La Vita Bella

It was considered revolutionary discovery when Daniel Goleman came up with his work on Human emotions and gave the term “Emotional Quotient” to the world. I am not sure if there is something like “Romantic Quotient” formally exists, but I came to know of its presence when a call came couple of hours before I started writing this post. Here is the brief up for you

“Hi! How was the week”

“Fine.. as usual all working”

“You really enjoy your job. Isn’t it?”

“Ya..I love it”

“Between congrats on completing 2 years of professional life”

“What’s the date today???.oh 30th June.. Thank you so much. It feels good to have come so far.Real nice of you to remember”

“So. How have you evolved for good in these two years?”

“Hmm..All confusions are over.. I exactly know what I want out of life..
There is a perfect sync between organizational and personal goals. Moreover I can see my future.”

“I don’t get a damn of what u said but it sounds good. So any plans for higher studies???”

“If by studies you mean getting another degree or going to Uncle Sam’s country then answer is NO”

“How are you finding Hyderabad?”

“Hyd is Wonderful. I have seen very little though..But why sooo many questions”

“Do you drink or smoke?”

“No. I am on planet nine without them”

“Do you have a GF?”

“Oh my god!! What has happened to you. You are sounding like some internet chat freak. I don’t have any GF and I no more want to answer your questions”

“What’s your salary”

“Another stupid question?.. you know it already”

“I want it exact and It is not a stupid question..”

“OK.. X Rs/anum”

“Hmm.. sounds decent for two”

“TWO??Why two?..ok ok.. that way its decent even for three. Both you and mom can quit your job. We’ll have fun here in Hyd”

“What a dumb son I have produced.. Anyways there is a girl from a cultured family. Her father is our family friend.She works in Infy Hyd and I want you to see her and form your opinion”

Even before he finished the sentence, I could see droplets of sweat falling down my forehead. It felt like somebody has hit me with a base ball bat right on the nose. My mouth went dry and tongue got fixed to palate. The only organ capable of making some sound was my heart, which was beating as if Forrest Gump was playing ping pong with it. I felt cheated. Dad deliberately set it up all.The trap was just perfect.No logic I could have cooked up in that situation.My own medicine was given to me and it felt bitter.

Phone rang again, which made me realize I had cut the previous call in between. I picked up to entertain a huge laugh, which was everything but pleasing…It was my Dad again. He played a joke with me.

The joke took all the air out of me but I thank Dad for doing this.
I am so unprepared for marriage that even if the hottest babe of town comes and proposes me I may have to say no. Marriage may give me the most beautiful relationship in the world but I have planned nothing for it. Not that I consider marriage as a hindrance in professional growth, in fact I would like to share my success and failures with my partner but there are things other than money, stability and character integrity which are important.

School, college, and now in job..23.5 years of pure male company has made me a lil misfit in female fraternity.Last time a girl showed me sunset behind clouds I ended up comparing it with the dim Street Lamp needing municipality attention. The last present I gave to a girl was a Deo and the last date I went with a girl, I ended up discussing MBA vs. Tech. In a nut shell my romantic quotient is close to zero.

Hindi movies, Hyderabad Traffic and Indian girls have one thing in common. There is no logic to deal them.

Dad gave me an year and a half to go and find a girl for myself…Now this seems unlikely in view of the poor female/male ratio of the country. Moreover John F Nash’sGame Theory(Remember A Beautiful Mind ) doesn’t seem to work with modern day girls.So I came up with the other two likely options

1.Earn enough for dowry. OR

2.Change Myself.

Since Times Of India hasn’t come up with the prevalent dowry rates for females, I can’t plan for it. Moreover option two though difficult seem to have long term benefits.Change is something I have always liked.

I have not yet charted the whole plan yet, but I would like to start with waking up 4 in the morning and wash my room…Girls love good hygiene.Rite?

Second thing of course would be developing interest in teddy bear. I have planned to gift a sweet..err chweeeeeet teddy next time I date any girl.

Next to follow are flowers…or should I keep it as first priority ..yea I it has to be first coz as of today I simply can’t imagine myself on my knees, proposing a girl with a lovely red rose in my hand. Though weird it may look but its any day 1000 time better than facing awkward interview sessions in case I go for arrange.

Sometimes back ppl suggested me reading “Gone with the Wind” to improve my Quotient.The book looked too thick and with such heavy emotional and sentimental content I would have any day prefered reading EJB Specifiaction over that.May be I should give a solid determined try now.

There are some more on the list. However cooking, if I master would be like icing on cake…How would it sound if I present my wife with a home made delicious cake on her first birthday after marriage.

HMMMMM…Now what do I do with my work. Girls don’t like guys who are too much in Tech. Not that I am now but certainly heading towards that…But my work is my identity. It is my passion. It is something which defines my state of happiness. I would die if its taken away from me. No matter what may come I can’t change that.

May be for this I would hope that some where some girl also receives a call from her dad