Wednesday, April 22, 2009

Can engineers be 'Touchy feely'?

Apparently they can... says author Chetan Bhagat

I remember the incident - I was in a restaurant, and one girl in our group
was especially charming. So I, like any other male, tried to put on a wooing
act. You know the routine, a nanosecond extra eye contact, a few more nods
to whatever she says, and attempts to throw in those one-liners which you
know you wouldn't if she weren't there.

And it seemed to be working. She leaned forward when she spoke to me, and
every now and again, we'd have a small conversation of our own, separate
from our group. She laughed at my approach with the fork and knife, and I
teased her about her hair band, which had little teddy bears. Yes, we were
flirting. A while later, she asked me the question - what did I study? I
said engineering, without any particular meaning attached to it. And then
like a cold metal rail, she went stiff.

My jokes weren't funny any more. Her eyes wandered to everyone else.
What was it?

Why? Why? Why?

Two days later, I still couldn't get over my great start that had dissipated
listlessly upon mentioning my education. Engineer? What was wrong with that?

My mom had wanted me to become one since I was five! I had to call her.
'So
what happened to you that day, hot and cold, missie?' And then she said,
trying to be nice, 'Well, it's just that I am skeptical about engineers as
friends. I don't know, they can be, you know, very logical and
everything...
not very touchy feely'.



Not touchy-feely. Now what the heck did that mean? Well, she obviously did
not mean it literally, since girls don't really suggest that sort of stuff,
certainly not in the first meeting across the table. I guessed it was
something to do with feelings, sort of having an emotional side. The
stereotype being, the nerdy guy who sees relationships like laws of physics,
to whom love is just a bunch of chemicals going crazy in your brain, and
getting to know a person means obtaining their bio-data.

It's time to set the record straight.

It's true that a lot of what engineers study (and they end up studying quite
a lot), has to do with formulaes, laws and numbers. No matter how hard we
try, some of the vocabulary we read all day gets into our language. So when
my mother said, 'Are you getting married next year or not?' I was liable to
say, 'Well, at this moment in time, the probability is relatively low,' and
felt it was completely normal to say it. And when my sister went sari
shopping and couldn't explain the shade she wanted, I told the shopkeeper
the percentages of pink, orange and red in the sari.

Yet, ladies, I don't think we're bad at relationships, love and getting to
know people. We too, can be touchy-feely, as that is part of our education
as well. The reason for this is that most engineering students live in the
ultimate educator - boy's hostels. Now, let me explain how this plays into
this 'touchy-feely' thing. Relationships. Imagine eating, sleeping,
brushing your teeth, bathing (ok rarely this one) and partying with the same people
all the time. So, when you are kicking that bathroom door down for the tenth time, or when you stand in line for 'gulab-jamuns' in the mess, and when you are done with the vodka bottle and sharing all your secrets, you know it is
good practice. Yes, hostels maketh the man.


So, next time you are in a flirtatious situation with the techno types,go
on, flirt a bit more. Of course, I am biased towards my kind, but if you
find the conversation turning too geeky, just ask them, 'So, what were your
hostel days like?' and chances are, you'll see a heart behind the calculator. Coming back to my missie, I thought of what would make me win
her over. Flowers... too cheesy. Music... don't know her taste (nor trust mine). Teddy bears... don't even go there. Desperate for some good lines, I just turned it right back at her. 'Yes, I know what you are saying about
engineers. The thing is, unless people with depth like you start hanging
out with us, we won't get any better. Can you meet me some time for some
touchy/feely... oops, I mean coffee/tea?'

She giggled. When they giggle,you have won.

Hence proved.

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