According to all those who know me well, I am the most unromantic human being in the world. I completely disagree! All girls are born romantics and I am no different, I say. And when I say that most people make a face (some even snort).
My Mom says I started showing the unromantic symptoms pretty early. I was in the 4th standard when I got my first love letter from a classmate. The letter was so idiotic that I couldn’t stop laughing. And being the ‘good girl’ that I was, I went and gave it to my class teacher who got the poor guy suspended for a week. My classmates were scandalized that I could be so heartless. Honestly, was I supposed to feel all mushy at the age of 9? It didn’t help that all the guys who ‘proposed’ to me all through school and college were so pathetic that I had to turn them all down. And the unromantic tag remained stuck to me.
It doesn’t help that I have not been able to fall in love till now. All my friends keep telling me that I don’t make the effort. Hello! Am I supposed to make an effort to fall in love? Isn’t it supposed to just happen? Nobody believes that Mr. Right has just not come along as yet - they just shake their heads and give me the ‘you are hopeless’ look.
Another tag that’s stuck to me is that of being too practical. One of my girlfriends has stopped going to romantic movies with me. She says I ruin the whole mushy experience with my practical observations. She still hasn’t forgiven me for wondering aloud during a passionate kissing scene when was the last time the couple brushed their teeth.
And then there is this guy friend of mine who has recently fallen in love and keeps going on and on about his girlfriend with a loony look on his face. I felt it was my duty as a friend to advise him not to look like a sick puppy when talking about her. Instead of being thankful he glowered at me like a bulldog. I ask you!
Recently one of my colleagues was very happy that her usually not-so-sensitive husband gave her a greeting card on their wedding anniversary. When I asked her how she could be happy with just a greeting card as an anniversary gift, she gave me a cold and superior look and said, “It’s the feeling that counts.” What she didn’t say but I heard loud and clear was, “You won’t understand”.
Everybody thinks I don’t have a single mushy bone in my body but that’s so not true. I love reading Mills & Boon! My favourite movies are DDLJ and Jab We Met. How can somebody who loves M&B and mushy movies be unromantic? Hmph! I AM romantic. Period.
Err…..am I?
