The curse of the roving eye

Its an art... appreciation. It is how mindful you are of the finer aspects.. ruffled unruly hair, big dark eyes, a defined jawline, broad shoulders, a sharp nose, chivalry, a great sense of dressing, an amazing wit, lot of grey matter, a muscular forearm, a comforting sense of security, a passion for music, subtle-shy, feisty-cheeky. You come across people with a little bit of this and little bit of that and if you know what i'm getting at you've got the curse of the roving eye.

I find myself constantly battling between mango and chocolate.. I really don't know what my favourite flavour of ice-cream is till date.. blueberry and mint stand a close chance too. My favourite colour- red, black, pink or purple (i'm not sure in which order of priority). I've frequently questioned myself as to- how bad is it, not knowing what you really really want? but then it is better than forcing yourself into believing that you have absolute clarity on it.

So what do you do when you walk into a Baskin Robbins..tasting! till you settle down and till you know exactly what you're in the mood for...then after a while you find yourself being in the mood for choco-mint a tad too many times and finally ta-da you know thats what you want.. so much so that you start visiting Baskin Robbins for choco-mint.

Face it, you've got to kiss some frogs before you find your prince! However its hard to rid yourself of the roving eye, it is an inherent characteristic of yours. So what do you do- you look it up top to bottom like a piece of art, appreciate it... silently at first..if that does'nt work..understand it using conversation and observation only...if need be let out a deep sigh but a word of advice- Do not touch! Because if you do, it wont take much time before you'll realize how you've given up a grey skirt with a perfect fit for a not-so-classy but hot dress which you can only wear in Goa :)