That subtle difference...

Hello people! How has your week been? Good? I had a busy week. I finally completed my last mid-sem exam and yeah, we also finished our report on the snake venom project. Now am back to myself, warming the chair (and my laptop), munching on whatever i can lay my hands on! :D

Ok, let’s begin with this week's post. Few days ago, i happened to read this awesome post in Gils' blog on 'nice guys'. That's what inspired me to write this one. My rantings begin…


These are some random thoughts on a set of girls who often go unnoticed for reasons that 'God-alone-knows'. They are the ones whose silence is so much so that it makes their presence cached. Not that they are shy or introverts, but it’s just that it’s the way they are. They love to own the spotlight when they are within their small group of friends, but don’t quite seek attention when in a crowd. They would make awesome buddies if one understood the simplicity and frankness in them. They might not seem so open to conversation when it comes to guys, but once they get to know him better, the guy might infact find a new dimension, that he would have to drastically edit his ‘what-I-look-for-in-my-girl’ list.


These girls may not necessarily belong to the "36-24-36" hot chicks category that most guys go gaga over, but still have that aura of what i call 'sweet and silent' beauty. They are often nicknamed lone-wolves or sometimes even nerds when they refrain from attending parties coz they don’t like the crowd or if they refuse to join a gang of friends who have booked an entire row of seats for a first day, first show movie, coz they don’t feel quite comfortable with the attention that their gang might possibly get in the theatre. They mite find no need for that extra layer of makeup, a rich lip gloss or mascara to power up their looks, but instead stick to wearing just a thin line of kaajal, that is strong enough to lure the 'nice guys' (which too was unintended). Its these few girls who are branded as not being fashion conscious just because they are still spotted in a pair of casual jeans whose ends have been neatly tailored, while the rest of the world is following the new trend of wearing mini-skirts, which bears the look of 'my-ends-have-been-ripped-by-the-ruthless-washing-machine'. This also refers to those girls who are termed as being so less cosmetic savvy because they are ignorant about the new facial scrub that 'The Body Shop' has just introduced in market.


They are the ones who might find nothing so fascinating about a guy's biceps or triceps, or for that matter won’t even bother to check if he would be strong enough to lift her if she were to become his girlfriend, but still insist that he works out in the gym so that he can drop a bit of fat that hangs from his sides, which makes his once flat-football-groundish tummy look like a basketball now. This is about those many girls who expect not that their male friend open doors for them, or carry their heavy shopping bags, but would be genuinely appreciative of his gentlemanliness and grateful for accompanying them back home in the dark night, so that she didn't have to walk back alone. I am talking about those girls who, when interrupted by a call in between a waxing session, would simply bite their teeth in pain and listen patiently to their excited friend on the line, who is desperate to give her a detailed description of the chick sitting in front of him in the bus, instead of snapping hard at the poor fellow, who has no clue of what she is upto at the other end.


They don’t fuss over a small drop of rose milk that they accidentally spilt on their dress and end up finishing all the tissues in the table in the name of clearing it, but infact, silently excuse themselves to the washroom and get it cleared without any hullabaloo. These are the set of girls who prefer having a nice, homely, self-cooked lunch with their friends rather than go out to McD or Burger King for a burger and coke. While the truth remains that they consider such quick meals as fillers rather than a wholesome meal, they are criticized of having become unfit for this kind of a lifestyle. As if there was an equation establishing a linear relationship between the prime of a girl and the number of hard rock songs in her mp3 player, these girls are mocked at when they confess that they prefer listening to soft melodies. When it comes to the discussion of a topic that they are not interested in (either coz they are void of any knowledge in that area or coz they find it disgusting), they are teased to such an extent as if they were only fit to be born as some asexually reproducing plant or algae.


Finally, these are the girls who are considered the honest-to-goodness kind. It is little understood that they have their own sweet way of being mischievous and enjoying life. At the end of the day, it’s the question of how each one of us chooses to live our life. :) Ok, I shall wind up my post here. See you guys soon. Have a super cool weekend. Take care. Huggggzzzzzzzz!!!

Also, the card below is a dedication to a very good friend of mine. One friend who tires not of my u-know-what's!!! Wanted to cheer him up from the meloncholy.

Hey, 'you-know-who'.. know wat?... this is for ya!!!! :D