It has been three weeks now, however, it seems like I have known B for ages. She is amazing; I find myself thinking about her constantly. Between the few times we have spent time together and the unending phone calls, I began to notice the gentle way she listened to my thoughts and feelings. I couldn't deny the growing attraction I felt towards her.
Taking the next step and expressing my feelings to her would be a risk, but I also couldn't ignore the connection that was blossoming between us. Talking to her via phone seems easy, but the anticipation from the other end always drives me crazy. Anything silly might happen, she may drop her phone, and the network might get scrambled, if she is on the road; she might get into an accident, if she is in public, she might feel pressure to answer the question; a lot of things can happen.
I needed a calm and relaxing environment to confess my feelings. I know what I'm getting myself into and I'm daring a lot but I have to give it a try, her feelings might have changed. Her body language will give me an answer before her mouth speaks, and that is always a blessing, it prepares you for the outcome. A date it is; but I'm going to be casual all the way, no hints, not unless she wants it to be a date. Her answer will determine what is next; I am going to shoot my shot.
I do like her; she is not my type of a person, not the kind of person I would typically gravitate towards in a romantic sense, but I was giving it a chance. Something about her drew me in and intrigued me in ways I couldn't quite explain. She is an eccentric person, in every sense of the word; she is a whirlwind of energy. Some would say she is a lot, others may find her quirks overwhelming or too much to handle, but I found them endearing
Spending time with her was like being on a rollercoaster ride – exhilarating, unpredictable, and full of twists and turns; I never quite knew what to expect next. Despite all that, there was a sense of chemistry between us that was undeniable. Our conversations were lively and engaging, filled with laughter and deep discussions that touched upon the essence of who we were as individuals. I found myself opening up to her in ways I hadn't with anyone else for a long time. I wanted to explore that and see where things go and where they go.
There wasn't much to think about or decide upon, this was the move. Concentrating on the now; count your blessings; Ell is forgotten. Focusing on the present and the positive aspects of life. I follow her now and apparently, I did like and send lots of love and comments the other day, apart from that, she is a beautiful memory in my mind.
In my experience, there are those people who you meet and they leave an impression on you. Ell was one of these kinds of people, I couldn't expect anything from her. All I can do is check her social life and watch from afar, not that am keeping tabs on her or anything; it is good to know what's up in the media sector, just an update.
I had resigned from texting her but didn't have the guts to delete the number yet. I kept hoping maybe she would have come to her senses and did me the courtesy of reaching back. I was persistent but I feel it is time to let go and see other prospects. It was one coincidental meeting, I can't be hooked up this much on a stranger, it is absurd. It was time to move on.
I was lounging and catching up on a basketball game, phone in hand, scrolling through when a text chimes in and I ignore it. I wasn't in the chatting mood; my social life was dying. I wanted to be in the know a little, messages can wait; where to go to this weekend, what's up and popping; what's good, and, of course, see what Ell has been upto. I will love her from a far if thats a thing.
According to the internet, she is not seeing anyone, but you can't be sure, she may have someone, whom they haven't gone public yet and I don't want to ruin things. The guy might be planning to marry her, and here i come, destroying everything, and maybe she has been waiting for this for a moment in a lifetime for him to man up and do the deed. After they have separated, she starts pouring her frustrations on me and the pressure to get married, as she has already had that planned out and has all her expectations on me, not a fair playground.
Last night she was attending an opening of an art gallery. She was so beautiful in a classic bohemian chic vibe. She was dressed in a flowing maxi dress with intricate floral embroidery and delicate lace trim. Layers of colorful scarves and vintage jewelry adorned her neck and wrists, she was art itself. Her hair was long, or were they extensions, nevertheless, it lovingly flowed, cascading down her back in loose waves, with a delicate flower crown perched atop her head, an epitome of beauty. She drew attention as she moved gracefully through the crowd, am astonished that I didn't know her, I have to make an effort to know these people.
Well, I was done with her. After an hour of looking through and finding a few new hang-out joints, I promised myself to go with the squad, and I went back to WhatsApp. I was checking out the groups and communities and what they had been up to when I came across a familiar number. Was this a joke, I couldn't believe it.
The lady had sent a voice note. She wanted me to hear her soothing, full-of-life voice. I was overwhelmed, Excited is an understatement.
"Hey, this is Ell, we met a few weeks ago. We were having lunch at a restaurant in Westlands, and we exchanged numbers. You tried to reach out, but there were complications in between. If you remember me and still wanna have salad with me, please let me know. My weekend is free."
Whaaaaat!!!!!!!!