The motivation for writing this article is to read this twenty years later... show it to my kids and have a pleasant laugh. :P. And if my wife is a PIA, then I will show her this to give a shock of her life.
1. That tall girl in my locality, Anne Omen, Deepthi Korwar, Swathi DasGupta: My crushes at different phases of life. they might be many more whom I might have forgotten by now too.
2. Kranthi K: The first girl with whom I ever thought of having a relationship. She is my engineering class mate and three months with her and I had decided to spend my life with her. (blame in on hormones!!!). Thanks for murali's advice to become more sane, or else I would have proposed in 2nd year itself. :P. imagine a love story in 2nd year. Now if I think back I am sure it would not have lasted for more than year.
3. Shraddha Malhotra: The angel and bitch of my life. My first kiss, my first close girl friend, my finger fucking buddy. She is a bomb, and I do not know what she liked in me, but both of us had a sensual relationship. I remember the first time i kissed her cheek in the volleyball ground, the next day we were locking our lips. Three days down, I was playing with her tits while kissing... n she with my erect rod. I remember the day we promised to meet all college buddies at Shiva for the movie "Idiot". Half an hour after the promise... we were at my home laying nude and kissing each other... we shared chocs lip locked, played with each other's private parts. We used to have long rides with she pressing close to me. Not even once in our relation we ever thought of marrying or settling down with each other. She is already committed to her boy friend when we started our affair. We parted immediately after eight months of our relationship. she was busy with her final year exam and me was busy in my first job in Pune.
I should now say this is the most honest and lively relationship I ever had. I need to add, in spite of all our intimacy we never fucked. Neither she ever desired nor me. :P
5. Mamta Telkar: We had a very sensual and romantic relation. Though we did not commit much towards each other neither in time nor in word, we had our own private moments. I never saw her fitting my type, but she was a bomb to go around with and that what I did. She is happily married and settled here in Bangalore though I never met her.
4. Rachita Mayor: We were best buddies... some times had our intimate moments but all these just were "also happened". But most people thought we had a relation. I never had any feelings for her. I sometimes forced myself to have something for her but could never. In fact during our first interactions she used to force me with questions like "Do you like me?". "Will you marry me?". "Am I your type of a girl?". Today when I look back I think these are the questions which might have completely put me off. After all any guy will be intimated with any such commitment in the first few interactions.
5. Pooja Gupta: This is one name which I never forget in my lifetime. Both of us were extremely close. So close that our telepathy was amazing. I think she should msg me now and bang comes the message. I think she should see me in the evening, she calls and tells me that she is coming to my office to meet me. The same with her too. I believe. She is one year elder to me. So I always thought she is more mature than me. But not. Here is the story: After Poonam's wedding reception, she was in my fav blue sari. I am already bowled over her, but that day she aroused me. I thought of doing something naughty and bought her a rose. I said "You look beautiful. I like you and would want you for rest of my life.". This is not something new to us. But she got too intimate that day. The way she sat behind me on the bike and the way she talked, that day we would have had our first kiss had I not controlled myself. The next day she calls me and asks me to meet her. I go. She tells me she wants to marry me and I should talk to her brother. I promise her I would do all this, but I need time for myself to think. I have not decided if I have to marry her. I finally make up my mind, because she was confident. Then she joins IBM, I am at hyd for my CAT prep, she says time to break up. I hurry to Pune, join IBM and ask her whats the matter. She says she changed her mind. The next eight months in my stay in IBM, I was cajoling her. But all go in vain. She writes personal letters to tell me that she loves me but does not want to marry me and all. I pursue even after one year I left Pune, but the way she insulted me had my ego beaten. I vow not to talk to her till date and I am sticking to that till now.
In hindsight I see that she never deserved a guy like me. She would have been lucky if she would have married me, but some people are born with ill-luck sticking to their back.
6. Usha chundru: Another name which not just me, but also none in my family can forget. In two years of IISc, she made a hazaar advances towards me. She used to purposefully catch my palms and entangle fingers. She used to try clinging to me. But I was not out of Pooja-Mania. So I completely ignored her advances. But we were close pals. She used to pay for all my expenses, and I used to accompany her whereever she used to go. So that ways both of us used each other. After MBA, during our job, everyone got busy. That left only her and me to spend time with each other. Thats when I got completely close to her. I could not imagine a single day without chatting or calling her. Months passed. She said that her dad has now started looking for matches. Thats when I gathered all my courage and proposed to her. Three months of indecisiveness, then finally she tells me to speak to her Dad. I book tickets for March 8th 2010 and fly to hyd to talk to her dad. I talked to him and they deny (what else do you expect from South Indian Parents!!). I talk to my parent they too deny. Finally I think its time to distance myself. I slowly started, she then starts becoming close again. i do not know why, and finally after her first trip from US, she declares that she loves Vinay, her school friend. I am shocked at her sudden action and guts to invite me for tea and tell me the same.
In hindsight when I see, she is a proper bitch, with her mind focussed on what she needs at this moment. According to me she is one girl who will not be happy living with anyone for long. And definitely her man would not be happy with her.
7. Dharani: I desparately wanted a girl friend after, to whom I can speak my heart with. But all the girls whom I know are already committed/married or not of my liking. That when I started searching online. Thats when I came across this girl. We have been talking to her for an year. Initially it started as "no love-no wedding" affair. I am already sick and tired of relationships which are fruitless. It neither gave any pleasure like Shraddha's nor any commitment. So I already made up my mind to go with a girl my mom searches for me. So i am ok with this. Now after an year, she now feels very possessive about me and asks to give a commitment. Initially I was afraid. But then I thought what harm in giving a commitment and breaking, after all thats what everyone does in the world.So i gave her the commitment last week. I plan to have some pleasure and end the relation. The main motto of me not interested in her is that she is from Backward caste, padmashali.
Will give my hindsight view in two years from now.
8. Pallavi: Now this lady I met in Murali's wedding is full bonkers on me. The first time we met, I dropped her at her hostel, she is already bowled by me. The way she flirted with me and talked I know that. Then I thought why not take a chance with her? So i started texting and calling her. This is going fine as of now. I meeting her tomorrow. As I mentioned before these days I am in relationships not for commitments but for pleasure. Let me have that and wind up things. The first day was a disaster, she told be her family saga and how she wants to get married and all. she hinted me that she wants to marry me. I defended her moves but let the relation continue.
Will comment in two years.
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