How to find a Bachelor, perfect for you.

No! let me tell you, I am not writing this to give ideas to people about "the hunt", some kind of 'Love Guru', those kinds you here on the Bengaluru radio stations these days, "Sorry is the magical word" , "Aww, he loves you", "Deepthi, please call back Pranav, he's sorry about what he did" Crap! [those were the names that came to a blank mind, so spare me if it's you]

This is about me. I've wanted to write this since a long time, but resisted coz I was scared, scared of being known. But now, I see things differently or should I admit, it's getting 'legal' and hence the guts. And what the hell, its my blog.

So, about 8 months back, I had a chance to act with a new theatre group. This was my first time on a big stage. I was nervous because I didn't know even my co-stars' names properly. The only connection was a familial one. Anyway, I met the boys with no expectation. They all seemed nice and were pretty serious about what they were doing.

We went through a series of rehearsals, almost everyday. I was just playing a cameo, but I was excited about the show, the rehearsals and the interesting conversations I got to hear during these rehearsals.

A few days passed by and I gradually saw myself attracted to this boy, who's first name was the only thing I knew. I kept hope and concentrated more on the show/ rehearsals as it was only a few days away.

Then, god decided to make me happy. On the day of the show, I got a ride to the place, where the show was staged by the same boy. It rained that morning and the nice fellow offered me his jacket. Like any other normal girl, I was swept off my feet. It was generous of him because he was wearing only a shirt, the one he would be wearing for the show. In spite of me saying no, he made me wear the jacket. I was happy to do so since I was already dreaming of things to come during the day and possibly the future. But I told myself, this was only the gentlemen in him that made him offer the jacket and he would have probably done this for any other girl or boy (?).

Then, we did a technical rehearsal, with lights, sounds etc and it seemed like it was all perfect. In this spare time, we did a 'making' for the show and it was fun and interesting to hear my love interest speak.

We did two shows back to back and it was a hit. People enjoyed it and praised the show, the lead actors, the punch lines and everything else.

We were all satisfied and it was the time to pack-up and go home. I was feeling nostalgic, I knew it won't be possible to meet the boy frequently or ever coz I wasn't even his friend.

God had other plans. There was a pub next to the place we performed and the boys wanted to have a booze and talk about the show. I was invited too along with my best friend who had come to see the show by the same boy I liked. I was obviously happy and thought of the possibilities of socialising with him and so accepted the invite.

The good thing about this place, the pub, was that you can't smoke inside the place. So most of the boys were taking turns to go out and smoke. My boy didn't smoke and enjoyed his beer quietly.

....And then, god made the impossible possible, the heavens fell. All of them including my friend went out for a smoke and only I and my boy were left in the table. Wow! I was ecstatic. To my surprise, the boy started talking about himself and asked about me. I was on cloud no. 9. I couldn't have asked for more, for a start. We spoke with almost no full stops. We went on and on about different things, our thoughts etc etc. Oh, it was a fun conversation and something I will remember for the rest of my life.

After about 10 minutes, our friends started to come back, though I was feeling bad coz of the intrusion, I was still happy we got this chance to know each other.

It was time to go home. And the best part, my boy was dropping me home which meant more time to talk and bond :) It was a lovely drive back home. We spoke more about each other. And finally we ended what was a very productive day, with a warm hug.

The next few days my boy was out of station. We kept in touch with each other, almost every minute. Frequent SMSes and calls kept my day filled with weird spirits of love and feeling of endless joy. I had thought to myself, this is the boy. But was unsure about his feelings for me. I must say, this is the best phase of a relationship where uncertainty takes the centre stage but still you sort of know things might turn green for you. I quite enjoyed it, still wishing it legitimized quickly.

After about 4-5 days, we went out for dinner. Yes, my first date. I was excited, nervous and didn't know how it would go. We went to a place in Jayanagar. It was lovely, the dim lights, the friendly waiters and the total ambience. We started to talk about the show we had done before we were again talking about each other. Selfish couple, eh?! We went home after a lovely dinner and entertaining and fun conversation. We messaged each other through the night, telling how good the date was and promised each other, we should do it more frequently. I thanked my stars that night and went to sleep.

Those half romantic (don't ask me the definition) messages and calls continued but the question still remained, does he love me? If yes, when is he gonna confess? What should I say? Accept immediately or take time to know him better?

That day arrived soon after a week when we decided to watch a movie together. We bought tickets for what was the worst performance by the actor, Paresh Rawal. The movie hall had barely 50 seats filled. We sat down with Popcorn and Pepsi. There was an exciting silence. He finally broke the silence by asking me to have more of popcorn. I think I took some.

And finally, he started about "the thing". I started growing nervous, so nervous that I spilt the drink all over me and he went out and got some tissues and water for me. Aww. I cleaned up the mess and looked straight at the boring movie we were watching. He started to talk again, this time sounding more determined. I'm obviously not going to reveal what all he spoke. He did say those three words and I was on cloud 9. I didn't say anything except for nodding or saying "Hmm, yeah" every now and then. The obvious shyness was prevailing.

That was a start, a great one.

In just a few months, he's become my everything. I see a best friend, a lover, a caring brother, a shoulder to cry on, my agony aunt, a mentor and just about everything I've always dreamt of.

Today, here we are getting engaged and planning our futures together. I hope god continues to bless us the way he has till now and our happiness doubles with each passing day.

Cheers!