many of the movies. And oh boy, the stringent repercussions are all the more astonishing. I tell you, love and infatuations can make the most stoic person go all weak and wobbly in the knees. With cupid declaring arrow war on many of my friends, I’ve had the chance of some keen scientific observation.

There starts to grow this intense desire to look more decent than before. (Alright I agree that we girls might always have this desire, but then no harm in assigning a cause to it for some people.) The very sight of slightly sentimental movies (barring Jayaprada- Jeetendra ones) render ultimate tear jerking sessions. Sentimental novels become the new Bible, pages often dripping wet by the virtue of human Niagra Falls. Certain songs trigger similar neurotic behaviour. Network failure on behalf of the hapless phone becomes equivalent to some excessively serious embargo brought upon on mankind by Evil Technology and heartless service providers. All of a sudden even the most disastrously sane chick learns a trick or two of acting ultra-girly, while the man’s macho quotient rises real high to a superman like protective manner. Obviously everyone does not have the macho physique but who cares, to those who are blinded by cupid’s aim; every fiery glance towards prospective competitors is like some deadly amreekan missile. And no sane person will ever be able to explain to them that only Rajnikanth can get away with this and how. Every hapless soul of the opposite gender trying to check the object of one’s fascination is, privately in the minds, skilfully loaded with dynamites and blown off into the thin air. Of course such an idea is never expressed in public, where one is the cool dude with at least some iota of attitude.

And then a time may come when the fun of it is lost. Sunsets are no more glorious, riverside never so fresh. And then…. It’s simple. One gets a new object of affection (or for boring souls: rejuvenates the old) :D and thus the romantic and hilarious cycle continues. :P

P.S: Ignore me for the jargon. Got loads of time at home and obviously have got nothing to do. :|

8 comments:

T-REX said...

A stunning work expose of human psyche and a scinitillating work in sexual biology.

T-REX said...

!!!

T-REX said...

you still havent written anything about me :(

olive oyl said...

@t-rex: and why will i write about you? will you share with me your royalty if your book does great business?

Bhow bhow bhowie. said...

:D

Lost within myself said...

almost hilarious! this analysis reminds me my college days...I hope you also get targeted by cupid's arrow :|

skinny.olive said...

same to you :|

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