a girl with kaleidoscope eyes

As a believer in god i must comment that the big guy upstairs has a definite sense of irony which is evident in almost every crook and nook of this little world of his and particularly  so here and now today. Well excuse me if  i am seeming vague here lemme give u a short background so that u may understand why i am feeling this way and which will also explain the seemingly lack of correlation between the title and my opening lines. It all begins with my absolute love for pretty chicks , what as the  frustrated and wise "junta" of kgp would describe most elegantly and tastefully as "despo-apa”. About a week ago on my first day here at tifr I saw this really pretty girl(people who know me will be going "OH BOY" right now ,as for everyone else well am most flattered if u don’t know me and are still reading my blog), I mean she has these lovely brown eyes, long black hair and the most charming of smiles, just picture that absolute prototype Indian girl that the department of tourism  puts in it’s "Incredible India" posters. Somehow back in the day when i read 5 point someone i used to picture Neha exactly like this .So let’s call her Neha cuz i still as of yet don’t know her name(Again people who know me won’t be surprised ).So naturally as any boy would do after first seeing the lovely miss Neha i started to outline a plot to try and woo her(which you judging by the fact i still haven't got to know her name can guess is not going too well),am not really obsessed with the idea of possessing every pretty chick i see. This might  (i)come as a shock to those who see me  as an exemplary example of the typical frust kgpian or (ii) directly contradict my statement that i was devising a plan to woo Neha. About the later of these two i should explain that deep down inside  i almost always know that these little plans are doomed  and i mostly devise them because it is an awfully enjoyable pass time. But one must at the onset of an endeavour define what shall be graded as passable success at the end. Well as with all my previous crushes with Neha(doesn’t it sound so wonderfully personal when i call her Neha)too, if i am able to develop a reasonable friendship with her i should call it a success. Sure id curse any boyfriend shell turn up with later , but this wouldn’t eat away at me like a poisonous parasite that theologists  call envy. I would be most happy and satisfied to be acquainted and friends with someone so startlingly and delicately beautiful. Ishan Nag and Soumen Koley might call this "lack of balls " but fuck u both. I am far better with gals than either of u.
                                                  Well maybe a team like Ghana would be satisfied to reach the quarter finals of the world cup but that doesn’t mean that they don’t dream of winning the whole god dam tournament. So today as i by this incredible stroke of luck find myself sitting beside Neha i can’t help but be gripped by this great sense of optimism(This paper too is borrowed from her, first time i spoke to her smiles my plan is progressing).Hell even that pesky guy she always seems to hang around with is sitting in the front, I hate that boy. Let me explain yesterday motivated by the old saying "keep your friends close and enemies closer " i struck up a conversation with that boy. I quite liked the chap  he is quite knowledgeable, enthusiastic about his subject physics, polite and all , most likable .I felt  to be honest kinda like karna when after years of blindly hating Arjun he comes to know that arjun is his brother. But the worst thing is he’s the farthest thing from a despo that one can imagine and if there’s one thing i can’t do is stop being a despo!!  Anyways today he’s not my problem so to hell with him. Now as i sat excitedly awaiting the usual boring physics lecture during which i could have my moment in the sun with Neha, disaster strikes. The bloody lecture in which i am in now is quite interesting .Hell, instead of looking around bored she’s sitting absorbed by the speaker, i don’t think she’s even noticed i am here!!! "Be careful what u wish for" is what they say and not without reason, yesterday id kill for a variation from these monotonous talks and sitting here right now i yarn for those mindless and endless stream of jargon. It was about ten minutes through the lecture that i borrowed the paper and started writing about fate and this unfortunate turn of events. Now what , what this needs is an ending  ,in those chick flicks invariably the girl falls for the geek in the end but  experience somehow makes me sceptical about  that fairy-tale ending materializing. There she is stroking her hair, such deep brows she has now. She’s smiling at some joke the speaker made. What I’d give to be on stage and telling that funny physics joke  to be the centre of her  attention.... What was i telling you guys ah yes  maybe this aint my day in the sun with her but its progress, lemme enjoy this and then its back to scheming and plotting...... .