Or translated to Hindi: Jab bad luck hi kharaab hain, to kharaab hain.
Yesterday was the finale of Pulse '04, a music program at JNH. I'd gone with Doctor, only because the football team was going to be felicitated for coming third. Doctor's girlfriend was also there, and the three of us had got last row seats. A few minutes into the show, 2 of Doctor's classmates walked in - both of them were in other companies. One of them was a very cute-looking girl, a typical Maharashtrian city girl. She came and sat right next to me. I was hoping for better things to happen between us. We said hi, but did not have any more conversation. Doctor did not bother to give intros, so I thought of telling him to do so during the interval.
So when it was announced that the prize-distribution would take place, the two of us walked out. With great hopes I asked Doctor who she was. I don't know why, but Doctor let me know the fact that she was already engaged before telling me her name! And this was what squashed my great hopes! Logically speaking, I could still have made conversation with her even after knowing that she was engaged. But somehow I was totally downcast. I caught only a brief glimpse of her again after this.
Case of haath ko aaya, mooh na laga.