A Cup of Cappuccino and a Straw

The quest for the better half has made me go through various new experiences, some of them surprisingly shocking and others very predictable.

For starters, love really surprises me; it feels like you’re on top of the world when you’re in it and in hell when out of it! Well, analysing the passing of events, one might say I fell in love with a person who can only fall in love with Numbers. Post that, the decision to accept what the fate has in store for thy dearest, with head held high,- serves tea, talks to total strangers (thinking-is this it?) and laughs at its outcomes.

So, here is a typical setting; CCD, a stranger sitting opposite you, trying to judge you from every action/words you speak and a cup of cappuccino (assuring me that All is Well!). But before venturing into that, friends, I would like to tell you the story behind a cup-of-cappuccino and a straw. A very close friend of mine was also going through the same experience when we were in our 3rd semester of PG in Bangalore. She was not-so-comfy with the whole situation (and I totally understand that now) went to meet a doctor-guy (X) on her parent’s perusal. Ordered her coffee and started a conversation with Mr. X. When her coffee arrived, it was a little extra frothy, afraid not to make a smiley on her face from coffee’s froth; she blurted out to the waiter- “Can I have a straw please”. Yes, my friends, she had her cappuccino with a straw! We still laugh by the mere thought of X’s facial expression when that happened.

Back to the setting, having gone through his educational qualifications and job profile, I agreed to meet the first guy from a marriage portal. (For further convenience, we shall refer this guy as Mr. Y). Being highly qualified and having a job that I envy, I was proud of my mother’s searching skills for finding Y. Apart from the fact that I could have a normal conversation with Y, what amazed me was that even being too well read could be a cause of concern. On being informed that this was my first meeting, Y, in a very concerned manner, cited from the book- Fooled By Randomness (by Nassim N. Taleb), that one should never settle in for the first thing that comes his/her way, and that was the reason for him to reject the first girl his parents found for him. And there I knew- it’s time for me to ask for a straw :)

Every such meeting requires me to make a decision whether I want to proceed knowing this guy more or not. It’s always very tough to ask your self- Is this it? Is this the one whom I am going to spend 3/4th of my life? I have always found that answer after analysing a lot and a little too late, not realising that that voice from with-in is always guiding me correctly.

PS: Guys, Fooled by Randomness is a lovely book with a completely different message in it! Try catching it up!