Saturday, February 13, 2010

The Boyfriend’s Mind; A Chronicle


The mind of a Boyfriend is a beauty in itself. *with all due sarcasm*
It is intricately woven and deeply convoluted, with a thousand ‘fragment (consider revising)’ thoughts flitting in and out every second. It processes human expressions in High Definition, like the look on her eyes, the slightest twitch of her lips and the twiddling of her fingers.

It notices the way she ties her hair, the way her hair dangles in a mess around her face, the manner in which she sits, the way in which she walks, the way she talks to others, oh! And the way she talks to that guy (how dare she?!), the way she laughs, the way she smiles, and the way she carries herself. And finally it notices the way she smiles at him mysteriously.

The mind of a boyfriend is a witty bastard. It schemes things, ah! And the beauty of the way it schemes. It sends her a text message, and quickly orders a bouquet of flowers. It chooses the best body spray for him and also the finest rugged tee shirt and torn jeans. It reads the room temperature faster than the world’s fastest thermometer. It makes him do final checks on his friends making sure that they are in some engagement or the other. It makes him wait anxiously for her and asks him to pop in a mouth freshener, and when she arrives, it reminds him to take her into his arms and be the gentleman he ought to be. It analyses her mood in full 360 degree and leaves no hint unattended and once inside, it makes him lock the door properly.

Chapter One: The Beginning

His mind is barren. At least barren regarding any sexual attraction or tension to any particular girl. His mind processes fast cars and naked bikes. He wakes up to heavy metal and grunge. In college, he hangs around with his ‘cool dudes’ and bunks classes at leisure. He has good looking girls in his crew and he walks with them, showing them off to the unprivileged tribe. He thinks that sticking to one girl is totally ‘un-cool’. Dating random girls weekly, on the other hand, is ‘cool’. He loves to show off his skill in driving and takes his ‘homies’ for a spin occasionally. His ‘perv’ jokes are a crowd puller and his dressing sense, makes him the heartthrob of many.

But that’s until she comes in. She just came in to his mind; there is no explanation for that. ‘It just happened, man. What was I supposed to do? It just fell from the sky, like what you say, a coconut!’ But it happened, and it happened real quick, and now all his attention is diverted to her. He tails her wherever she goes. He checks her out from the corner of his eyes. He keeps a lookout to check if there are other guys who are eyeing her, and if yes, he would then have to speed up things concerning her. She becomes the most beautiful girl that he has ever set his eyes on, and she has got ‘all’ the attributes that he likes. She is his best day, the one who causes happiness unlike any other. He yearns to tell her his feelings; Yea! His true feelings.

On the cover, the disclaimer read: Like viruses, she may cause harm to either system's hosted data, functional performance, or networking throughput, when they are executed. “But who wants to listen to that crap? I am “The ladies man” after all.”

Chapter Two: The ‘many new things in such a short time’ Syndrome

Case1: She liked him too, secretly.
Case2: She agrees to go out with him to see if it “works out”.
Case3: Well, I am not putting any Case 3! I will have to publish a book if I were to comment on every possible case available.

So, if Case1 works out: Oh mammy! He is “the ladies man”!
If it’s Case2: Well, you scored a homerun, rather inside-the-park home run. But she is yours to date. Try to convert this opportunity. Cheers!

The newly christened boyfriend is now on cloud 9. His attitude softens. He now walks around with his girlfriend, always. He rakes in the glory, which shines as bright as the Sun. He is a proud man. He hugs his girl first thing in the morning and kisses her, apparently on her forehead, initially, which then sneaks down to her cheek in due time, and in about a week, they lock their lips in greeting. He finds himself growing mature now that he has to take care of his new found love. He has to make sure that she is safe and that she is kept happy at all times.

A part of him is dedicated to thinking bout her all through the day and through the night. He dreams about saving her from the hands of villains like how  Spiderman does it (in part 1) and then hanging upside down, allowing her to unmask him half way through and kiss him like there was no tomorrow. Well, there is tomorrow, and he’s got to wake up or else he will be late.. Umm! Late rather to pick her up and reach her in time for college.

He has changed as a person now. He is now caring, loving, polite and humble. He experienced love, affection, closeness, warmth, and all the little emotions that come by being intimate with a partner. He smiles at himself and calls him the lucky one. Oh! And he likes it.

In class, he cant stop thinking of her; missing her. His once best friends are now kept in the back burner. Not that he is not aware of it, but he knows that his buddies will always be there to save the day, should anything happen, so chuck them for now, concentrate on the chic. Studies go downhill, and in extraordinary cases, when she puts up good grades in her tests, his male ego makes his grades go uphill. Give or take, he is going to think of her 24/7, not even withstanding an alien invasion even.
The class teacher writes on the board that “Some viruses and malware have symptoms noticeable to the computer user, but many are surreptitious or go unnoticed.”
Well, the Romeo in him takes no hints from his teachers.

Chapter Three: Love Pains

His mind has evolved. Now heavy metal and grunge is but a load of crap. She has replaced his love for fast cars and naked bikes. College is now but a meeting place for the two souls. His ‘homies’ fade from his vision and the new ‘hottie-nice-booty’ barely makes his head turn. His jokes are still maintained because it makes his girl giggle. He hasn’t grown too soft also. An event of another male predating on her soil is enough to unleash the beast within him.

They kiss quietly in the shadows, and spend long hours in coffee shops. Back home they instantly get on web chat and even during bed time they call for long hours. A day when they don’t meet goes in depression. They both want to spend every second with each other. At night, they both want to cuddle up next to each other.

Given a few more months, mental disorder seeps in. His mind starts weakening. Cocaine is addictive, and so is she. Projects and exams keep her busy, but our man here wants his phone call (Copyright: The Joker). She may be hanging out with her friends for a while, but he can’t bear the thought of staying away from her or so long. Her phone runs out of talk time, his mind runs out of patience. When she is ill and she doesn’t talk much, he thinks he did something wrong.
And the list goes on. His mind can’t process the fact that she has her life to take care of and that he can’t be with her for everything. It makes him think that she is toying with his feelings, or that she has had enough of him and that she doesn’t like him anymore.

But, after everything  when she comes by and plants a kiss, murmuring, “Love you darling”, all the calculations that he had in his mind join together to form a “?”, hovering on for a good 10 seconds before he can shake off the recurring question that hangs in the mind which reads: “err…?”.
Ever heard of a pile up accident? Where one car stalls abruptly and another one crashes into it from behind followed by possibly 10 others?
Well, that is exactly what happens to every thought that ran inside his mind at this juncture. 


The time tested relationship outlasts college life and work schedules. They are headed towards a life of oneness. Both have secured their trust in the other. They are unbreakable now. They plan their future home, the number of kids they should have, their preferred holiday location et al. Their careers don’t come between them, and their peers are ever supportive. Love has no barriers, they say. But parents may cause a spyware attack resulting in slow connection speed or even error in connection.

Level 2- Get both the families together. Make them accept each other.
The mind of the boyfriend reads: Oh Boy! Here we go again.


  1. I liked the part where you draw the analogy between cars dashing other cars ass and those thoughts hovering in the boyfriend's head. lol

    Pretty good write up... i think there should have been more to it. If you come up with a followup story ... plz spice it up a bit more... :D :D

    In my opinion a perfect read for girls, esp those "one-man-" women. lol Keep it up.

  2. azi likey!! reminds me abit f '2 states' though


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