9 Ways a Woman can meet a Man


                                              

In this blog, I will mention 9 ways through which a woman can meet a man. There are many single women looking for company and comfort and hoping to get married. If they try these methods, they can meet with success. But there’s a caveat. These ways will help a woman to find a man but whether he is Mr. Right, that is for her to judge. 
Here are those 9 ways:

1.    Spend some money on buying a first class / business class ticket. All the rich men fly first or business class – and almost 99% of the times, they are alone. So, that’s the best way to attract attention. If the cards are played correctly then you can land up with a big catch.

2.    Wear a T shirt with a BOLD message printed across it. Something like SINGLE, READY to MINGLE or SEEKING COMPANY or WANT to KNOW MORE about ME or some such eye-popping words.

3.      Go sightseeing alone. The chances of finding a ‘suitable boy’ increases several notches when the woman is unaccompanied and in a place that has more men than women.

4.    Put interesting notes / ads in the personal columns of newspapers and wait for responses, then respond to the top 3 or 5 of them.

5.      Look in distress. There’s not a single man in this world who would not want to assist a woman in distress. Men will go out of their way to help. This is a unique and time-tested way to meet a man.

6.    Flutter your eyes and smile. Only the cold-hearted men will remain unaffected. Rest all will melt. So, decide on which man you want to work this magic on.

7.      Wear red lipstick. That’s enough.

8.      Have breakfast alone at a table in a coffeeshop or dining room of a hotel. A sure shot method to arouse interest in men.

9.      Carry a sports magazine prominently visible in your hands. Men will find this very interesting because they like sports and the general consensus is that women don’t. Change this perception. The men will like it.



-          NZ
24.8.2019
BN: 106



     












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