Dear Boys

Dear Boys

This is to provide a brief insight into the mind of a girl, in the confines of which you often go astray, clueless creatures that you are. Strangely enough, you claim that girls can never be understood when you haven't even fully explored your ownselves.

Girls take a long time to get ready. But obvious. You would empathise were you the proud owner of a million shoes, not to speak of the zillion outfits we have to choose from. The simple dilemma of selecting a scent to complete our attire has our minds all boggled up, and to add to that, your whining. You have no right to complain, having no proper clothes to call your own. If YOUR closet consists of a blue shirt, a pair of muddy football studs and twenty million video games, WE aren't to be blamed.

We are about as interested in FIFA as a hardcore non-vegetarian would be in a lettuce salad. Do we blame you for not having read P.S. I Love You? Don't even make me start on last night's episode of Desperate Housewives.

Dear guys. We don't like waiting, even if we are 2 hours late ourselves. We only pretend to like your car and your sermons about its carburettor, because you are really really cute. Our silence isn't always anger. We need peace after 12 hrs of incessant chatter. And we only talk nonsense nonstop because we like the way you look at us and just listen. You think we don't notice, but we can tell when you're looking. Here's a tip for your annoyed girlfriend: No girl will not melt when sincerely appreciated. And no we don't care what you think, we are ALWAYS fat to our own eyes.

We are not jealous, but simply protecting whats ours. Every girl is insecure deep inside her heart, and if you can find me a girl who isn't, I promise I'll take my blog down forever. And never advise anyone either.

All of us want to be loved, and every girl loves it when a guy is crazy about her. We find it really adorable when guys get jealous, and secretly love infuriating you. Maybe not to you, but anniversaries and birthdays and Valentine's Day matter to us. And not just because of the gifts. But the sentiments behind them.

Even though it bothers you, sometimes we would rather be alone. It's really crowded inside a girl's head, and you need a highly upgraded app to sort it out. Even if we value branded shoes more than your silly gadgets, we still adore the way you are always hooked to your Playstations.

A chocolate can always smooth out the rough patches. A kiss always heals the biggest wounds. A hug can make even the most egoistic girl realise her follies. The best part is us belonging to you. And owning you the same.

We love laughing at your pathetic jokes, and sometimes we do that even if its not funny at all. Because its really sweet the way you smile. We don't need guys only to make boyfriends as our perennial sources of income. We need you guys to make us laugh and feel special when no one else can.

We love guys who understand. And listen. :)

Lovingly yours,

Apoorvi

P.S. For all the guys in my life. From friends to enemies to brothers :P