I met him first, when I was in UKG. I didn’t like him at all. He used to drool. Euck.
I met him again, when I was in Class IV. I didn’t like him at all. He used to untie my shoe-laces. Gah.
I met him again, when I was in Class IX, I didn’t like him at all. He had a funny laugh and was most shifty eyed. Grrr.
I met him again in college during an inter-college festival. He was trying orrey the hard. I was rather put off.
Then again I met him at work last week. I have not found a reason to hate him. Yet.
Some names are never meant to be disliked and some always. During my years of schooling, tuitions and assorted classes, I have met at least 20 Karthiks, 16 Srirams, 14 Muralis.
They have all been very annoying. Without exception.
Over years, to minimize my effort, I decided that anybody who is named any of that must be disliked. Why waste time giving people a chance right?
S, the astute mathematician that she is, tells me, I have eliminated 70% of the single Tamizh Boys population in the process. I am not sure how to explain this to S, but all selection is normally based on elimination and not a preference. Mathematics assumes a certain amount of parity to begin with, which is not how it is.
And besides, irrational dislike for people is a good thing. It is better than, what I heard from the family grapevine just now. Amma and Maami are discussing about the attempts of one of the girls in the neighborhood - A akka to get married (what else).
Seems that A akka who is a rather nice sort usually, has turned down a boy recently. Her rationale was that, the boy’s house had no furniture and too many ugly plastic flowers. She thinks that it suggests that the boy’s family is not very progressive enough.
Amma is of course thankful that A Akka was Bharadwaja Gothram and was never in contention, but she is a little worried for T Anna. He is destined to die single, she is convinced.
I just hope we never have to get rid of the immensely ugly plastic beads gopuram (that I had created many years back during a summer vacation) and solar wood malai kotai just to get T Anna married. It is not worth it.
I also take this opportunity to tell amma, at least I don’t have such problems.
Being irrational is way cooler than being a snob.