Too Much Too Soon!
"Hey Syd, so sorry babe I'm stuck in such a bad jam! This Uber guy is so lost on me. Ok let me call you back". Of all the things one does on a date, i couldn't understand why i ever had to wait for a guy. Wasn't the guy supposed to reach super early at-least on the first date? Did it somehow mean the guy wasn't into me that much; for he had held me waiting. Although a bit frustrated, i dint mind waiting for Arnie, for something about him seemed honest. He had been constantly in touch for weeks despite my absence of interest in him. He wasn't interesting in any way, but something about him seemed eager and i wanted to find out what it was. I opened up the Kindle app on my phone to kill random time and it had hardly been a couple minutes and there he was waving at me. Such a tall drink of water, i sighed in my mind. What was it about salt and pepper hair I couldn't understand that made a man so attractive.
After a quick exchange of pleasantries, we got seats at the open air part of the restaurant. He was a Beer guy and i was a Martini girl. Arnie was a very inquisitive person. He wanted to know everything about me in a day itself. The interest he took in knowing me, in probing me for more information was somehow quite impressive. It was like putting me on a pedestal.
"So Sydney, how's your Martini dear?". Even his lame questions sounded like he really cared. We spoke about common interests, places we have traveled, bucket lists. I told him about how eager i was to travel and see the North eastern states of India and he immediately said that we both should go there together. What? Why?! But we just met!
After about a good couple hours, I decided it was about time i got home. Arnie being a gentleman, dropped me home and me being a brat told him I wouldn't be inviting him up for a coffee. Oh that devastated look on his face!
The date had been above average alright! The next few dates were similar. It bothered me that I still hadn't discovered anything remarkable about him. He was a linguist and was currently learning Deutsch. As i had previous experience of working and living among the Germans, i had picked up a couple of terms myself. We would occasionally run through his learning and have a fun exchange.
That day we had decided to meet at a popular brewpub for the man loved his beer. I repeated myself and reached the venue early and put our names on the waiting list. The place was bustling with immense energy. I decided to spend my time on Instagram, scrolling through fancy pictures of people vacationing at fancy places and there he was standing at the counter with an appreciative grin. We decided to wait by the bar until we were given our table and to our good luck got a couple of comfortable seats. Our seats overlooked the stage that was being set up for a band performance. What a stroke of luck! We ordered our drinks and were just so immersed in conversation that we dint even realize the band play. The music was very much to my taste and i was glad we found such great seating. I was just enjoying and jiving to some Maroon5 and the next thing i know Arnie was kissing me, in front of the whole damn crowd. It was so impulsive that i dint even have time to pull away. Did i actually like this public display of affection? May be i did, may be the whole episode seemed very passionate and wasn't i a sucker for passion?! I was still reeling in the fervor and he did it again. This time the kiss was longer and we had a larger audience. I flushed but why did i like it so much?
"Lets go!". We drove to my place and after what seemed like an age, there we were inside each other. Like serpents we coiled around each other reveling in all the endeavor.
I always had issues with sharing a bed with anyone. After Ted was gone, no man had really come close enough to even convincing me to share a bed with. So i lay awake all night, also because Arnie was a major spooner. I dint understand how could someone give in to spooning so quickly into knowing a person? Wasn't spooning supposed to be an extremely intimate act? Instead of feeling more close i felt repelled. Traces of Ted were still there and it reminded me of how unready i was to involve myself with such depth of intimacy. My wide awake hours were spent on introspection and that was probably enough to pull myself away completely.
I got up at the break of dawn and secretly hoped he would wake up too, but no go! He finally did after few hours (how did people sleep like babies at a new location? Why couldn't i ever do that?) and seemed very jubilant. Oh dear God! Was i supposed to look that happy to seem polite? I freshened up and made us some tea, which he probably did not approve of (For the love of Tea!!). Arnie said he wanted another cup of tea and diligently moved to the kitchen to show his skills. I was amazed at how gracefully he operated in the kitchen, as if he had been here and done this only a thousand times before. I quietly wondered how long do we have to stick around before it was officially a One Night Stand! After the second cup of tea, what shook me was that he wanted to spend some more time cuddling! Talk about reverse psychology and how it can affect me at the most oddest times. My insides were screaming to be left alone already. I felt so crowded like i had no space to breathe.
Couple days later, after what felt like i was probably stringing him along, i politely told him that i couldn't continue and that we were far apart from compatibility. I know it hurt him but i still hung in the halo trying to understand what happened to an eternal romantic like me, what ticked me off?!
After a quick exchange of pleasantries, we got seats at the open air part of the restaurant. He was a Beer guy and i was a Martini girl. Arnie was a very inquisitive person. He wanted to know everything about me in a day itself. The interest he took in knowing me, in probing me for more information was somehow quite impressive. It was like putting me on a pedestal.
"So Sydney, how's your Martini dear?". Even his lame questions sounded like he really cared. We spoke about common interests, places we have traveled, bucket lists. I told him about how eager i was to travel and see the North eastern states of India and he immediately said that we both should go there together. What? Why?! But we just met!
After about a good couple hours, I decided it was about time i got home. Arnie being a gentleman, dropped me home and me being a brat told him I wouldn't be inviting him up for a coffee. Oh that devastated look on his face!
The date had been above average alright! The next few dates were similar. It bothered me that I still hadn't discovered anything remarkable about him. He was a linguist and was currently learning Deutsch. As i had previous experience of working and living among the Germans, i had picked up a couple of terms myself. We would occasionally run through his learning and have a fun exchange.
That day we had decided to meet at a popular brewpub for the man loved his beer. I repeated myself and reached the venue early and put our names on the waiting list. The place was bustling with immense energy. I decided to spend my time on Instagram, scrolling through fancy pictures of people vacationing at fancy places and there he was standing at the counter with an appreciative grin. We decided to wait by the bar until we were given our table and to our good luck got a couple of comfortable seats. Our seats overlooked the stage that was being set up for a band performance. What a stroke of luck! We ordered our drinks and were just so immersed in conversation that we dint even realize the band play. The music was very much to my taste and i was glad we found such great seating. I was just enjoying and jiving to some Maroon5 and the next thing i know Arnie was kissing me, in front of the whole damn crowd. It was so impulsive that i dint even have time to pull away. Did i actually like this public display of affection? May be i did, may be the whole episode seemed very passionate and wasn't i a sucker for passion?! I was still reeling in the fervor and he did it again. This time the kiss was longer and we had a larger audience. I flushed but why did i like it so much?
"Lets go!". We drove to my place and after what seemed like an age, there we were inside each other. Like serpents we coiled around each other reveling in all the endeavor.
I always had issues with sharing a bed with anyone. After Ted was gone, no man had really come close enough to even convincing me to share a bed with. So i lay awake all night, also because Arnie was a major spooner. I dint understand how could someone give in to spooning so quickly into knowing a person? Wasn't spooning supposed to be an extremely intimate act? Instead of feeling more close i felt repelled. Traces of Ted were still there and it reminded me of how unready i was to involve myself with such depth of intimacy. My wide awake hours were spent on introspection and that was probably enough to pull myself away completely.
I got up at the break of dawn and secretly hoped he would wake up too, but no go! He finally did after few hours (how did people sleep like babies at a new location? Why couldn't i ever do that?) and seemed very jubilant. Oh dear God! Was i supposed to look that happy to seem polite? I freshened up and made us some tea, which he probably did not approve of (For the love of Tea!!). Arnie said he wanted another cup of tea and diligently moved to the kitchen to show his skills. I was amazed at how gracefully he operated in the kitchen, as if he had been here and done this only a thousand times before. I quietly wondered how long do we have to stick around before it was officially a One Night Stand! After the second cup of tea, what shook me was that he wanted to spend some more time cuddling! Talk about reverse psychology and how it can affect me at the most oddest times. My insides were screaming to be left alone already. I felt so crowded like i had no space to breathe.
Couple days later, after what felt like i was probably stringing him along, i politely told him that i couldn't continue and that we were far apart from compatibility. I know it hurt him but i still hung in the halo trying to understand what happened to an eternal romantic like me, what ticked me off?!
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