Aakhon hi Aakhon Mein

With the recent shaadi season looming large and people taking breaks half way through the semester to complete their responsibilities as guests to the Great Indian Marriage Ceremony(GIMC, pronounced Gymyk), a discussion sprouted in our wing: The nayan matkaing sessions during marriages/receptions.
It's the harmless flirting one indulges in such ceremonies lasting a ephemeral hour at max with a girl from the other side.

Here's how it progresses.

Step 1: Guy spots the cutest chick in the arena and stares relentlessly.
Result: Girl sees him ogling at her, gets a bit nervous.

Step 2: Guy continues Step 1
Result: Girl takes a few sideways glances with increasing frequency to check if he's still looking at her.

Step 3: Guy continues Step 1, but eases it a little bit.
Result: Now it is the other way round, girl is staring at him when he looks at her.

Surprise Step: Turns out guy and girl have some common relative/friend who brings them together, introduces one to the other and departs. But sadly, with all the previous non verbal communication, guy's lost the opportunity to start a decent hi-hello type of talk, and just stands there in awkward silence. Girl walks away even more awkwardly, pretending to find a long lost acquaintance in the other end of the arena.

Step 2 and 3 alternate for some more time.

The End: Girl departs with parents, inevitably it's the girl who departs, it's like some corollary of Murphy's law taking effect here. But here comes the sweetest moment in this short lived love story, the girl turns back to look at guy one last time from the gates. Eyes meet, Guy looks, sighs at the lost opportunity to start something beautiful and buries his face in his food.

Well who said Indian Marriages are boring affairs, it's for opportunities like this that I used to frequent marriage parties.

Yes, if you haven't guessed it yet, this account was completely based on personal experience. Laugh, if you found the above experience totally unlike you, but I'm sure there must be similar not-so-suave friends of mine who would be sympathizing with me.

Of course the point of view is totally male and I would really like some experiences from my women readers to complement the account.


PS: My story turned out a little differently once, the situation was not quite the GIMC, but the ambiance was similar, thus, similar steps were attempted but some drastic turn of events took place half way through. More on that in a later post.