After hurriedly exiting the ARCHIES shop, I slowed down my pace briskly, paused for a moment and stared at the splendid twilight sky, which cloaked the station below. I stuffed the newly-bought, gift-wrapped teddy into my college bag and continued to walk towards the station. My soul was brimming with a never-before-felt sense of satisfaction today. I found myself venturing inside my head, in search of a logical reason for the unusual happiness of my usually pessimistic mind. As I climbed up the congested pedestrian bridge of the station, it suddenly dawned upon me! I’d just purchased a teddy to gift someone on a Valentine’s Day! Now I didn’t see that one coming!
Teenage guys-let me tell you-are the weirdest species of creatures that ever walked Planet Earth. The puppets of circumstances, connoisseurs of contradiction, incarnations of recklessness and carelessness….adjectives won’t suffice! Yes, I’m (proudly) one among those confused millions. We pretend to be men, while being boys at heart. We pretend that we don’t give a damn to anyone, when we actually do. We say the opposite of what we mean and then end up getting badly screwed! In short, we’re the crazy lot!
But the one thing that leaves us baffled is the concept of ‘love’. Yes, the mere 4-letter word leads our eternally perplexed, crazy minds to a state of mental anarchy. Maybe diversity is the culprit here. The ‘Shakespearean’ and ‘Twilight’ish concept of love, followed by the ‘relationship freaks’, the ‘survival of the flirtatious’ theory perpetuated by the casanovas, the ‘hunt for carnal pleasure’ ideology of the lustful playboy pack to mention a few. And then there is the ordained dynasty of guys who are averse to these lame ideas of love, which includes me too.
But trying avoiding love and it chases you with a vengeance! Maybe it’s something that the human race is blessed/cursed with, right from the onset of creation. Blame Adam’s rib for that! The truth is that every drop of testosterone in us does crave for that feminine shadow, no matter how much we deny it. Didn’t I mention the contradiction beforehand? The presence of a girl is what makes us masculine. Well, I’m not pulling up a ‘John Gray’ act. But something called experience, forces this out of my mouth! A unique blend of leg-pulling, teasing, sarcasm, jobless talks, infused with the affection and care of a girl can beat any love potion in this world! Yes, these terms used are not exactly the ones you use with ‘love’ in the same sentence. But trust me; this is a new ideology that I’ve found- ‘Unusual Love’. The patent still awaits me!
Once upon a time, there lived a weird guy, who wondered whether he was the only one with a weird mind. Yes, that guy was ME. And then the weird guy met a weird girl by pure coincidence / heavenly intervention, whose weirdness index was compatible with his. Opposites attract-that’s what Science says. But stupid Sciences always have exceptions! So, soon the weird guy started feeling a weird emotion called ‘love’. For the later part of the story, just take the same, old clichéd love story and add some more sarcasm, leg-pulling, teasing and jobless talks!
This weird girl was the one who led me to the concept of ‘unusual love’. I saw in her someone with whom I can shed all my inhibitions, Indulge in stupidity, behave childish, fight for no reason, irritate for fun and love ceaselessly. Moreover she was the one whom I could rightly call ‘MY girl’. She was the person who could look right through my mind, see my problems clearly and sort them out effortlessly as if I’m one of those transparent mirrors you use in Physics lab! So, ultimately, that bit of the apple stuck in Adam’s throat, was bitter or better for the male race? Seems it’s meant to be a mystery!
Yes, so I realized that this ‘unusual love’ is what has wrapped itself around my pessimistic mind this evening, which gives it the ‘sense of satisfaction’. As I descended the bridge and walked towards my coaching classes, I felt my mobile vibrate. I opened the inbox to see the message which said, “Hey Have Fun @ classes! :D”. I smiled stupidly at the phone before putting it back in to my pocket. Entering the classroom, I prepared myself mentally to battle the boredom which ‘Complex Numbers’ was gonna torment me with, for the next two hours.
February 17, 2011
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