Seriously what was I thinking?

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For once i thought I will write something utterly useless.Something that has nothing to do with me.Something that isn't close to my heart.Something that people are interested in actually.Here goes.This is  a note to myself ..to watch out for these signs and hopefully stop myself before I make a complete idiot of myself in public.




The butterfly stage
I like to use the term cockroaches in your stomach..cause it isn't really a pleasant feeling is it?It feels like a punch in your stomach.Every time you see this person. Every time you see them with anyone else. Every time they notice you.They smile at you.(Or you keep staring at a photo of them smiling ...and hence feel like they are smiling at you )

The detective stage
If you are thinking of Sherlock Holmes or that dude from what is that Hindi serial ..CID ? ...yeah well you obviously dunno how girls can snoop for information.Earlier it used to be this ohh-what-do-you-know-about- _____ ...kinda stuff...now thanks to great sites like Google,Facebook and Twitter..and blogs you can find out more than what people would like you to know about them.The more frenzied the search,the crazier you have got.If you can stop yourself here...please do so.It will save you a lot of embarrassment later.


The crushing stage
Here you know this feeling isn't going to last.If you are clever you probably know it is a waste of time as well.But still you go on and try to impress 'em.You try.You try real hard.You like everything they like (I may have to add online and offline here).If you are a person who recovers well,this is an awesome period for the following reasons: 
   1.you actually feel happy most of the day
   2.you make an effort to look good and you already feel good.
   3.you don't have the insomnia issues.you fall asleep dreaming (?)
   4.there is something to look forward to every morning 
   5.cmon don't you people get bored and need something to do?
If you don't watchout here, and try too hard you may become what they call the shoulder-thats always there to lean on, the doormat (won't elaborate now..got some great thoughts on that one..been there..been that.).THAT is a difficult cycle to come out of.If you don't end it...it will end you.Or something on those lines.

The crashing stage
Reality comes down on you.Crashes over your head.This is the somewhat painful part.If you are lucky, and prepared it lasts for something ranging from few minutes to hours..to even days.Here comes the realisation it isn't meant to be.And it is here that it hurts as well.

The thrashing stage
This is the fun stage.You know everything about 'em.You know the weak points.You can go on and on about what they lack.And why they don't deserve you.Maybe they aren't that bad.Maybe they are.But it is amusing to watch as your friends will chip in to tell you how terrible this person was for you.You unfriend.You unfollow.You block.You write angry rants.And then you regret it later.

The Aftercrush
Most people will deny this.But there is that one part of you that wants to know what is going on now in that persons life.You secretly go and check what they have been upto.You can't entirely forget 'em in one shot can you?..and then there are people who can. 


THE SERIOUSLY WHAT WAS I THINKING STAGE
And once you have truly recovered you think SERIOUSLY WHAT THE HELL WAS I THINKING!! and you wonder how completely delusional you were.I mean seriously...this guy/girl?You start wondering how you talked yourself into it.How you could have been so stupid. Embarrassment.Yes,you were crazy.

The ROFL I was young and stupid stage 
And then years later,you will laugh at everything you did and say..ahh I was innocent and stupid.And young and immature.How was I to know?Shouldn't have done that stupid stuff :)




And forget those suffering from the above symptoms...there's another reason you should know all this...coz you are all bound to have friends going through this.Its tested.Stood over the years.And if they ever bother denying it ,which they will...you atleast know where they are heading.

32.00:28:05 INT.HOTEL ROOM.NIGHT 35GIRLPeople are different. Some times,they just want different things.TURIYANo, I’m talking about the biggerpicture. You know life is muchmore than one or two failedrelationships. We all want thesame things... We all wanthappiness, love, family,friends... I’m sure you wantlove.HUSSAINI’m sure you just want to getinto her pants, dude.GIRLI heard that! No thank you. I’mdone with romance. Besides Idon’t think we have to take loveout of one person to give it toanother. Love is a bottomlessglass.She gulps down her what’s left of her fourth glass ofwine.TURIYAOooh, so you are a sensualist.You like believe in free sex.That’s why you didn’t want to payfor it.GIRLI wasn’t talking about sex. All Iam saying is that we need people.So why not just make greatfriends all over the world? Whydo you need romance?TURIYAWell I do’nt know.’. life isshort. We are all insecure. Lovemakes us feel secur

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