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It's the ultimate mix in romance and singledom. While I watch a crazy and mooney-eyed Renee Zellweger struggling it out in Bridget Jones Diary, it's the other news of Kate Middleton and Prince William's break up doing the rounds of the press. Sure, these reporters are really working overtime over a simple break up. My British colleague defends it so. "Prince William is not your normal guy, he is the heir apparent to the throne of England". So, does that mean he can't behave like any normal guy his age and have few other affairs? Besides, that's so common these days!

Meanwhile, poor Kate Middleton is under scrutiny like never before. One report says she is such a middle-class compared to Prince William's other high breed friends. It's a pity if that was the ground of the break up, which I am sure it is not. I saw it coming though. Call it the hunch of the times -- before a man marries, he would have gone through two/three women. Ditto for women. Gone are the days of the one-man-one-woman pledges.

OK this is no lament on the loss of the good single men or good old romance. While at it, I have to talk about what I called the 'double dippers' found aplenty these days -- men who can't commit but who want a relationship. And then look around all the same. My friends and I meet a lot of them in our daily lives. So, they tell you "Listen, I like you but I don't love you", or "I really want this relationship but lets give it some time", or "I really want to marry you but I can't"... I ask: is it so hard to figure out whether you love or you hate. Petrified, maybe, of the decision to be stuck to one kind for life. Spoils the fun! Because they just dip everywhere!

Then there is the class of women, who would just not see the signs. "But he said he loved me," and with that cry till the last tear is wiped. Gullible, naive, idiotic. I have jumped to one conclusion though -- women everywhere are the same. They want commitment, they want a man at their back and call and they want marriage. So even if they mouth a frivolous or a hip "I don't want anything serious as of now", they would have assumed finality and culmination of the romance by the second week. Instead, I say it is fun to, like Bridget Jones, give oneself an opportunity to sometimes say, "Listen, while I like you, re-think about your sideburns".

Want to know the stupidest pick-up line from a dipper: "Let's be friends."

Comments

Shanti Thokchom said…
Hey! Indira, It was amusing to read about that one dipper's line of"lets be friends".It can mean so many things to so many others, according to their interpretations!! Yep, women like commitment to any realtionship while men can get away without it!!You are right! Women are just the same everywhere!!Ki karen,Putri!Eisi hai zindagi!!Hai ki nahi?Agar Brigitte Jones banogi to kya hoga Dilli mei? BW tera piccha nahi chhoregi!!Nou do gyarah ho jao gi kya? just kidding!!Its fun to read your blog,Ibemma Dylan gi Mabok Hanubi!!Thabak atei leitrabra nangbo?Hui gi amangba senglaga napunsi lellage khanbro?Phagi toubani ko Sanatombi!!

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