When Friends get Gals
Lets start from the start,when we guys got into first year,(all the names henceforth are changed to maintain privacy,Guess if you can!),ok,so when we guys got into first year,each one of us had one thing in common,there had to be something ofcourse to bring us all together,and it was love,true love,for every,almost every damn girl we ever saw (apart from those hidden flickers for guys too,buried deep down in our hearts),pretty workable though,and none of us had had a girlfriend(with an exception or two,who had exceptionally had everybody's share of 'em).And each of us had capabilities and personalities to get popular in the girl's hostel(infamous,if not famous),plus each one of us(without any exceptions here) was one of those studies-are-not-my-type guys,and being in IIT,we knew,we were the wrong people at the right place or perfectly right people at the wrong place,whichever way.But we needed a gal,obviously not one for everyone,one each,and she had to be good too,good enough.But there were two major setbacks to overcome to even consider getting one,yes,here it comes again,the IIT factor,plus the Roorkee factor.But we were of the intentions of making the IIT factor work our way,but Roorkee lacked any grass.So we started looking for greener pastures,but it never rained.One fine day,after some IITR fest,I faintly remember which one,when those "hidden flickers" had started to fire up,one true stud out of us got someone,someone from the campus itself,someone who was never an alternative.And then there was another one,who realized his love for an age-old friend,and then there was another close one who,somehow,developed a liking for another campus gal,gave it a shot,and lo,mission accomplished.Here begins the third sem,and then we have an absolutely unexpected mutual proposal,count plus one,and then another close one kinda falls for a junior,and things show nice prospects!And there goes Iron Maiden-"I am a man who walks alone..........." and cacaphonically pleasing Godsmack into my ears-"I stand alone" and blah blah songs.
But then realization doomed upon me,it started to seem I'm the only one who's living life the easy way!One of all,having an affair is too expensive an affair!The phone calls,lets put it this way,the overnight never-ending phone calls,the dinner-dates where guys pay out of courtesy,those expensive gifts,even those chocolates,mann,it costs,and to add to all this,the misery of not letting your parents know,who is gonna pay for all this by the way?Plus the time,the ever unimportant and useless entity.The so called "quality-time" you spend with your "luvvah",added that goes in your part-time-telephone-operator job,plus half of the rest of your day that goes in "her" thoughts,dont please tell me "life was never this beautiful".Ask someone right after a call,"what did you guys talk about?",and after prolonged thought,the reply comes,"general stuff,the day's events".Can anyone please explain how it takes 5 hours to if not describe,then even explain one day's happenings,with a normal human being speaking at 100 wpm,what do you guys talk about?I once went on overhearing a friend's std call,and out of the 15 minutes duration I could wastefully spare,the breakup came up to be 10 minutes of chanting the three words and 5 minutes of silence,and your frickin balance disappears when you gotta make an urgent phone call!My final inference,"COME ONE,COME ALL,but only Beautiful Chics",my tombstone,if any,would bear this.And now I sleep to Robbie Williams and Nicole Kidman agreeing,"And then I go and spoil it all By saying something stupid Like I love you".