Sunday, March 17, 2013
The face above mine. I have to look away sometimes, because I get enthralled. That maybe it's possible.
This thing. Labels: A
Sunday, October 21, 2012
UnitedSquare. Starbucks. Soupeduphotchocolate. Amazingnight. Friskycabrides. I loved it.
I feel like I've only just gotten to understand what a normal, wholesome and healthy relationship with a boy is. He is just so good in every way and by association, my darkness has been driven away by his goodness, somewhat. For the first part of our rendezvous last night, it was just White Americano and hot chocolate at Starbucks, and a whole lot of interesting exchanges about everything. And it was so gratifying! That a simple act of sitting down, having a hot drink on a rainy night and talking, can elicit such a heady reaction, just says so much. With him, a simple thing is a simple thing. There isn't a big drama created out of issues that are in actuality, so inconsequential. And the fact that there aren't any restrictions about anything makes it all the more exhilarating. Because the night is always young and ours to fill with whatever whim that pops into our imagination. When the night's over, and we leave, I know that he's still going to be there tomorrow. This certainty that I have is cemented by my never, ever feeling used. If that isn't a sign, I don't know what is.
So. I don't need to look. Anymore.Labels: A
Saturday, August 25, 2012
I like the secret glances. The tiny moments when we both look at each other at the same time and the gaze holds, till one of us breaks it away. When he says these things to me. Random bits of affection that don't feel like they have to be earned or second guessed before giving them. His generosity, thoughtfulness and general niceness. Wednesday (22nd August) was momentous. I liked how we spent the day after as well. I'm not over-thinking this. I am not tormented by any kind of waiting.
The way we start any sort of relationship sets the tone for the pattern of behaviour that will become characteristic of your interactions. It's evident.Labels: A
Thursday, August 16, 2012
Having an epic conversation while pretending that I am in the most lady-like of positions. Tonight, things changed. We've agreed on not tip-toeing around each other. So no more nervousness. Truly the catalyst was Disha's party and I have proof that drunken text messages can actually work. Sunday and now tonight, it's been something else all together. For the first time in a long time, some thing feels right.
We both agree; we feel really happy about this.Labels: A
Monday, August 13, 2012
Tonight was a great night.
He had moves that I liked. I am not as giddy as before but the excitement has still not faded. (But it could probably be due to the lack of sleep I had the whole week).
Fingers still crossed for this one.Labels: A
Friday, August 10, 2012
Sometimes, I just need to talk about stuff that's been circling in my head with someone so that clarity appears. So, 3 dates in 8 days. I'm trying to be cool about things and I hope, more than anything right now, that I succeed at it. Because I don't want to lose my head and mess anything up. I like him enough to want this to go somewhere.
Labels: A
Wednesday, August 8, 2012
Squash was really fun! And I'm just crossing my fingers, hoping not to jinx this up because it's been more anything than I thought possible.
I'm still giddy with excitement from being with him.Labels: A
Saturday, August 4, 2012
Second date.
This time, I noticed the details. Unlike the first one when I was somehow preoccupied with the whole first time meeting thing, I was able to take in more of him. Tiny parts of him that are helping to fill in the blanks I have in my head. To have a more concrete image of him.
He makes me feel comfortable. There's an ease about him and our interactions that is such a huge positive in my book.
I like how the conversation changes and becomes about us when we're about to end the date.
I've not been this excited about anything in a really, really long time.
I really can't wait for the next one.Labels: A
Tuesday, July 31, 2012
I am still giddy from it!
I've just gotten home, and all I can think about is how much better it was than what I expected. There wasn't any awkwardness or a single thing that diminished the possibilities.
He wore a blue shirt. (AH!)
Can't say anymore because I'll end up embarrassing myself. More to come on this front when we meet the next time.Labels: A
