loves mystery unlocked!!!

Group of us old frens were chattin around when our beloved guru stamped his guruism on us... This time the topic was love, rather how to read a gal's reaction!!!
Please refer below text... Quite enlightening.

 
1] A woman will give enough hints to you if she likes you, but when you talk to her, she’ll speak as if she’s just barely knows you.
MORAL: She’s waiting for you to propose and woo her, cause she’s ‘expecting’ (and maybe also silently praying in some cases) that the guy propose her [This is true in up to 90% of cases. Obviously, the figures can’t be statistically verified J].
 
2] When a woman (who knows that you like her) tells you ‘ lets try to get together’ and gives you her cell number, her ‘YES/NO’ answers stop to have any conclusive meaning.
MORAL: Given enough time and patience, all NOs eventually get converted to YESes. So just go ahead and propose her when you feel the time is right (most important: don’t believe her NO is a NO. It’s “I’m trying to buy a little more time here cause I’m scared to say YES”.
[This part may be a bit ironical where she wants you to propose her but still ends up saying NO. In such a case, believe me, even she doesn’t know the reason why she’s behaving like that herself. This solution is perseverance to finally get her to say YES].
 
3] LOVE at first sight is the most beautiful thing in this world. It has the highest possibility of a successful relationship.
MORAL: Sometimes its better to blindly follow the logic of your heart than the logic of your mind.
 
4] This is the most important one:   “ A SMS is costlier than a call. An email is costlier than a SMS. A post letter is costlier than an email. “
MORAL: When you’re trying to have a long distance relationship with a woman, you know what is the best form of communication – one that takes the highest amount of time investment from your side [it also has the side benefit of giving you the highest amount of time to think what you want to write].
Though the above rule may seem quaint and old-fashioned, believe me, its still worth its weight in gold.
Eg. Send your girl friend an SMS, an email and a post letter with similar love contents. See which one she retains for the longest period of time.
Conclusion: You may convince a girl to accept you love by your 5th letter, that might take 10000 SMSes to achieve.
 
5] FATE has a bigger role to play in your love life than you’d care to acknowledge.
MORAL: If you meet a woman (who’s also beautiful) you loved at first sight after a period of 3 years and BOTH of you are still single, its more than one heck of a coincidence that I’d care to believe.
Conclusion: You’re already late by 3 years. Still want to waste more time??????
 
6] Last and the best rule: When a woman says NO to you first, but eventually ends up saying YES, believe me, she really means it.
MORAL: You’ve found yourself a woman who’ll readily follow you to the ends of the Earth and beyond, as long as you have a little love potion (read sweet gestures, words, actions) always at your disposal.
Conclusion: A woman craves for Love more than  /Double Chocolate Fudge topped with Chocolate melt Ice Cream. ‘Nuff said.

--- courtesy Debangshu Gupta aka Guru.Let me know if you want more of guruism, I'll try and convince him with a few psp UMD's :)

Hail the emperor!!! hail Rafa!!!

The sight of Roger totally breaking down in front of all fans was a little hard to take. I really don’t know nor can I gauge the feelings he was going through at that moment. However once things cooled down I kind of felt bad for the guy whose moment it actually was. Rafa Nadal had just won his first hard court Grand Slam and he didn’t get the ovation he deserved.

But this is why I like the guy so much. He didn’t seem to care. He seemed genuinely sorry for what his opponent was going through that moment.

I’ve always liked the way Rafa approaches the game. I’ve seen him lose many a times; but the best part is I’ve seen him pick himself up, improve and come back a better player the next time.

He was always one of the best player on clay; but then he keeps improving himself and now few will argue that he is the best player ever on clay; proof that not only does defeat spurs him on, but he doesn’t rest on his laurels either.

For the last three years, the final of the two most prestigious grand slams; French and Wimbledon has been played out between Rafa and Roger. If you see the score line progression, you can kind of make few conclusions. Every year, Rafa is pulling away from Roger in French Open, while he is getting closer to Roger in Wimbledon.

Then 2008 happened. Still critics were adamant in not giving Rafa credit, “Roger is not at his best! He’s still suffering from illness”. That was the chant throughout 2008.

No body was shouting when Roger was winning all he played in. No one was questioning the quality of Roger’s competition. They just were pointing out Roger’s brilliance. So why this difference when it comes to Rafa? Why are people so reluctant in giving him credit? On the contrary I feel if Roger is truly that great, what Rafa has achieved makes it even more praiseworthy.

I really don’t know how much longer Rafa will continue in this steam. How much more of 2008’s he’ll have? I do know however that we’ll have the occasional loose canon’s like Tsonga and Gonzalez producing that little extra and beating Rafa; but I also know that Rafa will brush off the dirt and sort out a few things and come back a better player and annihilate the same players the next time they meet.
That’s why I love Rafa; that’s why he’s destined for glory.

Hail the emperor!!!Hail Rafa!!!
2009 may just turn out to be special. Calendar slam? Hell yeah!!!

Why a Gerrard is worth 20 Beckhams!!!

At the end, the much publicized effort from Manchester City’s Middle East billionaires to lure Kaka into moving from Milan has failed, luckily for all football fans around the globe. Kaka has in part shown great personal integrity and maybe career acumen in declining all the millions offered to him. This would have been close to footballing suicide for him. That’s why my respect for this player has grown ten-fold in the past one week. He plays the game the way it’s supposed to be. You play for your team and not for the money.

That’s why over time, people will remember, and even revere players like Steven Gerrard, Pablo Maldini long after they stop playing; for their respect, commitment to their team and fans. They truly are great sportsmen. That’s why a David Beckham will stay in our memory just long enough till the next show-piece comes along; whereas a Gerrard will linger much much longer.

How to become a nerd...

Middle school for me happened when I was 5th standard. Few things changed completely in my life. I kind of became a different person then. I use to be a pretty energetic and normal kid up till then; I guess until 7th was really tough times because I was still struggling to come to terms with who I was and what I wanted. When I came to 8th standard, our school made one change; they split the class into 2 sections. This is when I kind of went separate ways with the few long time school friends I had. Here I became close with two new kids. We would share the same desk. I really don’t know how, but they somehow assumed that I was the smart one of the three; when I say smart I mean studious one. I never thought about contradicting them somehow, so I became the certified “desk” nerd from that time. My sisters used to be in the same school as me; and yes, unlike me they were pretty popular in school. They were the class toppers, school rep for functions and all that type. So I guess I assumed some tag is better then none.
I never really cared much about school grading system or scores etc. But my report card would make my mom react in strange ways; usually in not so nice ways.
But with my new acquired title of desk nerd I had the responsibility of holding the baton and making sure the reputation of the desk wasn’t let down. So I kind of started making sure I got reasonably good grades. My mom kind of stopped going ballistic whenever she saw my report card, so I guess it wasn’t so bad being a nerd. Then things let from this to that and I guess I became from desk to something of the class nerd.
9th standard again my principle made me change my section; I stopped sharing the same desk with my 2 friends, and gradually we became distant.
Things kind of changed completely after this. Up till 8th boys were made to wear shorts. 9th I guess the school authority somehow assumed was the right age for boys to turn to men. So we started wearing full-pants, we were the big boys in school.
I guess around these time things were changing for my classmates as well. The boy somehow seemed to be suddenly more interested in the girls and the girls were a little gigglier then before.
Around the same time was when I found one of my passions, Bruce Wayne. I so badly wanted to be Bruce Wayne, I so worshipped him. All my daytime dreams, escapades as Bruce Wayne I’ll post another time.

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.