Everywhere I see, there are single-eligible-romantic-fools looking for their dream-girl. Who, I say is this babe which everyone is looking for? She’s supposed to come in your dreams (plain, straight ones, not the naughty ones) and you are supposed to fall in love with her, dedicate your entire life in her search, for as Karan Johar uncle makes me believe, she’s out there, somewhere.

Like all normal humans, I rarely remember what I saw in the dream, so I cant picture her. Who is she? where is she?? I dont know. If I cant picture her, will I recognize her when I meet her? How long will it take for the enlightenment to happen? Will I hear someone whistling “Kuch kuch hota hain…”

In other words:
Do you believe in love at first sight?

I do. Only when it comes to Panipuris, my Dell Laptop or my Bullet Thunderbird, may she ride forever.

When it comes to women, it takes me a while to overcome my shyness and be frank with someone. The relative ease by which I am able to converse with anyone is directly proportional to the affinity I develop for them.

But at first sight, I think I’ve only felt Lust. There are these numerous wannabe-xtina and britney spears babes in Bombay, with whom I’ve failed to generate an interesting conversation. It may be partly my fault, the MCP I am, but I’ve felt the spark only a couple of times.

I think I should wait till I feel a flame.
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PS: So here I define my Desire 1:

Nimmo will ideally be a clever, quick-witted babe, who’ll be able to fuel my imagination and yet shut me up anytime.