Man is a natural born hunter. We need to stalk our prey, plan our approach, lay out the bait, wait patiently for the exact opportunity to strike, sight it between the crosshairs, pull the trigger and finally bag your catch…..
Which according to me can be applied to wooing a woman. Now, there is a lot more to that statement than what is written. What I mean is all the physical and mental torture which goes on behind the scenes during the hunt…the adrenaline pumping, the heartbeat racing, the hands trembling moments, the hair pulling moments, the face blushing moments, the sleepless nights and the stomach churning anxiety…sometimes making you just want to give it all up and run away. Not to forget, all the questions which start crowding your head - Will I get it or Wont I? If I do this…what will be the reaction?, Maybe I shouldn’t do that …, If I do get it , Then what should I do ?, Should I plan what to do after I get it now or should I wait and see what happens first and then plan ahead ?. Whatever it may be, all of this boils down to it being ‘ THE THRILL OF THE HUNT’. Something that once your trophy has been finally acquired…and your life is finally sorted…well…you miss it!
In the beginning, as a teenage boy, you start to learn how to hunt, you make a lot of mistakes initially i.e. you may get a crow instead of the duck you were actually aiming for (everyone knows this one as we have all been there). There are times when you suddenly find some old photographs and say to yourself… What the hell made me do that back then? …
As time goes by, you learn from those crucial mistakes and you begin to improve…
Your aim improves… so does your agility… your technique, your intellect and… your stamina…
As you reach your early 20’s, many stick with what they have already captured, others start to get desperate to find some, while some are in just in it for the sport and don’t mind hunting sometimes as often as a new one every week.
Push back a few years later…you come to realize that the hunters out there can be now to specifically classified into 4 types:
1. There’s the dedicated one, who knows exactly what he wants once he sees it and goes precisely after it until he gets it.
2. There’s the desperate one who hasn’t really made up his mind about anything and just tries firing shots in the air, hoping to get lucky and hit something.
3. There’s the sneaky one …who like a hyena prowls on other people’s already bagged prey.
4. And finally there’s the fourth orthodox one… The kind who doesn’t even try to get his hands dirty so he prefers that his parents get him his ready packed frozen steak from the local supermarket, in which everything you need to know is already printed on the label, i.e. the brand, the weight, the price and the expiry date.
But what ‘does’ happen once all the excitement has died down, once you are satisfied, once your life returns back to normal….
- Do you sit in your armchair, staring blankly out of your window with your Scotch on the rocks and dream about those days?
- Do you often take on a young apprentice and watch him then chase such magnificent and noble prey, which makes you now feel like such a loser?
- Do you sit down at your local bar and narrate stories of your exploits to anyone who would care to listen?
- Do you often get tempted to get in just ‘once’ again for old times sake?
- Or are you just sometimes now just driven to the edge, in which you are forcefully or willingly put back into the game?
Whatever the consequences of the hunt may be, every moment of it should be savoured like there is no tomorrow because at the end of the day, nothing is more worth it than someone for whom you have really fought for and for whom you have done everything possible to get her to fall in love with you….
Oi, Kiran ….Get Me One More Whisky Soda …..!
Which according to me can be applied to wooing a woman. Now, there is a lot more to that statement than what is written. What I mean is all the physical and mental torture which goes on behind the scenes during the hunt…the adrenaline pumping, the heartbeat racing, the hands trembling moments, the hair pulling moments, the face blushing moments, the sleepless nights and the stomach churning anxiety…sometimes making you just want to give it all up and run away. Not to forget, all the questions which start crowding your head - Will I get it or Wont I? If I do this…what will be the reaction?, Maybe I shouldn’t do that …, If I do get it , Then what should I do ?, Should I plan what to do after I get it now or should I wait and see what happens first and then plan ahead ?. Whatever it may be, all of this boils down to it being ‘ THE THRILL OF THE HUNT’. Something that once your trophy has been finally acquired…and your life is finally sorted…well…you miss it!
In the beginning, as a teenage boy, you start to learn how to hunt, you make a lot of mistakes initially i.e. you may get a crow instead of the duck you were actually aiming for (everyone knows this one as we have all been there). There are times when you suddenly find some old photographs and say to yourself… What the hell made me do that back then? …
As time goes by, you learn from those crucial mistakes and you begin to improve…
Your aim improves… so does your agility… your technique, your intellect and… your stamina…
As you reach your early 20’s, many stick with what they have already captured, others start to get desperate to find some, while some are in just in it for the sport and don’t mind hunting sometimes as often as a new one every week.
Push back a few years later…you come to realize that the hunters out there can be now to specifically classified into 4 types:
1. There’s the dedicated one, who knows exactly what he wants once he sees it and goes precisely after it until he gets it.
2. There’s the desperate one who hasn’t really made up his mind about anything and just tries firing shots in the air, hoping to get lucky and hit something.
3. There’s the sneaky one …who like a hyena prowls on other people’s already bagged prey.
4. And finally there’s the fourth orthodox one… The kind who doesn’t even try to get his hands dirty so he prefers that his parents get him his ready packed frozen steak from the local supermarket, in which everything you need to know is already printed on the label, i.e. the brand, the weight, the price and the expiry date.
But what ‘does’ happen once all the excitement has died down, once you are satisfied, once your life returns back to normal….
- Do you sit in your armchair, staring blankly out of your window with your Scotch on the rocks and dream about those days?
- Do you often take on a young apprentice and watch him then chase such magnificent and noble prey, which makes you now feel like such a loser?
- Do you sit down at your local bar and narrate stories of your exploits to anyone who would care to listen?
- Do you often get tempted to get in just ‘once’ again for old times sake?
- Or are you just sometimes now just driven to the edge, in which you are forcefully or willingly put back into the game?
Whatever the consequences of the hunt may be, every moment of it should be savoured like there is no tomorrow because at the end of the day, nothing is more worth it than someone for whom you have really fought for and for whom you have done everything possible to get her to fall in love with you….
Oi, Kiran ….Get Me One More Whisky Soda …..!
5 comments:
LOVED the reference to prepacked frozen at the supermarket... You are funny!
Now I want an old monk and coke as well... where's Kiran when you need him!
SCG
Hey Ian,
u see "the hunted" begin to study the characteristics of "the hunter"! and ..... although "the hunter", may stalk his prey, plan his approach AND ATTIRE, lay the bait and wait patiently for the opportune moment to strike, more often than not "the hunted" have an inborn talent to lead "the hunter" on a wild goose chase .....that leaves "the hunter" feeling like "the hunted" ......licking his wounds with a sense of hurt pride.....looking back at lost opportunity...... and sulking around like one unhappy bunny!!
Men hunting? Do they know how to do that? Why do they stumble on each step?
Why they do it like learning first steps, and after they learn a bit start to walk back?
I think women would love to be hunted, wild thought but hunted wise, as just for fun the woman can pretend you got her just to play your game and when the fun is over you’re already trapped in her heart and then you've been hunted, hunter...
Hunt for adventures can be fun, but adventures last just for a while, as charm lasts for minutes, adventure for one night… after that…ash…
We want the real thing…
You cannot hunt for love… love will hunt you… when you less expect that
Love is just like the wind of angel’s wings on your face
Love is saying thousand words without pronouncing anything
In Love Words are our enemies sometimes
About men?
I don’t think men mind every time what is in “her” head, when “she” is sad or happy, when “she” laughs or cry.
Practically men are not interested that “she” painted her hair, that “she” bought a new pair of shoes
Men in general, show they are important and only mind important things.
Important topics for men?
Football, hunting(s..) and price of cigarettes. Those are their top subjects.
Short and constant… nothing more or less.
Where is the romance?
PSP
Dear PSP,
Maybe you dont know it yet, but apparently there is much more to men than just the materialistic stuff....There are many men out there who still believe in romance , fate and destiny.. they probably are laughed at.... but ME being one of them ...believes its true... I agree that I used WOMEN very materialistically over here.. but as i said in the end... Nothing Is more satisfying than Being With the One you Love at the end of it...I cant think of anything better especially if we had to fight to achieve it...
In some ways .. we become the Hunted ... I agree too... But Give Me a chance to be the Alpha Male here...if even if it is for 15 seconds....
couldn't agree with you more!... yup we men like the thrill of the hunt but what most women don't realise is that there is more to men than meets the eye. all the crap you hear women saying that men only want to have fun and all the rest.... if only they realised that yes we like the hunt but we do that cause we need to find someone that will match our wits....
dear PSP,
you have got a LOT to learn about men!.... really. from what you say doesn't look like you have really understood men at all..... feel sorry for you.
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