Date a guy who went to IIM Calcutta

“The title looks inspired!” – Captain Obvious

Date a guy who went to IIM Calcutta. Date a guy who spent two years in Didi’s land, and came out skilled in the art of Management. The guy who relishes narrating anecdotes about his friends back in college, and calls half of them ‘Dada’. Date a guy who knows that it is never too late to type in one’s entry for ‘attendance@5’.

Find a guy who went to IIMC. You will know he did when you discover a tattered blue washer label threaded to the back of his collar which he conveniently ignored to take off. He says he was never the sporty kind but still effortlessly manages to control a ball using any darn part of his body. That’s your guy. Try him, he might understand why having the ball in your court is important to you at times.

He’s the guy who saves up on his ‘allowed leave’ in office for a brief getaway to Joka towards the end of December. He’s the guy who joins applause by thumping the table in front, looks around to see everyone clapping, but continues anyway. You can be rude to him or make a snide remark in jest, and he will forgive you. If only you append a smiling NOMs to it. Be mindful. Make the ‘sss’ linger. It helps.

Take him out shopping. Be curious when he smirks when the salesperson shows him a XL-sized shirt. Admire the passion when he tells you innumerable stories of David-Goliath encounters, where, remarkably, Goliath lynched David every single time. Be surprised to see the passion back again as he wanders into a reverie on seeing a huge tyre stuck in the slush. Passion is important, ain’t it?

Be there for him when he is down in the dumps, but let him have his space. He can surely manage himself and come out stronger. Damn, he has, most definitely, completed an entire course on that when he was junger, er… younger. He’s the guy who will wade out smiling after being pushed into a lake (or is it sea?) of troubles. Rather, when the heavens give you sh*t, he will hold an umbrella for you. Experience matters, girl!

Ask him. Ask if he thinks you are the prettiest girl he knows. Flutter your eyes when he says he Couldn’t Agree More with you. A guy who went to IIMC knows relationships are built on deriving synergies between the two stakeholders. With him, there is no due diligence required. Let him acquire your heart, and add value (not to forget a whole lotta love!) to your lives.

Share the little pleasures of life with him. He understands the delight of enjoying a cup of hot chai on a jetty with the cool breeze caressing your cheeks. He knows the value of building bridges, go to the other side, or, at times, just stop right in the middle to relish the setting sun. This is a guy who is mindful of his business casuals and formals, but would eagerly jump out in the rain and experience the rain. Why? Because he knows how to have fun too. He would want you to be a part of these moments. Say yes!

They say, “Date a girl who reads”. Rather, date a girl who writes, they add.

Date a guy who went to IIM Calcutta, I retort. Or better still, date a guy who went to IIM Calcutta, and writes.

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Reference to context (Ah! CBSE :P) - http://thehealthywarrior.tumblr.com/post/12643733123/date-a-girl-who-reads-by-rosemarie-urquico-in