Kisko pyaar karoon, kaise pyaar karoon?

It's a funny thing when you're single. There comes a day you wake up and say "Yaar, what the hell. How long can I possibly be happy or sad about my own issues?" So, you decide to fuck all this I'm independent, I don't need a guy to make me happy BS and declare to the world that you're officially single and this time definitely ready to toss up the dormant shizzle.

Since it doesn't take for a genius to figure out I'm talking about myself here, I will tell you my summarized tale about trying to look for love or otherwise.

So started a fervent search by my girlfriends in trying to find me a decent guy (whatever that means) Often, I'd see them chew their nails, staring at me and dart at me with an almost Eurekan expression "I know a guy who would be perfect for you!" as the following conversation would prove almost disappointing.

Exhibit (a)
A friend recommended an old friend of hers who did his MBA from one of the best B-schools in the country in finance. Almost immediately I drifted to the time when I was still with my ex. Going from engineering to MBA during our erstwhile 6-year old relationship our conversations evolved from "Our relationship is like F1 car's chasis..." to "Our relationship is like home loans..." which I later deduced must be about the sub-prime crisis, I retorted with a NO! No finance guy.

Investment Bankers. Out.

During this process I have made a new best friend who seems more than willing to be my guy contributor. She has 17 ex's whose profiles range from Neurosurgeons to Drummers to Mechanical Engineers to History Majors. I'm not even kidding! Hooking up with either of them wouldn't even be as interesting as it is when she talks about them.

Exhibit (b)

(during one of our regular conversations)
Japanese Princess: Archie, how about a film maker?
Me: Where do you find such guys?
JP: He's really hot and very sweet.
Me: Hmm.
JP: And he's really really good in bed.
Me: He's not much into alcohol and smoking up, is he? I want a fun guy, you know, a fun person like me.
JP: (stares)
Me: So! He's really good in bed or what?
JP: (pursed lips, nods in slow motion)

The other day a batchmate of mine told me as he blushed that I am his ideal "take home to mom" type. I almost cried, with joy. I would've hugged him if we weren't in the train between two coaches near the toilet area.

So yes, all hope is not lost. All this apart from the fact that I have now planted friends in Delhi, Mumbai and Bangalore who would hook me up depending on where I would get a job. 3 months and this girl is going to paint *insert the city here* red. Weehee!

P.S: All references to my ex could be exaggerated. He's a damn neat guy and still single too. Anyone wants his number? I recommend him personally, 100%.

Resolution for the decade

Eh I don't think my plan will fit in a year so I thought a decade should be enough. Here goes the multi-step process.

a) Get a job in Mumbai
b) Take up music seriously
c) Work hard, get some gigs and get famous (Hopefully a few years from now when you search my name on Google, it won't throw up results such as 'architect trial')
d) Land an international gig (or just enough money to travel to an Incubus concert)
e) Sleep around with a few backstage people to get me to meet Brandon Boyd
f) Really click it with him in the first meeting so he invites me to some party
g) Go to the party
h) Date rape him
i) Get pregnant
j) Extract child care support
k) Have his babies who would sing, write, read Carl Jung, play the didjeridoo and paint, and of course have killer looks

OK let's do the math. If I get done each process in a year, but of course combining steps e, f, g, h and i, I could get this done in about 7 years. Yeah, sounds about right.

Decade of the Doer

I seriously don't know where to start! As bittersweet it is to leave the sheer emotional exhaustion and massive creativity of 2009 behind, and as anxious I am about 2010, which for all the right reasons should play a part in turning my life around, I find myself overwhelmed by the bigger scheme of things.

Imagine, and I'm not talking about my personal life here, just imagine, how this decade might turn out! We will not experience music the same way, there will be no albums, only singles, everybody will be a musician! Maybe all movies will become 3D and even though the same is there in a few theme parks, the chairs will move, water will sprinkle on our faces as we experience and I really mean truly experience a movie, a fucking live fantasy! The GRID will replace the internet and the 'internet' speeds will be 10,000 times faster! There will be no hard drives! Nanotechnology might emerge by 2020 and can you believe, with those tiny molecules painted on your walls, using a remote control you would be able to change their color to suit your mood?!?! Our lives will be governed by our mobile phones but you know, I do strongly feel that human goodness will prevail :) 

Will get married, have kids, spoilt little digital natives those cute things :) But on the downside, climate's gonna go for a toss. Hopefully, we will collectively play a part in doing something about it.

I am in complete and utter awe, blessed to born in this era, where the progress exceeds the challenges to create bigger challenges. Wow.

Now what happened to that job that still eludes? Happy Boo Year! Hehe.

Hope this year you learn something new, open up your eyes to the world around you, spread joy or and just be plain nice! It's simpler than you think :) Muah muah to life. Cheers!