Showing posts with label break ups. Show all posts
Showing posts with label break ups. Show all posts

Friday, January 2, 2009

the one with the getting over

This will not be about the 5 stages of grief. Trust me.

Getting over is probably the cherry on top of the other cherry on top of that really delicious mango tango ice cream at Baskin and Robbins. It's the one that you would want to save and eat later but you don't have any choice but to eat it first coz it's the one that glares at you first.

As the great Barney Stinson say, men can't truly get over a girl, not until we can no longer picture her in our heads. Our brain is a hard drive. And in a relationship, the fun filled memories stands out most of the times. Pictures of eating out with her, sleeping all day, taking a shower together, spending the day at a beach, picking her up at her place and hanging out with her cool friends. These are the picture slides that are saved on our hard drive. These are the ones which are embedded with our favorite music track, which is also her favorite track, perhaps Bleeding Love by Leona Lewis. And on top of this, her naked pictures. The ones which are so hard to delete and click ok to continue. They are called bpegs (boobpegs et.al Barney Stinson.) If these are still saved and tucked in a folder, they will forever haunt you. These bpegs will stay forever. And even if these are deleted, the recycle bin will always be there, always a click away to have a glimpse of those bpegs again.

Unless we truly get to completely delete them, the getting over part will always remain the getting over part. We have to wake up on day number 28 and smell the pancakes again.