It works in certain ways. One thing leads to another, two people find they like talking to each other and then decide to spend more time with each other. In time, they will make their minds up about how things should go between them and from there, it is a journey with the other person at a distance and pace they choose mutually.
It all started on a very small scale. He is a nondescript guy, but charming. Still, there was something about him I instantly liked. I really wanted to check him out. I reached out to him on the portal and he responded. He seemed interested too. That was good for a start.
But time, in its course, made us focus on our tasks at hand. We were not talking much - just the occasional good morning and good night. It went on like this for a while but I had to do something about it. I wanted to reach out to him and chat him up. On 6 June. we exchanged phone numbers. But he forgot that he had shared his number with me.
Finally, on Saturday, I could not hold it back much longer. I had to call him. I tried calling him once - but he did not take my call. I was unsure if he would take my next call. But call I did. He took it this time and let me know that since he was outside, he could not chat me up but asked if I would call him up after 30 minutes. I was glad he took my call and called him up again after 35 minutes - and boy, was I so glad I had!
We started speaking. It was a catchy start. I was trying to find stuff about him. We figured we were from the same college. It was a shocker for a start and I could not believe he was 2 years senior to me and from my own alma mater. It was a pleasant surprise for me. I loved hearing him talk - he had a dimension to his voice and I simply loved hearing him speak. He spoke sense and that is a huge deal to me. Hearing him made me feel really good about myself. The conversation seemed to have no end. It was so lively, light and kept us both talking, sometimes one of us more than the other, but it was such engaging conversation unlike any I had ever had. I liked hearing about the person on the other end of the line and I wanted to keep hearing him speak.
But time is a humorless friend and sleep came naturally to both of us. We were yawning on the call from the toils of the day and we could not help it. The yawns kept coming and one of us had to stop the conversation. He suggested we go to bed and take it up again from where we left off later.
Initially, I was a little reluctant but I wanted to give in too since I felt very tired and I did not want to be the reason for someone's sleepless night. The next day, when I was doodling about with my Facebook I found him on a friend's friends list. He was cool as I imagined and it appeared that he made short films briefly. I liked the one movie I saw. I mentioned to him that I had looked up his stuff on Facebook which creeped him out. I told him I did not intend it but I helped myself to it since I got the stuff on my screen. We did not chat much since and I let him know that I wanted him to include me in his plans for the next weekend.
I was excited when he said he would. I feel so high that I am looking forward to a weekend where I meet someone who may be my someone special. I am in fact thrilled about it. I am waiting for his call which I hope comes soon.
I am dying to hear him speak again. But will he? How will things move from here?
Only time will tell.
It all started on a very small scale. He is a nondescript guy, but charming. Still, there was something about him I instantly liked. I really wanted to check him out. I reached out to him on the portal and he responded. He seemed interested too. That was good for a start.
But time, in its course, made us focus on our tasks at hand. We were not talking much - just the occasional good morning and good night. It went on like this for a while but I had to do something about it. I wanted to reach out to him and chat him up. On 6 June. we exchanged phone numbers. But he forgot that he had shared his number with me.
Finally, on Saturday, I could not hold it back much longer. I had to call him. I tried calling him once - but he did not take my call. I was unsure if he would take my next call. But call I did. He took it this time and let me know that since he was outside, he could not chat me up but asked if I would call him up after 30 minutes. I was glad he took my call and called him up again after 35 minutes - and boy, was I so glad I had!
We started speaking. It was a catchy start. I was trying to find stuff about him. We figured we were from the same college. It was a shocker for a start and I could not believe he was 2 years senior to me and from my own alma mater. It was a pleasant surprise for me. I loved hearing him talk - he had a dimension to his voice and I simply loved hearing him speak. He spoke sense and that is a huge deal to me. Hearing him made me feel really good about myself. The conversation seemed to have no end. It was so lively, light and kept us both talking, sometimes one of us more than the other, but it was such engaging conversation unlike any I had ever had. I liked hearing about the person on the other end of the line and I wanted to keep hearing him speak.
But time is a humorless friend and sleep came naturally to both of us. We were yawning on the call from the toils of the day and we could not help it. The yawns kept coming and one of us had to stop the conversation. He suggested we go to bed and take it up again from where we left off later.
Initially, I was a little reluctant but I wanted to give in too since I felt very tired and I did not want to be the reason for someone's sleepless night. The next day, when I was doodling about with my Facebook I found him on a friend's friends list. He was cool as I imagined and it appeared that he made short films briefly. I liked the one movie I saw. I mentioned to him that I had looked up his stuff on Facebook which creeped him out. I told him I did not intend it but I helped myself to it since I got the stuff on my screen. We did not chat much since and I let him know that I wanted him to include me in his plans for the next weekend.
I was excited when he said he would. I feel so high that I am looking forward to a weekend where I meet someone who may be my someone special. I am in fact thrilled about it. I am waiting for his call which I hope comes soon.
I am dying to hear him speak again. But will he? How will things move from here?
Only time will tell.
