I dressed like a hip hop dancer and when I was about to go to a pub. The bouncers reminded me that I was with a girl. I felt bliss again. Not with any hot chic, but a cute one. Uffff. Phew. Duhh. I never managed to trap,lure, attract, manipulate, deceive, impress (or any +/- adjectives) girls. It's fine. That day was different. Because I danced so 'Gujaratily English' on the dance floor that the crowd cheered for me.
Really. That was the best and the worst feeling. Best because I didn't care about the others and proudly jumped with my 'So called date' :D and worst because I was pressurized to impress her.
When MS Dhoni gave the ball to Joginder, even Jog didn't believe it and had faith, but Dhoni does. Same thing happened to us. I lost all the confidence from the prior two 'Flopped Dates'; she just made it so easy.
Not getting our eyes talk because of the crowd, we decided to leave it early and yes, we went for the beach. People have always told me about 'Being You' and it was the only risk I could take.
'I don't like clubbing. I am more of a beach guy.'
She looked stunned. I thought she would run away.
'Umm. Really? You are all perfectly dressed to dance, dealer'
She really spoke the book title at utmost lavishness.
'It was to impress you. I am a writer. I try to fit to the places I go so that I can know the 'Real Them'. I do rapping, I can definitely rock the dance floor; but peace seduces me more.'
'Now, Mr.writer is talking.'
The lesser she spoke, the stronger her lines were.
'Oh, so, why don't Shafali talk?'
'Because Shafali is a shy girl who is out with a guy, strange TINDER guy, at Goa. I am here with my girl friends. They don't know about these all. I hope this is not embarrassing'.
I don't remember it exactly but this is something I said,"Look Shafali, Goa is a place where we try to mask ourselves and be like Ranbir-Deepika-Corsica. Some succeeds, gets through it; some fails and admit it. I confess that I love my trip alone and being with someone was the myth I was carrying with and so all these dating dramas. I can enjoy alone. I must tell you that I dated two girls before you, they both rejected me. I seriously don't know the reason why. That is the beauty of it. I guess, you will do the same. I don't regret. I know that it's hard to believe a guy who dates girls every, now and then but.. You know what I imagined before you arrived? That I will sleep with you eventually. But, your few consistently sweet and innocent lines faded me off that track and now, I just want to be anonymous to you and talk and talk until you are tired because I won't. I am here to bear that rational load, virtual pressure, and physical stress that I don't get in my mundane life. You are pretty. I think you should speak something otherwise, you will hold the world record of the 'Best Boring Listener'.'
She laughed. Yes, some good news from my 'Being Me'.
Again, I don't know what were the exact words but, she said,"I don't want to be anonymous. I checked you out on Google. You are famous. Luckily, I am from Gujarat, too. But, as an innocent girl you mentioned, I would rather meet you (absolutely) somewhere there. Here is my number........."