well this post is actually n inspiration from another really active blogger Rimi,,,hmmm well after reading her post on this topic,,,thought maybe i should also pen down my thoughts on the same and as some one who knows me well,,,already knows that me one of the greats when it comes to plagiarism even wen it comes to wat to rite on my blog!!!!!!hmmm she took 8 steps to reach don know how many it will take me,,,,,so here goes,,,,
the lady ought to be really patient,,someone who has to tolerate me and my weirdness to say the least and gimme time to show my real colors!!!!uh huh,,,moving on
she should be funny intelligent beautiful and wat not,,,m so shameless lolz,,,no to be precise and seriously cliched she should be funny as in not the naka chandis who giggle thru their own jokes which might jus make most men cry out there,,,,intelligent yes...should be someone who seriously makes me feel inferior at times and should know stuff that i dint even know existed,,what i want to say is value addition,,,means come on what is love without a talk on dialectic materialism and chomsky,,different perfume bases and that Bvlgari only makes tea based fragrances,,how to value a private firm and project Betas,,,ok that was going overboard but think you get the drift,.,........
she should be someone who is a care free soul unlike me and has actually got a spine,,,cos i surely don have one i believe or from wat i last heard from many people!!!!someone who takes life by the collar and lives it,,,wild carefree and totally opposite of me,,,which is the million dollar question???what is me all about,,,hmmmm bishal tough question as the para "guru" wud say on the rocke boshe adda session...well calm reserved cos i wud totally fail at anythin otherwise pacifist cos i really don like gettin hurt even if i have the capability of beating the other personup,,,what else,,shob janta,,,that s what people call perceptive men these days....not much is expected of em i believe,,,love an adda when ever i get the chance cos m totally starved of it here in del,,,futbol,,another love of mine,,,means i wud surely love a gal who could talk to me on the nuances of the italian defence and the argentine passing all day long,,,,
she should know how to cook,,,,after all as one wise man/woman said,,,the path to a gluttons heart is thru his shtomack!!!!!!and m completely one glutton neither m i a foodie or a gastronome,,,these things take too much out of the whole process of eating and enjoying it making it too much of a science than it actually is,,,,
she should know how to dance,,,why cos i have this real dream of being able to be patrick swayze types one day,,and really don have the time to join a dancing class and pay up huge amounts of money to dance with a stranger,,,,as i said a relationship should be value additive in nature...and i really want to learn the foxtrot the quickstep and the salsa,,and whatever else she would like to teach me,,,,
she should read a lot,,,yes this is the main one which i forgot,,,she should read like crazy,,,cos i tink reading maketh the man/woman,,,it can be jackie collins, the russian masters, the crazy english, the totally incomprehensible irish and maybe the mad and utterly brilliant asians and arabs!!!!!the more the better,,,
music,,,,i really don care,,,as long as it aint mister timberlake, miss spears, mandy moore, pussycat dolls,,and the likes of blu red brown or whichever color hasnt been used for a band name yet,,,
should be possesive,,yes even men like possessive women howevermuch they droll on in front of their fr8s that the woman is being chep or watever lingo kids use these days,,,,man loves evrythin which he says he doesnt like to his fr8s,,,we all love the cute immature sweet nuthins wid women,,,cos its mainly us who do the speaking then,,,,we all love loyalty and possessive ness from a woman,,cos its good to feel loved liked and possessed,,,,alas we men are also human
guess this should do for the time being,,,,and maybe i will sign off wid another plagiarism,,,,one of my favorite songs of all times,,,,Led Zeppelin - Going to California -
"Spent my days with a woman unkind,Smoked my stuff and drank all my wine.Made up my mind to make a new start,Going to california with an aching in my heart.Someone told me theres a girl out thereWith love in her eyes and flowers in her hair.Took my chances on a big jet plane,Never let them tell you that theyre all the same.The sea was red and the sky was grey,Wondered how tomorrow could ever follow today.The mountains and the canyons started to tremble and shakeAs the children of the sun began to awake.Seems that the wrath of the godsGot a punch on the nose and it started to flow;I think I might be sinking.Throw me a line if I reach it in timeIll meet you up there where the pathRuns straight and high.To find a queen without a king;They say she plays guitar and cries and sings.La la la laRide a white mare in the footsteps of dawnTryin to find a woman whos never, never, never been born.Standing on a hill in my mountain of dreams,Telling myself its not as hard, hard, hard as it seems"
So Long then,,,,,,
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