1 to 2 for the very last few..

OK - I have a lotta girlfriends who form my 'inner circle' who I need to have married off and settled for my own peace of mind.. I have a couple of male friends too but this is the thing.. I refuse to call it anythin cheesy and rosy-eyed like shaadi.com, instead I'd like to name it inhell.com - which is really the way it should be.. SO who out of yo'll wanna be cofounders of this beautifully surreal (NOT) organization that helps my unwed friends discover what true un-bliss is all about? Help me!!!! 'Cos all the good boys seem to be married off with a string of affairs on the side or they've just turned into bad boys :-( Its quite ironical really cos before Timzi I had only male friends with a sparse population of females filtering in by the iotas.. And now I have only the Jurassic Park obstacle.. All females!!!!

I have this close friend who is a sister of a guy I once dated.. He was one of the only men who actually did the whole bended knees routine with the perfect set up - ocean view inside of an old fort, a picnic basket, him strumming the guitar with food he cooked for the two of us cos it was my birthday.. Soft toys, a scarf and a perfume and him poppin the question.. The others were quite useless with not enough half decent proposals but Timzi's took the cake.. An order issued - Marry me!! Not even a question that I got to answer after almost a year of incommunicado.. But that's not the point Im driving at.. Im just wondering how is it easy to let bygones be bygones?

How do you forget the first adrenalin rush of a new relationship developing.. The first time you hold hands in winter time with your mitten almost getting lost in the trudgeon of sludge on the road as he escorts you for your first dinner out on Valentines? How do you forget the way he carried you cos you didn't have shoes on - instead only bunny slippers - across the road to the drugstore in the middle of a snowstorm just so that he could make up to you by feeding you icecream in the middle of the night.. How do you forget the handmade card he perfectly created for you of Calvin with a chart of rising scales of economy and everything pertaining to you - it looked so perfect you actually that it was store bought.. How do you forget him surprising you by suddenly landing up on your doorstep from the other side of the country, discovering the way to your home simply by etching out his heartbeats when he was there a few years ago.. How do you forget a different form of romance by him sending across a trashcan full of goodies - snacks and savories via courier from a city he moved to, to be closer to you.. How do you forget the bouquet of an array of Lindtt chocolates with a coffee mug for a huge cafe au lait to remind u of your first coffee date.. How do you forget the painting he made with his own hands of you holding winnie the pooh's hand, where pooh was customized with a cowboy hat to signify it was him and his love of country music.. How do you forget the single rose he waited to give you after you finished work at 9pm just because you were being an adamant ass about something that was unimportant anyway.. How do you forget his rebellious attitude when he plastered your pictures all across his room despite his parents disapproval.. How do you forget the kiss on the forehead when he was practicing his hoops or even him remembering each day to get you your quota of lemon and sour green apple jolly ranchers.. How do you forget him making mithai for you and couriering your birthday gift a little too late just because he wanted to get the recipe right.. How do you forget the drive that drove u mad inside sending you butterflies in your stomach of wondering - what have I done - when he flew you down the spiraling roads and Lion's gateway to heaven.. How do you forget the kayaking and the walk in the park and him aching to be near you and you teasing him along.. How do you forget the insane 2 hour fone calls to catch up on the mundane details of the day.. How do you forget the obsession oh him seeing you with your hair down that you even forgot how to wear scrunchies any longer.. How do you forget the sound a guitar makes when its strummed to dull the pain of your heart race because thats what you connect him with.. How do you forget the first bouquet of your favorite flowers in white and blue arrive on your doorstep anonymously.. How do you forget the perfect Christmas greeting made in flash customized entirely for you by a guy who stood no chance of a future with you and knew it.. How do you forget the concerned phone call when you are with aught else just to make sure you are in the best state you possibly can be cos its your choice.. How do you forget the sound of his voice at 3 am when you call him out of the blue from some Godforsaken airport across the world just because.. How do you forget - the hidden lovers, the eulogy of a relationship, the aftermath of what seemed like a lifetime of togetherness..

How do you become - insensitive..