Now when I think about it, I have learned to live with it. I cannot vent my perpetual crotchety on anyone, solitude was only non-grey option available. Then I asked my friend, “Can I rant on your blog?” With an intriguing eye and not-so-usual face he answered, “Are you nuts? That’s my ranting place.” With a little threatening and boom-puff he frenetically agreed and this was how I got this space; PoV – Musings of an anonymous girl. Account of my musings would be in scarce but every time it will bring a new fervor to me. I hope you relish this feast (Metaphorically said).
Though my first post was scheduled to be a melodrama types, sprinkled with emotions and pain of life but this dude asked me halt my tsunami of thoughts till the next time and attempt something out of the box. So I decided to drag the boys in it. Do not draw an image of a girl who
unlike dislike boys, I too like them
*Giggles* but sometimes some gets into my nerves, crawl through my arteries and
blast my head off. Therefore lately I have been categorizing them under various
labels. If you are a boy, you might find it offensive to bear and some might see their reflection in it; if you anyhow flunk to notice yourself in any
of the under cited genre then holla, you are an ideal boy.
Let us begin —
You are a teaser: These are the boy who teases, at least that is what they think. I had once encountered such a lad while returning from my college. With an uncontrollable habit of I must impress her he nitpicking his fellow mates.
Rule: What you see in movie is not always correct. A girl would rather like to run away than to jump into your arm.
You try to strike: This is a class of boys who try to strike a casual conversation for a casual sex with a casual girl at a casual place in a casual pose. When they fail to light up the casualness, they become persistent; ending up perturbing the girl or a harsh beating by the fellow passengers’. There are some benefits which comes handy if you are a girl.
You are so you: Sometimes you will stumble upon some boys who preen loudly, perhaps who are a fashion disaster. Bell bottom yellow pants—rest is quite imaginable. Isn’t it? They even use some strictly feminine cosmetic products. Thank god Shahrukh Khan brought men’s product in market. Else you can find Fiama Di Wills and L’Oreal products in their tightly packed wardrobe.
You are an O: These people should be forbidden. They excessively use emoticons. Call friendship as fraaandship. Sometimes they brag their knowledge about English—the funny language by replacing the similar or almost similar sounding worlds. Imagine a lad standing next to you on a bus stop and the sentence spilled out of his mouth is – I have absorbed her. Now you know what I meant? Observe => Absorb. Sounds so sucker no?
You are such a dash: These are the rulers; ultimate boys. Peek-a-boo is their activity even listed in Facebook info column. They are fearless and concentrated. But the best feature they are embarked with is – rolling eyes. We call them Perverts, if you know what I meant.
faulty flaunt'y: When we say
Public Display of Affection, it is not always necessary to be “that kind” of affection.
Intently staring at the fancy gadget in hand, pretending to make a call even if
balance is nil, and invariably trying to bring fake Ed Hardy logo into the line
of sight. These are some of the symptoms which I have noticed. Please make a
note of it.
You think beyond: More than IIPM, they bring the justice to their slogan. These boys are amusing. Cannot talk to her, so what? I can do “anything” in my solitude. Wait, until I slip into it and then we will……be friends.
The more I ransack my chronicles, the more flusters it become. There will be a time when all “we” could do is…..oh damn I am ending this post here. *Curtains down*