Ages back I had this mostly non sense post about winning over your crush...
And it's mostly men who have to don this role of chasing the OOA (you know what it is if you read that crush post!). But of late I met some curious girls who wanted to ‘nail’ down that good looking guy they saw somewhere. The icing on the cake was this recent post on the internal discussion forum in my office where a young lady wanted to know of ways to get in touch with this young man (pls note…he was cute; apparently) that her friend had seen and liked in the food court. Now both the ladies have managed to track this guy down and are waiting to ‘make’ friendship with him *ahem*!
For most of my friends who were quite amused at this discussion, it was more of a relief as the burden of the chase was starting to be shared by the fairer sex…for some however the word ‘cute’ looked rather depressing. What stuck me was the fact that the lady decided to openly admit that her friend (rather non existent friend?...coz in most cases the word ‘friend’ is used to cover up the fact that the ‘friend’ in question is actually the person who’s asking such questions!) fancied this guy she saw for a moment at work place. May be life could have been easier had she been born in the west as all she could have done (if she was not faint hearted and thick skinned enough) was to walk over and strike a conversation. In India though this could have resulted in the guy calling out for help!
Another friend of mine who had a monster crush on one of the managers in an account, ended up dragging me along for a Sudoko contest because her gut instincts told her that he would turn up (thanks to their mutual love for sudoko!). But it was an anti climax coz despite securing a seat exactly behind his, she had to rush out mid way as I had buckled to that rising fear and nervousness thanks to the fact that I had never really attempted to give this game a try and ended up bolting out of the door…apparently she was all set to borrow a pen from him and to this day holds this against me! Much more similar missions were thwarted by the fact that I got paranoid that the guy suspected that my friend was interested in him and that she would end up getting both of us fired. Of course much of that paranoia was ‘fuelled’ by the dislike for his flashy coloured shades and flashier accent; god awful really…love’s really (colour?!) blind! [‘Friend’ quoted here is not a pretext..it really wasn’t me as I would not fall for people in those shades in my worst nightmare]
With women trying all kinds of tricks in trying to get to a means of contacting that mystery man they found attractive. Gone are the days when stalking was majorly attributed to poor guys. Question is, how do the guys feel about this start of a new trend?...flattered?...embarrassed?...relieved?

Interesting:
A few months back a local news paper in London featured this section which had messages from it’s readers to people they saw while commuting in the underground tube and found interesting. The messages varied from the like-to-know-you to the regular commuter on a particular route to compliments for their looks to the occasional sightings underground. Some had even quoted their number and one lady even apologised for apparently scaring a guy she tried to start a conversation with :D Over all, it was cute and definite rom-com material

P.S: Post title inspired from a song by the band Police (which Sting was earlier a part of). Apparently this song was written after the break up of Sting's (first?) marriage. On first look, it might look like a heartfelt love song, but the actually implication is that of a stalker....scary stuff :D
For more details 'Police + every breath you take' udan google-aandavarai anugavum

Song on: Seven nation army
Mood: Cheerful

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