The ‘Type’.

Okay, now this article is not a prerequisite draft for my matrimonial profile. Neither am I desperate to get a life partner right at this moment. Honestly, I’m only writing this for a little clarity from the mundane thoughts formulating in my head regarding, you know, men.
Lately I’ve been fangirling so much, that I get excited every time at the idea of dating a fictional character. Hence, the decluttering.

What is meant by ‘What type of person do you want to date?’ or ‘What type of person would you want to be with?’ I don’t really get these type-casts, and I really don’t understand how one can define the ‘type’ of the person they want to be with. Nothing is constant, right? And neither are we lucky enough to be born in the ‘Krrish’ age where people can predict the future as easily as we switch on the fan.

One can change at any time! What if you get married to the love of your life, who you’ve been going out with for a very long time, and one day you wake up and realize, that they’re gay, or that they eat toothpaste, OR something totally crazy like farting in public places. What would you do then? Eating toothpaste is nobody’s type I guess? Anyone?
But if Shahrukh Khan, Paul Wesley, Robert Pattinson happen to read this? PLEASE believe that all that is written below is utter bullshit and I would make peace with each and every bad habit of yours! (yes, even if its farting in public. *winces*)

Anyhow, coming back to the point. I don’t have a ‘type’. And if I really had to have a type, it’d be the person who just makes this world a whole lot bearable for me. I’m too cynical about love, someone who makes me feel less than that.
Someone who has this charm, and can sweep me off my feet(This never gets old). Someone who is so good at being happy, that he makes me happy too. Someone who is gentle and sweet at times. And intelligent, how could I forget that? In fact this should be on the top of the list. What do they say? Intelligence is the ultimate aphrodisiac. People often mistake intelligence for bookish knowledge. Well those people can fuck themselves.
Someone who has this innate sense of humor, who can make me laugh on his weird jokes(I’m assuming they’ll be weird, because that will be the best part). Strength of course, flamboyance in nature. There should be vitality of thoughts and actions. Sexual enthusiasm, he should have the ability to make my toes curl.

And he should be emotionally expressive! I’m a person of too many words, and I really would appreciate if someone conveyed to me by those, instead of choosing telepathy.
Someone who instead of taking me to a fancy restaurant, would actually take me to a bookstore. Who will just sit there with me, watching me read, or maybe read phrases or lines to me of his favorite books.
Someone whose eyes just light up(like mine) when I start talking about books. Maybe then we’ll also be able to complete each other’s sentences(coz I’m guessing we’d both have had read partly the same books!). To settle with someone who is any less than a reader is like dating a person without any windows to his soul.

I really don’t want to focus on the physical aspects of that person because I read it somewhere and I really want to stick to it, that ‘When we read, we don’t fall in love with the characters’ appearance. We fall in love with their words, their thoughts and their heart. We fall in love with their souls.’

Someone who makes an entry into my life just like a fictional character… But REAL. Okay now I did it. I ruled out every freaking possibility of me ever getting a happily ever after, when I said that!
I might have a left a lot of characteristics while describing my soulmate but that’s only because maybe even I’m not sure yet. There should be some mystery to it !! He shouldn’t be that predictible too. (I know what you’re thinking. ‘What fucking world is she living in?! Trying to find a perfect man?!’)
But that’s what I want to say, I don’t want a perfect man, I want someone perfect for me. Maybe he has these characteristics, maybe he doesn’t. Maybe it will be forever, maybe it won’t be. But the journey will be the best part, that’s guaranteed. The ‘not knowing’ part. And if I ever find a person who’s even remotely close to what I just described? I’ll do every possible thing to keep him around.

And I won’t give up hope. No matter how much shit I go through personally, I will ALWAYS root for love, for a happily ever after, for the perfect ending.

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Book Review : Paper Towns By John Green

ImageTitle: Paper Towns
Author : John Green
Genre : Young Adult Fiction

After reading this book I am absolutely sure that John Green is not only one of my favorite authors, but he’s also one of my favorite people. The guy is a GENIUS. Yes a CAPS LOCK genius. Him being that, ‘Paper Towns’ is one book I have skeptical views on. It kinda did not live up to my expectations. Some parts of this book are out-of-the-world beautiful, while some parts just make you go like ‘WHAAAT?’

And umm, by the way, SPOILERS AHEAD. (You have been warned)

Quentin Jacobsen is a senior in High School. He’s the son of two therapists which makes him (or so he says) the most well-adjusted teenager in the world. He has two best friends: Ben and Radar. Radar is not his real name, just a nickname that got stuck.

Then there’s the famous neighbor slash crush, Margo Roth Spiegelman. A girl with such a powerful personality, that you can only call her by her full name. Margo and Q used to be really good friends when they were younger. But then they grew up and Margo became popular while Q stayed just Q.

That is until one night, Margo shows up at his bedroom window in the middle of the night, inviting him to an adventure that he will remember the rest of his life. After their all-nighter ends and a new day breaks, Q arrives at school (hoping to be friends with her again) to discover that Margo, always an enigma, has now become a mystery. But Q soon learns that there are clues—and they’re for him. Urged down a disconnected path, the closer he gets, the less Q sees of the girl he thought he knew.

The book is divided into three parts. The first part, mainly consists of introduction of the characters and ‘THE NIGHT’. I loved it. It was funny and spontaneous. It was nice to see the reunion of Margo and Q. The second part, the part of finding and deciphering clues, left me slightly confused and sometimes irritated.

A person, who a week ago, was so excited to finish his high school, and was looking forward to the last couple of weeks of his senior year and graduation, is compelled to look for a girl, who- later we find out- didn’t not even want to be found. He is pretty sure that he must be the one to find her.
He spends his time pouring over Walt Whitman’s ‘Song of Myself‘, trying to understand what Margo was thinking and where she could be. Luckily for Q, his best friends are all up for the adventure to find Margo. But when they aren’t, when they just want to be teenagers, Q is angry with them for not being more invested in the search for Margo.
I would have been okay with this, only if the ending wasn’t what it was.

When Q and friends finally do find where Margo is, they take a road trip across the country to find her. This part is very exhilarating, and makes you so excited since you spent two-thirds of the book gathering clues with Quentin. They go to this Paper Town, called Agloe, New York, where they find Margo literally living in a barn. I was actually happy she wasn’t dead or anything. You can’t rely too much on John Green for keeping the protagonist alive.

What I didn’t anticipate was Margo’s reaction to them finding her. I thought there will be frantic screaming of relief and a teary reunion. Instead it’s the opposite. She just stands there awkwardly. Infact the first thing she says is ‘what the hell are you doing here?’
The least she could have done was express her gratitude and that, if not her parents, then atleast there were others who cared about her.
It was very weird.
With every page nearing towards the end, I was like ‘no nooo it wasn’t supposed to end like this.’ I was quite sure that she wouldn’t be coming back home, but it still could have had a better ending.

Since I have already read ‘Looking For Alaska’, I felt that this book is very similar to it. Margo is very much like Alaska : Erratic, slightly selfish, hard to understand. In short, unpredictable. I’m not sure if she is supposed to be liked.

I read this book too fast, since it became impossible to tear my eyes off it. It felt as if the clues were for us too! It felt that maybe we’ll be able to figure out where Margo was before Q. So that made me go on. There was a lot of poetry in it though, and since I have 0 experience in it, a lot of it went past my head.
It might just be least favorite of my John Green books.

My Favorite Paper Towns Quotes:

“That’s always seemed so ridiculous to me, that people want to be around someone because they’re pretty. It’s like picking your breakfast cereals based on color instead of taste.”

“The fundamental mistake I had always made – and that she had, in fairness, always led me to make – was this: Margo was not a miracle. She was not an adventure. She was not a fine and precious thing. She was a girl.”

“Nothing ever happens like you imagine it will . . . But then again, if you don’t imagine, nothing ever happens at all.

Sex and the City RULES!

I love this show.
One more episode and I have something like severe addiction! What’s not to like?! Parties, fashion, men, booze! Hello, New York.

Carrie Bradshaw (the protagonist), is a columnist for the New York Times. She, along with her three friends has created her own world where single women rule. SATC shows these typical New Yorkers on their ultimate quest to find ‘true love’.
Carrie’s only family are these three girls. Samantha, working as a PR, host of various parties in the city, next is Charlotte, an art-gallery-curator-turned-socialite, and Miranda, a top lawyer with a steely exterior and a cynical point of view towards life.
They love their jobs, and see it as a sign of strong independent women making it big in the city and not like those women whose lives revolve around their boyfriends, who don’t take work seriously and are known as immature free-loaders.

This show introduced the masses to Manolo Blahniks, Magnolia Bakery cupcakes, and of course the Cosmopolitans. It is fantastic, smart, funny, warm and wise. It is filled with puns, sex (lots of it, hello! Hence, the name?) and shopping. Then there is fashion. The women wear no less than Dior, or Chanel and with an occasional wedding dress of Vera Wang. Most of the people would pass it off as chick-flick material, but let me tell you, what elevates this show is that it has genuine emotional truth. In between they have their share of bad relationships, disappointments, one-night stands, failed marriages, baby calls, but there is nothing in the world which could break the friendship these four divas share.
They all have different jobs and still they manage to make time for each other.

This show also has some very awesome taste in men with a more-than-casual appearance of Carrie’s ultimate love-of-the-life Mr. Big. He’s a treat to watch!

Apart from such a slutty title and so much of frank talk, this show does have a lot of heart (trust me, a lot of it), also teaching us about the power of friendship, the power of love and the importance of self-esteem in the real world.
Though various men (and some women) may flit in and out of their lives, the four women always have each other, and that’s a joy to watch. Never have friendships been rendered so completely in any TV show except in FRIENDS.
The women may be fabulous, but their relationships unfold in complete naturalness.ImageFor a girl like me, this show can be a little outdated at times. For example, there are no more bedazzled flip-phones, nobody has an e-mail address like shoegal@aol.com, no payphones in the bar, no unlisted phone numbers, and a NO-NO to shiny fabrics! But it’s an amazing experience nonetheless. This show has helped me clear a lot of my doubts! It fits perfectly in the tag, “LIFE GOES ON”. I never really have a drive to write about something unless I don’t have any strong feelings towards it!

It’s really fascinating to watch just four women v/s the whole world. Makes me feel highly optimistic and strong!

Book Review : The Fault In Our Stars By John Green

ImageTitle: The Fault in our Stars
Author: John Green
ISBN: 978-0-141-34565-9
Publisher: Dutton Books, Penguin Books
Genre: Young Adult Fiction
Pages: 316

Sometimes you read a book so special that you want to carry it around with you for months after you’ve finished just to stay near it. That book for me would be ‘The Fault In Our Stars’ by John Green.
Initially I was scared to face this book, as I partly knew what it had. I knew that it was the book in which the protagonist had cancer. I was worried about the sadness it had. I cry very easily, and I almost had to weigh the facts if I’ll be able to handle it or not. I just can’t see people suffer. And I’m so glad that my friend pushed me to read this book, because it’s far from disappointing.

This book starts very unconventionally. Hazel Grace Lancaster and Augustus Waters (Gus) meet at a Cancer Support Group for Teens.
Hazel, who is sixteen, was diagnosed with lung cancer when she was 13, and is living on an experimental drug called Phalanxifor. She is nothing but terminal. This made her keep a distance from a lot of people including her parents (since she thought of her as a grenade.) She was afraid, that when she died, it’ll be devastating.
Augustus, a seventeen year old amputee is as charming and confident as ever. He was an ex-basketball player and loved playing video games. He always lost though, because he wanted to save everyone.

At the support group, their eyes meet, and sparks fly instantly.
Hazel cannot help but be friends with him.
Augustus falls in love with her at the first sight, whereas Hazel tries to stay reserved.

Little did they know that their life is about to change.

They come closer over the book called ‘An Imperial Affliction’ by Peter Van Houten (Hazel’s favorite). They have so many questions unanswered and decide to go to Amsterdam, The Netherlands to visit the reclusive alcoholic author.
However their meeting with Houten doesn’t go very pleasantly, but the rest of the trip is beautiful. Later, they also go to Anne Frank’s house, and kiss for the very first time. That’s where they are sure, that they love each other.

The characters, apart from Hazel and Gus, such as their blind friend Isaac, Hazel’s parents, Gus’s parents all play a very important role in adding perspective to this book.

They best part about this book is, it’s not sympathetic. It’s far from it. The interaction between Gus and Hazel is so subtle, that you almost forget that they’re sick. John Green knows the exact amount of emotion any situation would require and writes intelligently. He has a particular style of writing which is consistent throughout the book. It’s simple, deep and humorous, all at the same time!

Sometimes the humor is awkward and uncomfortable, coming from the people who were terminal. I was surprised as to how they could crack a joke, ignoring the grim situation they were in. John Green manages to take a cancer book and fill it with sweet memories.

The Fault In Our Stars was a book where I laughed, I cried and the beautiful quotes by the author took me by surprise. This book is not about the suffering of two teenage souls because of cancer, it’s about the thousands of happy and beautiful moments gained in their timed life.
It felt as if I was living with them. Their innocence and unconditional love was enough to keep me hooked. After a very long time I read a book which left me in pure awe. I was unable to put it down. And even if I did put it down, I just came back for more.

This book broke my heart, which I’m yet to fix.
But I’ll probably read it again, and again, and again.