Quest for a beautiful coPassenger

Disclaimer: The poem below is a result of one of our wing bullas.As u can very well see,all's not well with IITK....

Is it a jinx on me, a witches' curse?
or vvoodoo from tanzania,perhaps from Tuten's hearse
but why oh why do i never
ever ever ever
stumble into a propinquititious setting ?

Do i smell foul or my hair's askew
maybe 't houses lice and mites for all i know
or is it last night's whisky that puts you off
for u beautiful lady up your nose and down u scoff
and so i never ever ever ever
stumble into a propinquititious setting ?

In lectures i follow thy daily trail of seats
the throne you adorned but a day earlier
and always belying my predictions y'all
sit 13 chairs away.So tell me dear
why i never ever ever ever
stumble into a propinquititious setting ?

As nonchalantly as possible,me picks my seat
at local movie shows,hoping to get you b'my side
to reach out for me out of fright
but no,a baldie snuggles on my arm
midway thru the show.Care to explain
why i never ever ever ever
stumble into a propinquititious setting ?

Before boarding trains ,the apprehensive pangs are at best
as i scan the passenger manifest
for female co-passengers of age 23ers
give or take half a decade or 5 years
But alas i am sandwiched in M's galore
and F40s and F5s and F60s and more
Please y'all tell me
why i never ever ever ever
stumble into a propinquitious setting ?

And when God does bestow this companion precious
He does so with strings attached
Strings..Huh more like a spider's prey cobwebbed
Her parents or worse yet her beau wit'er latched

So,for once i pray do sit not yonder
come sit nxt to me no more ponder
in all probbability i will gawk and hum
tuneless tunes along my ipod sung
but 'tleast i can dream along
knight in armour stories or perhaps a song
But put an end to this jinx of mine
oh Now thaaat should make it all fine.