Being “Choosy”

Mollita, my best gay friend and beloved friend cum sister could never found any cons in me except my choosy behavior. She thinks that I am dam choosy and it’s bad. But I think what’s wrong in being choosy?

So what if I have left many good looking boys unanswered till today and  turned down many proposal I was not choosy  with them they just were not like me. I am 25, single, decent in the big city, well settled and still I am single. Mollita just can’t take it. She wants to see me with very next available good English speaking Indian guy. She always counted my fault of being too choosy and showed many possibilities which would had came true if I hadn’t rejected last guy. Off course this is what she thinks about me. But what I see in me is I am happy and I like it, I love it in fact. And why I could get this happiness despite being single because I am choosy. It’s nothing wrong is hoping for higher things when you can offer it’s equal return. If I am expecting a very handsome, sweet, lovely guy then I also have many things in my closet to offer him. He will get freaked out my juicy combination of looks, body and heart. I am a dam romantic person I can offer him enormous lovely surprise an unending different ways to make love.

I have all this with me. So I don’t mind when people call me choosy. Because I know I am not choosy. I am looking something equal in fact.