Dhananjay's Law of Availability


Girls are either taken or untakeable.
The most elusive exception justifies the pursuit.

Comments

2T aka Vamsee said…
Very well said

:)
11:54 AM
Unknown said…
the law has indeed proven its merit in my experiments!
10:35 PM
sujaan said…
exceptions?? where? how come i never see them?
2:03 AM
Dhananjay Chaturvedi said…
The exception is a weakness I've left in the theory to leave scope for improvement. Besides, one needs to chase phantoms just for kicks!
10:04 AM
Shiona said…
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3:48 AM
Shiona said…
i agree i mean oviously the females changes to males in my case...

but sometimes I think we dont realise that giving somthing that may not be perfect a shot, might ultimately lead to somthin perfect :-P
4:51 AM
Shankar said…
Truer words were never said before.
5:34 PM
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