I know the title will cause a stir but let me get the story out first then decide where it stands. I have always believed that life has a sense of humor and it just needs a bit of observation and interpretation to see it. Or maybe it's just that one needs a sense of humor to see life in a different light. I personally go with the first as I strongly believe a meta-intelligence is in operation, not necessarily cognizant or caring for the individual but in operation nevertheless. Well you are reading my blog so you might as well go with this conspiracy theory for now!
Coming back to the story, it begins with my monthly astrological outlook for Jan/Feb; the forecast claimed that it would be a string of 'hot' dates literally for the single, especially with love and social parts of my chart being lit up by like Diwali! Oooh! It even ventured to say that after a very difficult couple of years things were on easy street with all guns firing in the right way (of course), I had goose-bumps just thinking about it!
Finally the lady luck shines! May be the stars will make me look cooler probably like a rock start to the ladies (may have watched too many axe ads); so as prophesized the year starts with a bang, I tag along with a buddy for a new year’s party, it's a kind of party that one has heard off from a friend who knows a friend who got invited! So armed with my powerful star power I walk in almost with a swagger and a strut... new player in town! And as one would have it it was an amazing party with girls, music and booze right out of a Bollywood set. The ladies were dancing to the bollywood numbers and the guys watching in a stupor, good start is what I thought … maybe my swagger will score next time.
The forecast continued with more blistering dates being highlighted and dates where I would be pampered and so on. Lovely I thought and kept the swagger on and the sequence continued, got cute hairdresser to cut my hair, a mind blowing masseuse, dropped several grand in shopping for trousers, shirts, shoes, couple of more good parties happened. Had friends visiting from distant lands and even undertook trips to not so distant lands.
The forecasts continued into February and I found myself hosting relatives, but those were the good kind the ones that thought that since I was single and living alone I deserve to be fed on good home cooked meals (which they cooked) and fattened up, yum! I even hosted couple of 'nice' (understatement used to avoid embarrassing them) lady friends who also decided I need to be fed! Yeah I know' tell me about it.
With Feb moving into March it got me thinking and it finally sunk in that I was being played on by the stars, social meant friends & relatives not wild parties, pampered so long as I pay for it, hot meant I will get to ‘see’ action in the literal sense of the word. To cut the pain short the lady luck came at a price and these days I can't blame my stars for sending a bill along with their services! More importantly the words lady luck meant just that, my mistake of associating more meanings to them!
haha...good luck buddy..hope that the lady luck continues to shine on ya!
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