Finally, it's in 2013
If the world doesn't end in 2012, I won't die single, for my parents have decided to find me a girl in 2012 and have me tied to her leash in 2013.
They asked a funny question, what kind of girl do you want? Does anyone want anything less than the best? It's not what you want, but what you do with whatever you get, that matters. Now what bothers me is thinking about a youth wasted without flings, love, relationships and affair, and the inability to distinguish between them for lack of experience. Still wondering which one of those words would fit best between Gaddafi, the dead dictator playboy and his Amazon guards. I hope my would be doesn't overwhelm me with her experiences. But even if she does, I won't mind because I know that virtue is not the same as lack of opportunities. But then at the back of my mind I would still get some sadist pleasure if she didn't have opportunities or didn't want them, of course I am not going to know about that till someday we fight and she spews venom.
Like most other festive occasions, this Diwali I have found company of some viruses and I have been generous enough to attend to them by taking sick leaves and laying on my bed throughout the day. Among other things I also went through Kalidasa's Shakuntala, and I can't help but admire his ingenuity at depicting with a imaginary fable the story of a Kind who screwed a forest girl and forgot her until he had no children from his other wives other than his bastard with her whom he desperately needed to pass on the reigns of his kingdom. Kalidas has been able to prove the kind virtuous and praise him in spite of that, I guess he got paid to do that. If there is ever a time I have only bread at my home and no butter, I could go over Shankuntala and eat my bread with delight.
Finally the share market is showing hope and if the experts are to be believed I should be in a position to retire in the next 5-7 years, when the markets would be trading at 2x-3x, but i guess the greed of my wife and children and the lack of plan B that I find motivated enough to follow, won't allow me.
And yes now I remember, I would like a girl with big, guileless eyes like that of a deer that I can read like a book, because I am not used to spoken words.
They asked a funny question, what kind of girl do you want? Does anyone want anything less than the best? It's not what you want, but what you do with whatever you get, that matters. Now what bothers me is thinking about a youth wasted without flings, love, relationships and affair, and the inability to distinguish between them for lack of experience. Still wondering which one of those words would fit best between Gaddafi, the dead dictator playboy and his Amazon guards. I hope my would be doesn't overwhelm me with her experiences. But even if she does, I won't mind because I know that virtue is not the same as lack of opportunities. But then at the back of my mind I would still get some sadist pleasure if she didn't have opportunities or didn't want them, of course I am not going to know about that till someday we fight and she spews venom.
Like most other festive occasions, this Diwali I have found company of some viruses and I have been generous enough to attend to them by taking sick leaves and laying on my bed throughout the day. Among other things I also went through Kalidasa's Shakuntala, and I can't help but admire his ingenuity at depicting with a imaginary fable the story of a Kind who screwed a forest girl and forgot her until he had no children from his other wives other than his bastard with her whom he desperately needed to pass on the reigns of his kingdom. Kalidas has been able to prove the kind virtuous and praise him in spite of that, I guess he got paid to do that. If there is ever a time I have only bread at my home and no butter, I could go over Shankuntala and eat my bread with delight.
Finally the share market is showing hope and if the experts are to be believed I should be in a position to retire in the next 5-7 years, when the markets would be trading at 2x-3x, but i guess the greed of my wife and children and the lack of plan B that I find motivated enough to follow, won't allow me.
And yes now I remember, I would like a girl with big, guileless eyes like that of a deer that I can read like a book, because I am not used to spoken words.