hello to all and sundry again(id better check out what sundry means before ive used it so many times that i concoct a self explanatory meaning to it)
i have been interning at Ernst and young (gurgaon)this month and right now im writing this post from office. Obviously iam not flaky or kaamchor or anything its just that people dont have any work to give me today. 
i had slight work in the morning and i took extra time to complete it so that i can savour not getting bored but the guy who had given it to me told me to hurry up.
so at this very moment iam way bored out of my skull. i am afraid to talk on the phone which the office provides because i think it might be like listened to. so i dont want to do any personal talks on it lest i say something inappopriate which i generally mostly do in most of my conversations.
also, there isnt any eye candy on my floor to drool on. theres only one guy on this entire 3rd floor who i think is mega cute but he is pretty short in height so that eliminates him from the extreme cute guy category.
also facebook and gmail is blocked so all i can do is study which i have been doing since 9 in the morning but now im just too bored. so i read the plots of ‘the prestige’ (apparently awesome movie) and ‘brokeback mountain’.
anyway
so talking about how love is blind.
yeah so. yes ….love is blind. hmm.
ok, ill give you examples.
i once had a crush on mohammad sami!! that pakistani baller from their cricket team. i was so in love with him that i stayed back home from school pretending to be down ( girly problems) and then watched the match.
i loved to see his red (streaked) hair flying in the sun when he balled(is that the right terminology?) really fast.
i sighed and oohed and aahed and imagined myself with him going to parties and all after winning a match.
when i told my mother she said that he looked like a cycle mechanic. and hopefully i wont get a similar looking guy or remotely similar looking guy home professing my desire to be tied in the matrimonial chains with him.
but i got over him soon when i fell in love with my with ugly as hell maths teacher.
get this.
1. he was a math teacher and wrote on the blackboard with both his hands.
2.he punished me for writing ‘gai hamari mata hai aur humko maths nahin aata hai’ on the blackboard.
3. flunked me in maths. once.
4. he was half bald.
5. he was short.
6. he was married with a daughter whom he called gunjan and i told him on his face what a sucky name it was. he was a lilttle shocked but compensated it by saying how funny my name was.
7.he had a thick moustache.
8. he had big bulging eyes.
9.he had bad breadth.
10. people called him hitler.
11. he rode a phat phatiya scooter. which went phat phat phat phat phat.
12. his sir name was pandya. similar to the curse word kaniya. or kandiya.
and yet
i looooooooved him.
i once stood in the same position (i thought i looked pretty) for half an hour so that i could look at him.
and in class i never really learned any math cuz i was always busy staring at him to concentrate on work.
he went away soon.
ok….so now the not romantic examples of how love is blind.
again. il give u a math teacher explanations.
i had a math teacher. in class 11.
he was f*** ugly.
like he looked like a starved snake who had an atom bomb explosion in the lower half of his face and then went under a road roller and then starved again.
matlab. ok. he had hollow cheeks. teeth like piano keys stuck in his mouth.
small slits for eyes. on which he wore really ugly spects.
a HUGE rather HUMANGOUS(why doesnt it have auto correct) nose out of which he sucked in most of the oxygen in the air.
and he laughed like a bafoon. or say a hyena. matlab he had a really bad laugh.
obviously at first he looked mega ugly to me.
but soon as we developed a friendship and he helped me in maths and laughed on most of my jokes,….the ugliness just went away. because i started loving him for who he was. a nice soul trapped in an ugly body.
and so after some time when one of my friends commented on his looks and called him a monkey , i was so offended that i had a semi fight with her. i couldnt see the ugliness at all. the huge nose started looking normal and the laugh seemed nothing out of the extraordinar. and his eyes looked normal.
he dint seem ugly anymore . why? cuz id developed affection for him. not love love…but platonic love ofcourse. i have obviously forgotten his name.
so with love….looks and physical appearance fade into the back ground and for the forst time we connect with the real person inside.
so please dont be quick to judge people from the way the look. the ‘ugly’ ones are generally a far better quality of good human beings because they are more humble and grateful and dont take things in life for granted. because they have to prove themselves to the world. they dont get things easily because they are not good looking. iam not joking. its the truth,
generally, if you notice you would always want to be friends with the good looking attractive people and will hardly pay any attention to the not so good looking ones. you would want to know their names, their likes and dislikes. etc.
so, if you want to make a persons day, tell them they are beautiful , inside and out.
the outside will loose its lustre but the beauty inside is for eternity. please value it. and stop paying attention to how ur hair is looking! i mean do pay attention to your body…but dont obssess about it. dont kill yourself to be thin. dont undergo surgeries to look like angelina jolie(shes a freak of nature) and dont go to dr., batras hair clinic if your hair is falling. none of his remedies work. i have 2 friends who have invested in dr batra and all they have lost is more hair stressing about how they are gonna come up with money to buy all their expensive products.
i mean i know its very difficult to look away from the face and try and find out what kinda person he or she is. i mean unconciously even i judge people based on their looks all the time. and the fact that if a person is really good on the inside, it shows on their faces…you know..inner beauty on their face. but try you know. make an effort.
even i obsesses about my weight about my hair , my skin , my clothes but i dont let them rule my world.
i draw a line.
i become concious. i tell myself that now ive thought enough about myself and now its time to dedicate my remaining energy on other issues in my life. and look in the mirror, make a pout and tell myself that iam one of the prettiest things on earth. that helps.
and on a bad hair day wen i know iam looking ugly. i just dont look in the mirror.
anyway
this post has gotten tooooooo lecturey and now id better stop.
ok.another example of how love is blind is.
1. take another look at your parents. are you sure your dad(with a big pot belly) is cute ? or your mother with a huge behind is hot? but do you ever notice? no ? right?
2. take another look at your best friend.
3. take a look at ur bf/gf. are u completely sure they arent NOT ugly? but do u care? no? right? why? because you love them and in love these things just dont make an iota of a difference .
4. take a look at your favourite teacher.
5. take a look at yourself. you love yourself the most. are you sure you arent Fudge ugly? 
take care.
bye.
k.
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