Or can I?

Where have all the good men of the world gone..eh!..someone once said (or its my own theory I repeated so many times that my mind was forced to believe it’s a quote from a learned genius) that ‘all good things in life(read-men we like) are either vice , married, or gay’!What do I do ..should I go be a guy stealer, rob the cradle, go back to my friends ex’ in desperation, give in to that weirdo who has been pursuing me ever since I met-up in that chat room..or give ‘lesbianism’ a try. Yuck!

Mind is befuddled.If I’m honest with myself (and other’s-here) then I should confess that none of the guys who have ever tried to date me, never reallly deserved me. I don’t want anyone to puke at my arrogance here but I genuinely feel that it’s because I’m sensitive, witty and a high scrorer in the emotional quotient.Now the strange part is , most ,or let’s say all the guys who were or had been trying to pursue me never ever generated enough confidence in me taht i could go out with them.Inspired my horror rape stories. my trust factor had forever been low and couple it with my emacipated mindset...heck! guys never happened. Now Where does this come from?? Eh! Or was I the only blessed one?

Now this leaves me with what –Nothing? Let me get back to the cozy comfort of books, curl up with coffee and snooze. Dreams are atleast mine, untainted and untarnished…