Wednesday, February 15, 2017

DeTox, DeCluster & DeValentine



     Yesterday was 14th Feb, the Valentine's Day.! Perhaps, just another day on the calendar. Rewind my life by a coupla years and the song ringing in my ears would be 'कितना सोणा तेन्नु रब ने बनाया .. ', whereas, now I find '...so let's break up, ओ मेरी जान' equally amusing.! Why this change? One thing for sure - this is a good change. I didn't chase girls even at the Sula Fest this year. Oh, I am still straight and find girls attractive ☺ . It's more of a change in myself. I think I have not only learnt but also adopted to be my self, to be happy with what I am and what I have.! Maybe this is what they call 'making peace'. Also, I am not inclining towards asceticism and become a hermit or a yogi who finds this world mundane and full of distractions. It's more of a change in the perspective. Everyone looks for that one absolute and perhaps abstract truth. Maybe I have found mine. And I am able to view most of the things, people, events and tendencies manifesting out of that absolute truth I call - Krishna! 

     Still single at 30 but also serene at heart and that too on a day dedicated to celebrate love.! 2 years back I was thinking what kind of a girl I want and I searched for her, actively. Today I know what kind of a girl I do NOT want. Big change! 2 years back, I wasted my energy in futile pursuits and today I have grown wiser to spend my energy towards building a better me.! Prachi Kulkarni - thanks to her.! She never really got closest to my heart and now I can see why.! She has all those attributes that I don't want, convincingly. I don't mean to criticize her, given my critical nature and high pitched nose that smells just everything. She is unique by her means. But her presence is harmful to my happiness. Of course we are way too far from being compatible. 

     Even though she did inspire me in my recent difficult times, she is potentially more harm than good. Born in 1985, educated and married off against her liking, she has been through a hard life. A painful divorce still bleeds her heart even after 3 years now. The divorce, her ex-husband and what exactly went wrong is completely her personal stuff. One thing for sure - it was bitter! She comes to anyone as a hard nosed, cunning minded woman full of bitterness. Gosh, she rejoiced cursing one of her friends on his birthday. She has a attractive body but is tall compared to her Indian male counterparts. Ambitions, aspirations and a big fat ego drips out of every breath that she exhales. To add, she lacks clarity and purpose in her life big time. Maybe she wants to prove her worth to none other than her father. And she wants to do that by portraying a strong, successful and independent woman. Now, wait a minute.! This is a natural desire. But when? Maybe in your college. Or maybe when one has been oppressed all her life. She is born with a silver spoon and though she was taken for granted in her youth of building a career and family, she only makes a fool out of herself. Can one prove oneself by running away from her inhibitions or by confronting them? She tells me that she built her dad's business from a few lakhs to 50 crores and she is working for herself in a job that treats her like a doormat. I have known her since 2015 but got to peek inside her when she sought my help to pursue a career overseas. Australia, Canada and US are the obvious choices. But it is definitely more than just a country with abundant wealth. She doesn't know what does she want and so, she has no idea where to find it.! She has come up with a fantastic explanation to ditch her overseas pursuit - parents! She wants to stay close to them. Now, Nasik and Aurangabad are not too far. But a 4-5 hour drive is justifiable when you have a family of your own and circumstances do not allow for major changes to make it a bigger family. My parents have worked all their lives and a big chunk of their careers is spent in different places. Same is true of my grandpa. He migrated out of his native place (something I will never advocate) with his wife and first kid in search of a better life. Prachi has no husband, no kids and there's nothing to hold her away from parents if she really means her words. Furthermore, her parents undoubtedly will want her to get a life, travel places, raise kids and find her soul mate who grows old with her. The fact that she has lived with her parents and grown her family business by leaps for 7 long years, implies that she lies to even herself. 

     So far, so good.! Nothing out of the world yet.! However, she reminds me of the 'Jennie' in 'Forest Gump' movie. All messed up and going for rides that take her in circles. At the same time, even if her mother points her pathetic self to a happier side, she takes it exactly the opposite. I advised her to take the highway to states and pursue not just money but a career that her successors would be proud of. She also signed up for GRE. And she is the first one I have seen to be utter careless and bunk the test. Why? Her boss called her over for a routine meeting on a Sunday, the day of her test. Such a loser she is! I don't think she needed to crunch her back and study for long hours, since that was not required for the masters program she was seeking. Though not a geek, all she needed was a standard test score. That would have established her intent to bring her thoughts into actions. Thus, she appears ambitious but is very hollow at the core. 

     Apart from work, we went out on a bunch of lunch, dinner and movie dates in the city and at her place. My mom has never met her but hates her - this is beyond my understanding. Yes, I don't hide anything from my mom and this includes Prachi. There could be a woman-to-woman 7th sense there.! No wonder women are complex! A close friend often suggested that if she is frequently in my words, maybe I should take the initiative and take things to next level. I did like her. Given the good times we spent, I even missed her occasionally. Weird woman - she gets flustered if she hears 'I miss u'. Yes, she has her share of affairs, post marital and extra marital but no pre marital. The kind of victim she portrays tells that men in her life were interested in just spreading her legs apart. What is that word? 'Misogynist' is the one who hates women. She hates men and maybe tries to avenge for her sufferings. I never proposed her. But my eyes don't lie. Affection, hatred and sheer indifference - all these are evident no matter what I say! She knows that.! A woman who says 'I am liking what's building between us with a chemistry that is getting better' and forsakes a blossoming friendship is a big fool.! Not just narrow minded, but also her shrewd nature has built a big fat wall around her heart. Guys - before you give your first try to reach out to her, please make sure that she has a open heart that acknowledges true emotions of at least her own self.! Anyways, when I got irked by my friends' persistence I took him to meet her in office in the guise of a professional need. 10 minutes of their chat changed his perception by 180 degrees. Now he tells me the opposite. More importantly, he pointed out that she fakes her capabilities, professionally. She says she has a lot to offer and can't find time to do so but in reality has nothing much on her plate. I can relate to that when she says that she knows supply chain management and her most familiar tool is 'ABC analysis'. I could have exposed her then and there, but I didn't find any good coming out of that. In fact, she would have proved once again that she loves to live in denial. 

     Last week she said that she has moved on. But hey, when did we move in?! Never!! All we ever did was support and motivate each other as time and circumstances demanded. I do that for anyone who crosses my path. In the end, one potentially beautiful relationship ended that never began in the first place. 

    To summarize, right now in this Krishna temple, I am convicted that the girl of my dreams and the queen of my heart is not 'Prachi' because such girls are highly self-conceited, careless, confused, lack a value system and are more of speakers than listeners. 


Hey Sam from 'Dil Chahta Hai', 'Did you find your girl?....वो लड़की हैं कहाँ ???''


:P

Kiran. 

Friday, February 26, 2010

Quest for love


At the moment, I am pissed off – why can’t girls n guys b ‘just’ friends? Why the hell this “L” word has to creep in, after some period in the friendship? Is it so important for a guy to have a girlfriend and vice versa?

I met a girl – Pranita, online or through internet. It was she who first started this saga which turned out be burdensome and a big headache.

It began after I left India and came to US in August 2009. After a few initial introductory scraps on orkut, we got along well. We happened to be having similar ideas, and our frequency hit the right chords. We progressed all the way from orkut to facebook to late night long chats on yahoo with shared cams. No doubt, our sleeping cycles were disturbed greatly, when we could not sleep till early morning. I remember barely being missed by being hit by a truck when rushing to my laptop in an evening after a busy day, just to talk to her on our regular time.

She is a nice girl – candid, sensitive, diligent, attractive, well cultured, having a broad modern outlook towards life, enjoying life to the fullest. She enjoyed partying, boozing, weed, besides being a careerist. I must say, she was pretty close to being my kind of girl. In no time, we were addicted to each other. Our days never ended without being in contact. She proposed to me on my birthday in September, but I was skeptical. After all, I never met this girl in person. But still, I decided to give it a shot, as I knew if it works well till we meet in India in 2010, she is going to be the one for me for life. Our affair went on breaking all bounds, going erotic and too personal, and I trusted her. I felt so close to her that it was only her I called, after getting terribly drunk in worse of my times. She consoled, cared about me, teaching me to take it easy in my life. That was the happiest period of my life, I must say. It’s a great feeling to have when you know there is someone on this earth somewhere, who cares about you truly.

Of course, like any other typical girl, she looked for long term commitment, and I liked this thing very much. I thought she was not a flirt. And so, on her birthday in December, we decided to spill the beans and take this thing one important step forward, by involving our families, for good as our responsibility towards them as kids. I knew this was not going to be of much use, as I knew the traditional orthodox approach of my typical Indian family towards this approach of finding a life partner through dating or hooking up before wedding. But I didn’t want to disappoint her, by erasing her crazy hopes. I also warned her about the hard times we could be facing, which could endanger our own relationship. And that was the first mistake in our affair.

We told our families about each other. And as expected, our families were more interested in our castes than knowing us as a person. The days followed with strong clashes between us and our families, and there seemed to be no way out, till we all met in India. These arguments between me and my parents were not about her, but about basic principles of personal freedom. I really appreciate her approach in these days, when she used to pacify me and showed me hope. It was the same story with her and her family, the only difference being I was away from my family and she was with her family. Still, we were adamant on going against the current, and making it in a happy ending, eloping, if necessary, against our family opposition.

In India, stories and news spread faster than a fire. There were no surprises when people began talking about us, and our families getting pissed off. My arguments with mom intensified. But this was going in a totally wrong way, so something had to be done. I shared everything with her, and also convinced her about how difficult things can get for her, as a girl in India. I suggested her reducing our social contacts, now that we had reached on a level so personal, that the hugs and kisses scraps on orkut / facebook didn’t really matter. This would pacify our families to some extent and also buy us more time, till we meet in India, and try convincing our families in person. She was skeptical with this, and never really agreed. In the end, after telling her that it is more important for us to stay in touch personally than through social sites, I removed her from my list of orkut / facebook. I also assured her that things will improve after I come to India in the beginning of 2010.

But, things didn’t turn out as hoped. She was hugely upset, assuming that I am giving more importance to family on top of her. I called her after coming to India, and she never called back, thus, erasing any possibility of meeting in person and getting things straightened out.

Today, on Feb 26th 2010, I finally decided to take the risky route by calling at her home. As expected, her brother answered the call, and transferred the call to her without much trouble. I heard her voice after 3 weeks, and my heart still skipped a beat. After initial talk, she told me she is getting married in this April to some guy in her caste, succumbing to her family pressure. I could understand the enormous stress she handled in the mean time. But that was the same with me. I killed my stress by losing consciousness in smoke and liquor, all these days.

I don’t know if she still has any feelings towards me. But, when I sit back and think now, I feel lost in a hurricane of questions. I wonder what we gained from our short but sweet affair of almost 5 months. Nothing really, I suppose, except me getting a smoking and alcohol addict, losing a hefty 9 kilograms and well being of my health.

I pity my close cousin brother who keeps on getting one girl after another through such internet hookups and travels overseas just for the sake of a girl. As of now, he still doesn’t have a trustworthy girlfriend and needless to say, he is financially broke in spite of a lucrative job, and is getting older to marry, putting the whole family and relatives in concern.

What the hell went wrong in all of this? It is definitely going to take me some time to get over this.

Phew!! I feel better now after puking everything out in writing. May she live happily ever!