Dear All,
Thank you for expressing interest in the present state of my love life. You will be happy, sad, surprised, relieved or whatever other emotion you might feel - to know - that i'm single.

"Who gives a f#%k about your love life dude?"

My point exactly. Why these people are even remotely interested in my relationship status - i haven't the faintest idea! Case in point being: this evening, my good friend - let's call him Mr.V (hehe) calls me, and the first thing he asks me is, "Who is Ms.A?" (well he said A_ _ _, but i thought going with the Ms.A and Mr.V etc would be fun...just read)

Me: Eh?
Mr.V: Who is Ms.A?
Me: I have no clue dude...what are you talking about?
Mr.V: Some guy, girl (Mr/Ms.X)...whoever...messaged me asking if you ever had a thing with Ms.A....did you?
Me: I don't even know a Ms.A! ...actually the only Ms.A i know is married to my cousin and settled in Chicago. Either way, i've never had anything to do with anyone going by that name.
Mr.V: So what now...ok, i'll tell you what, why don't you call this Mr.X and ask him why he's talking about you and this Ms.A...let's f&%k his trip...what fun!!
Me: I couldn't be bothered macha...why don't you just tell him i had a major thing with Ms.A and ask who wants to know.
Mr.V: Scheme! (lol ...sorry V....that sorta gave away ur identity eh? hehe)

And so i think he sent this person a reply saying i had a thing with Ms.A, to which Mr.X replies, "Hmmm...interesting." (wow...that was original)

At one level (my narcissistic side speaks), i guess i'm a little flattered that people should cook up associations and relationships with people i've never even heard of. It also shows what gripping lives they must lead.

I write here cuz writing is a passion. But you'd be mistaken if you drew the conclusion that you knew me based on what you read here. :)

I remember SRK (did you know he has a perfume called 'Tiger Eyes'? Might as well be called 'Tiger Ass' for obvious reasons) talking to somebody in an interview, about 'keeping secrets'. He said, "There are two ways of keeping secrets. One - you wear dark glasses, and hide behind them. Two - you tell everyone around you so much, that they think they know everything there is to know - while in truth you haven't even scratched the surface."

*grin* I'm grinning cuz i'm sure you know which one i'm referring to...you know as much about me as i want you to know :) And Ms.G, it isn't that i'm more vulnerable - could it be that i'm a little more self assured, enough to freely share my opinions on most matters, without getting lost in 'what will they think?' - which is what the male friends you're referring to, invariably end up doing.

Most guys just put on a facade. The age old belief that men are hard as nails on the outside and soft as putty on the inside holds good for a vast majority of men - it's just that most men are too proud and vain to admit it. ;) Which is why they have a problem with sharing their feelings freely. I'm vain (you didn't have to guess that one), but i'm also comfortable in my skin. That's not to say most men aren't - it's just that they invariably fall into the stereotype of 'I'm a man. This is how i must behave.' It's all bullshit.

Anyway, getting back to where this story started - if you want to know something about me, ask. Don't assume and pass judgement on heresay. This is what we do constantly - we're all 'meaning making machines'. Cooking up things in our idle workshops every moment.

The world would be such a peaceful place if we were a little less prejudiced and judgemental as people.