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Of Good Looking Warm Men

Festival season is hunting ground for 20 something singles (not a necessarily criteria) around the world. I was out and about with a mixed group of friends in the wilderness previously known to us all as ‘Durga Pooja’ when I heard the phrase.

Whatever happened to all the good looking warm men?

Obviously recounted by a female peer of mine. It got me to thinking about desired traits in human matchmaking. Most Indians have at some time or the other glanced at a matrimonial classified (same goes for matchmaking services/websites elsewhere) and the ridiculous pursuit of various ‘virtues’. The way I see it people are always looking at grass on the other side that’s not really there at all. In other words there is no such thing as a perfect match. I concede that the good parts may outweigh the bad in many cases, but the dark underbelly of a relationship is never for the public eye to see.

Getting back to the point in contention where did they all go?

  • They got married (that would still not explain disappearance)
  • They aged horribly into their late 20s and hence fail on the first count
  • They lost vitality and enthusiasm as they aged and hence fail on the second count

Beauty is a commodity distributed evenly enough so I’ll wash over that part. I’d like to think that the second adjective in discussion is due to changing/changed perspectives.

When I was in school there was never a dearth of people to meet and most had been on the same beaten path as me for most of their lives. This would include similarities in interest and sensibilities of acceptable human behaviour. As I moved into my mid 20s I saw that there are many other kind of people who do not match the traditional definition of ‘warm’ that I grew up with but each and every single one has a set of moral and egotistical peculiarities. At the end of the day every human requires justification to self for actions taken. A select few do wallow in self-pity and playing the underdog for most of their lives, but as for the rest of us, we have it ingrained to behave in a certain way. This makes people wary of going outside the inner circle of people since outsiders do not play by the same rules.

Polygamy(either sex) is not unheard of but unacceptable in a prospective match by my moral make-up. Similarly there would be other things (can’t think of one right now) that I may consider perfectly normal and may not be acceptable by others. The most important thing here is an understanding that the other person is different but not necessarily immoral by their rules. I notice people making their circles smaller and smaller in the absence of this understanding.  For example: If a person got a make-over(lifestyle wise) that does not make them a bad person. On the contrary it makes them proactive in expanding their circle. But a lifestyle change also means a new set of friends and new interests. Old acquaintances often view this as betrayal and make their circles unnecessarily smaller.

Where are the Good looking warm men(and women)? They are as present as they always were. It’s the way you look at the world that makes them visible.

Jan-Feb 2006

I’m digging into stuff thats a year old here so I’m just gonna stick to the facts for the next few posts trying to get this blog up to date.

Went to Delhi for the 26th Jan reunion. Met up with a lot of people.Ujjwal bought his new Safari. Mom came down for a visit in early Feb. Bhaskar and Chetu came down at the same time and we went out pub-hopping for a night. Apart from that life was quite sedate. Settling back into the groove of things :-)

 

Get over it

We stopped over at Mahabalipuram on the way back from Pondicherry. This is where I got away from the guys for a bit and made this post. I was no longer in a daze I even rode Anubhav’s bike part of the way back. These 4 days definitely gave me a whole new perspective on life. I’ll cut all the bull crap out of this post, my 1 word take away from it all was ‘Live!’

The morning after


Originally uploaded by Deep Joy.

I awoke next morning at daybreak. To say that I was a bit lost was an understatement.

In any case I walked around town by foot and visited all the spots I remembered form my previous visit. Pondicherry is a very serene and laid back town. The building in the pic is New Delhi Guest house. I have memories of a water fight on the terrace here :-) . My Bike was in no condition to be ridden back to Bangalore. I booked it aboard a transport truck along with the requisite paperwork to send it back to Bangalore by around 1pm. We grabbed a quic bite to eat and started back. Anubhav and Kshitij on the Bike + 6 of us in the Qualis.

Aftermath

The car had before now found a charity gala being held at one of the hotels outside of town. They were very helpful and allowed us in even though we had not booked for the gala. The proceeds were to go for an orphan home(if I remember correctly). I washed the many scratches and dirt from the road. At exactly 0000hrs on 1st January 2006 I was digging into a plateful of fried rice.

Slowly it began to sink in. The facts were stacked up and here is the tally

  • It was the only 15 mins in the whole 24 hour ride that I did not have my helmet on
  • It was the only 15 mins in the whole 2 hour ride that I did not have a pillion rider behind me
  • People do not come out of 85 kms/hr (50 miles/hr) without anything to show for it

We headed back into town after dinner. The town of Pondicherry comes out on the streets to greet each other for new years. The scene must have been exactly as I had seen it 8 years back on my first trip here. But, this time I didn’t notice.

I went into a secluded silence. We headed for the city beach and hung around there for a while. The others were chattering away about something or the other the whole way. I don’t remember much of what happened except that we did make it back to the Hotel at around 2-3 am. And there I slept…