Why Single?

Kindly read the following blog:
http://meenakshigangwani.wordpress.com/2011/12/22/why-all-good-boyz-are-committed-and-all-stupid-boyz-are-single/

Now, if you have read that blog,

My Question is,
Can these renowned personalities be classified as "Stupid", just because they are single and definitely not going to mingle in near future:

1. Shri Atal Bihari Vajpayee 
2. Dr. A.P.J. Abdul Kalam
3. Mr. Ratan N. Tata

My readers if you haven't read that blog, do read and come back. 

There are 2 sub categories of being single:

1. Single for lifetime.
2. single for time being.

 Acc. to my STUPID thinking there may be many reasons for a person to remain single:

• They are trying to court every second person but are not successful.
• They have some pre-conceived notions about their dream girl/boy and the person they meet doesn't match that level. 
• They do meet somebody they would like to spend their life with but can't do so because 

1. They have some other priorities, like career, that requires their full attention for the time being.
2. They don't want to go against their parents/ family.

• They might be gay/lesbian and don't want others to know that (But strictly speaking they cannot be said to be single)

Commitment.

To me a Commitment is only complete when you have told your parents about the relationship and get their acceptance (If you really care about them),
or you have enough guts to accept the person, whatever may be the consequences (Ishaqzaade types).

(Not to offend people who are into a committed relationship, i have great respect for these people)

A response to the aforementioned  Blog:

Coming to your saying that all committed boys are good, I would like to mention that I know some boys who are never single but they keep changing girlfriends like Sim-Cards. What can be said about the character of these so called GOOD BOYS?

There are some girls, too, who behave like this and are ever ready to dump their current boyfriend for the sake of a better boyfriend. But, I would not like to start BOY VS GIRL thing here. As you have mentioned that all girls are good irrespective of their relationship status, I would take your words happily.

 Every boy is single before going into a relationship. So, according to your definition the boy was stupid before the commitment. That means he became good/wise just after coming into contact with the girl. Then, my friend, the girl should be given credit and not the boy. And if this is the case then you are right in saying that all girls are good irrespective of their relationship status.

Now I will come to your case. I am very happy to find that your terms and conditions for a boyfriend are quite simple. I do know some people who can fit your criteria quite easily. If you still have that gentleman boy (courteous, mild, respectful, helpful, a good human being, not fake, well-mannered, basically gentleman types) in your mind, then we can find him soon..:P

(I know you had written that blog some 9 months ago, that’s a long time to change someone’s opinion.)

On a serious note, I think that it’s not easy to define exactly what kind of boyfriend/ girlfriend you really want. Some feelings are beyond definitions and explanations. I am perfectly fine with that.

Unfortunately, I had to write this response because some of my friends who had read the mentioned blog wanted a response.

MY intention is not to offend anybody- single, double, triple, multiple, whatever.

Also to mention that it should be taken purely as an opinion and OPINIONS ARE NOT UNIVERSAL TRUTHS. I just want to say that there are two sides of a coin and both should be checked properly before taking a call.  

My blog should be purely taken as food for thought and nothing more.

Strangest Dream I had

No, I had a Dream isn't 'not yet another poem' which some of my friends would say when they see a post coming from my blog. Its a simple Dream which i saw last night, it was strange yet sweet.

i could recollect phrases from my dream, so i decided to write it down here to share with you all.

so here it goes

'Did i have a Dream-girl once', was what i could recollect before dozing off into a dream, a dream so strange that i would jot down on a peace of paper the next morning.

I woke up in a strange place in Delhi, most Prob. my Old house at Madipur, i ran length and breath to make sure where i was and i was absolutely correct, yes i am at Madipur. But, where are my parents. I could not find them at any corner there. I was lonely and started to weep.

Time passed and no one came to my rescue, suddenly some 1 put a hand on my shoulder i opened my eye and saw a beautiful image of a girl in front. Yes she was there, the girl of my dreams, she took me by her hands made me stand in front of her, embraced me and said those words, "Don't worry my jaan, i am here and would always be with you". 

The very next moment, I was at Meerut, How! How did i come here, who made me come here, why am i here, where is my Sweet angel. what am i dong in a Rikshaw and why is he pulling me.

The rikshaw puller was an old man in his 70's, and was pulling hard, i stopped him and asked, he narrated me as to when i came into his Rikshaw and where i was headed, and what would i do there. How did he know all these things, did i tell him, but when did i tell him, and what happened to My angel, where did she go.

Was that a dream.

Ah! forget it, its just a Dream.

Rikshaw took me to a School at Meerut, A Medical School, where i ought to take an Interview of the Head Mistress.

Interview! what! am i an Interviewer?

I gave him his Hard Earned money, and thanked him for Dropping me there and waking me up from my dream, 'thanked him for telling me who i actually was'.

I made my way into the school and went straight towards The Head Mistress Room.

I opened the gate and i was allowed in to be seated, the strangest part here was that she was seated next to one of my friends "Vidusha" .

What is she dong here? she is ought to be at Bangalore, where she was Studying for MBBS.

oh, the time has passed she must be a recrute here, 

then came another person in the room,

what is this Happening here, Aayaji? 

I had known from the sources that she had been dead a long time back, but here she was, well and fit enough to punch a man down Dead.

something stange in this world is happening here, Is the Dooms Day nearby i thought,

but then i did what i was here to do

i was taken a round of the school after the interview. 

I came out of the school and searched my pocket, i found keys.

Yes, Keys, Keys of my car, i took the keys and moved towards my car.

sat down and started to move. 

the road was Jam-packed with people i was not allowed to drive properly. I came out of the car, and started to shout at the people, just to know that my car and keys were gone

Where is my car, it was just next to me, i started to move from here knowing that i had come to a place of the unknown and i was ought to live in this strangeness.

I walked and walked till i fell down to faint.

when i gained consciousness i was in a house again,

who took me here, i searched and saw a women in white saree sitting next to me. No, I dont know her her face was Blurred, didn't rec. her at all. then again i fainted.

i woke up again but in another room different from any of the previous ones, i was sweating badly, don't know why, but this time i was well enough to sit back on the bed, some1 Came with a cup of Coffee in her hands, Yes she is here My Dream girl.

Phew! that was just a dream which i saw. I am at My Holy-Abode again. well and sound enough.

I tried to narrate the Story to my Angel,

there was flood in My room, Water, water every where and i could not see any thing.

the next thing i know is that

My Mother Standing near my Bed, with a Jug of water in her hands and Shouting 

"Uth jaa, 1 baj gaya hai Din ka, kitna aur soyega, Lic ka Premium bhi jama kerwaana hai aaj"
(Wake up, its already 1, how much rest do u need, you have to pay the premium for Lic today.)

This was the time when i realized that i had been dreaming of something very uncommon.
I smiled and just smiled.

P.S. this is just a dream, and not to be taken seriously. :D