will she ever see me...

Last few weeks I’ve gotten back in touch with a couple of my old guy friends from college; all nice sincere folks who’ve pretty much had the same lame life as me till date. Pretty much the same kind of problems and issues seem to plague these folks as well. And one of the serious questions that seems to be worrying most of them is why girls don’t take them seriously? Ok more specifically, why don’t “The Girl” they want take them seriously?

Not really sure if this is a universal problem or just a problem amongst a bunch of “quarter life crisis” ‘ed techies.

Things seems to have gone as per plan so far, most of these folks have pretty much had it easy work-wise with things coming by without much of a fight. And until recently life seems to have been going pretty well off-work as well; then boom you see her. Not as much as see her, but you feel her presence around you. This is when things seem to go haywire; you suddenly start searching her face in every new person you meet.

You’ve never really truly cared much about how people around you feel about you; well it’s always nice if they like you, but you’ve never ever had to put in any form of serious effort onto it. Now you see her, you suddenly want to put in all sort of that extra effort and even don’t mind the occasional egg on the face routine once in a while. But in-spite of all these extra effort you put in, this one person never seems to notice or seems to care.

Maybe this is the problem; maybe we just need to be ourselves. But whilst one’s under this magical presence 24/7 it’s really pretty hard to be your own normal self.

I guess deep down we all do know it’s truly impossible to force someone to like you. But we all live under the illusionary pretense of hope. And when this hope is as pretty as her, we all will keep trying.