Casanova or Devdas !!

Casanova or Devdas !!

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Posted by Linus on March 22, 2003 (Saturday)

To be a Casanova or brood over a breakup like Devdas . To worry or not to worry ?

I hate girls. I really loathe girls .I hate their egoistical attitude, their behavior. Right now I hate each and every thing about them. They think too much of themselves. But there was this time when I loved every thing about them. I was quite a Casanova then. Their positive attitude, their charming looks and the very essence of girlishness. Sounds pretty contradictory doesn�t it? Well it�s sort of like the quantum theory of light, it could be this or that with reference to state of affairs. Truly girls are dynamite. They make you or break you

There was this girl called Neha in my college. She was beautiful as it could get. To say the truth, she was even more charming than Shweta or Preity or Simi or even Sona , all my previous girlfriends. Everything about her captivated me. Her radiant smile added warmth to my life, her truly hypnotic eyes that you couldn�t help looking into, her sweet voice would have give Celine Dion a run for her money. I was pretty much mad about her. We were the sort of made for each other say like Nicholas Cage and Meg Ryan or something like Sharukh and Kajol in DDLJ. Indeed we were dating in a few days time.But as fate would have it few months later, I saw a girl one could imagine up only in a dream at the bus terminus. She appeared to be even sweeter than Neha. Poor me, what do I do? Neha or the unknown beauty? She was churning me up inside out. I yearned to look at her all day long. There was something magical about her.The lover boy in me aroused yet again

My relation with Neha has been pretty steady and we were sort of committed to one another.But my heart kept craving over the girl at the bus stop. I was infact feeling guilty even thinking about her when Neha was actually in love with me.I did love Neha but the very idea of the mystery girl was alluring . There was indeed some chemistry between us.

Every time I looked at her my heart fluttered. I made it a point to drive four kilometers just to catch a look at her before doubling up to see her yet again. If she ever looked at my direction, my heart skipped a beat and several sleepless nights followed. But the reality of the situation soon caught up. I was seriously committed to Neha who loved me so much but the truth was I was indeed burning with desire over the bus stand beauty. It was indeed maddening. I even seriously considered breaking up my relation with Neha to pursue the unknown girl. But I couldn�t bring up myself to it.

Fate was cruel on me. That morning was no different from any other one. But the mother of all miracles happened. Bane or boon I didn�t know. The mystery girl asked me for a lift. I was bedazzled at the very smell of her. The next thing I knew was she was Salma and she infact had very strong feelings for me and suggested that we work it out the next evening at a coffee pub nearby. The whole day I was restless .The very idea of meeting Salma aroused me but the other part of me stuck to Neha . My mind was in chaos.Neha or the mystery girl whose name I didn�t know yet. The whole night went past with me speculating. However, that morning the confusion was cleared. I was determined to continue my relation with Neha whom I truly loved and who I considered to be my soulmate. But my faltering heart, thought otherwise so I decided to play along for a while

Though confused, I was in high spirits the whole day for the very thought of Salma took me head over heels. It was as if I were looking the world wearing pink colored glasses. Later on that day I had a note from Neha asking me to be at the very coffee pub that evening. Astounded at the circumstances, I seriously considered not meeting Neha but deciding to play the cards as close as possible I decided to go on.

I walked into the pub apprehensively, quite not having got my bearings right. I walked up to meet Salma. Trying to stay as calm as possible, I stuck up a conversation with her. Amazingly the angel in me did all the speaking. � Salma , I like you a lot but I�ve got a girlfriend already who means a lot to me . So don�t even consider striking a man to woman relation with me� She looked spellbound and then accused me of being a sissy for the whole pub to hear and left in a storm.

The entire pub looked at me in a mocking fashion. Though shaken by Salma�s outburst I was quite jubilant that I had made the best decision , I waited expectantly for Neha . Soon Neha joined me with a companion. She told me that she wasn�t quite feeling the same passion for me as in the earlier days and suggested we rather break up and introduced me to her new fianc�e and wished me the best for the future as if I had any.

Crestfallen I looked down at the floor.The feeling of being dumped started to sink slowly. I regretted ever having met Salma as it made things even worse. The whole future looked bleak. � I really hate girls� , I thought , �What am I going to do now ?� As time flew by I was still in the pub. It dawned to me then it wasn�t the first time I had broke up with someone. I realized I was better of being Casanova than playing Romeo or Devdas .

Realization came upon. I really cannot hate girls.No one can resist them .They of course do pack a punch But as of now I hate them , I detest the. Well at least I can work up a charm on the next one -(-(-(-(-@