Yea so like I was saying, I was sitting there and watching my parents leave to give us the 'few minutes of conversation'....and hoping they would come back soon, because it didn't make sense sitting there when your pretty sure you didn't want to talk....But manners teach you to be nice...
And so as I looked on, my mom turned and wished me best of luck and that made me smile!! She can be quite adorable sometimes..... and I look back at Mr. IIMA who was watching me quite keenly( you know the look on Tom's face when he gets Jerry alone?) and I thought 'Wow I'm a lab specimen now'!! Although I found that weird, I smiled and said, 'Well I dunno wot to say" and shrugged my shoulders TWICE! 'Ok why am I getting nervous?', I thought to myself. It isn't like me to get nervous because I have two brothers and I have no issues with being around guys.
And he was like, " Hold on, I'll sit next to you" and came to sit on the sofa near mine. In his defense, if he dint do that we'd be both screaming our lungs out at each other, because we were seated quite far away from each other. Anyway that's when it totally hit me that this is so not working... After a while, I made a mistake of asking him, " So what is it exactly that you do?" I thought it would help with the conversation flow and we would get to know each other better. I dunno if it was that particular question or the fact that I actually had the nerve to ask him that ticked him off so much. "You don't know?" he asked. BLINK BLINK...I looked at him with the "well I do have some idea" expression. Anyway he went on to tell me about his work and stuff and after a while of chatting, even as I felt sorry for him, I couldn't help it....I found myself so distracted. He was being real nice and trying to strike up a conversation and I was trying to look at him while he spoke, but just couldn't do so for some weird reason....
'Wow that pianist is playing really well!! ', 'Hmm...the interiors of this place is really nice,' 'The capsule elevator is just at the right spot overlooking area where we were seated...must be a beautiful view from up there' .... oh shoot! Sheens get back!! listen to him..... 'So how do you like Dubai?' I asked him, awkward moments later. "Yea its nice.....something something.....".(Honestly I dont remember what his reply was to that). "How do you like Singapore?', he asked in his turn.
I wasn't comfortable with the way things were going and I dint give a damn! I was restraining myself for so long being my nice self, but I just couldn't sit there! And normally I would just apologize and say,"Look, I'm sorry I don't think this is working...I hope you don't mind me saying this but I'm not comfortable and you aren't exactly the kind of person I had in mind for a husband. I really hope you find someone soon. I'm sorry if I've offended you by my words or actions." and DISAPPEAR!! ( If you had a choice of selecting who you were going to meet I don't think it would be called an 'arranged marriage') So yea, if you could say that it wouldn't be so bad.... I think honesty is the best policy! But no! you don't say something like that with arranged marriages. And by the way this is my one and only experience so far... So excuse my ignorance of the procedures...but looking back I feel I should have just done that.
"Ah Singapore! I think its a mix of India and Dubai", I said, " India in terms of the nature and greenery and Dubai in terms of the infrastructure. I like the way the two co-exist". " Oh that's funny, that's what I keep saying about Dubai - its a mix of Singapore and India." he said. "Hmm and you couldn't tell me this when I asked you what you thought of Dubai......... ok Sheens let it be....be nice!" I thought and smiled at him.
"So where did you stay in Singapore?" he asked. " Near Hort Park", I said and as I looked at him, I realized he dint know the place, "Alexandra Arch?", I asked and seeing he was still confused, "Alexandra road?", I said and I saw the light bulb in his head switch on! Again in his defense, not many people who are residents of Singapore know the place, including some cab drivers, and I have no clue why. So it didn't matter.
"Blah blah ......blah blah", I said. "Blah blah .....blah blah," He said..."Blah blah ......blah blah", I said. "Blah blah .....blah blah," He said... we looked at each other and smiled. "Gosh when is this going to end?", I kept thinking. And you know the best part, I was saying stupid silly things and he was actually paying attention!!! I hated myself for doing it...I've always made it a point never to be rude to anyone, and here I was, doing just that!! We were still talking when his phone rang.......
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And so as I looked on, my mom turned and wished me best of luck and that made me smile!! She can be quite adorable sometimes..... and I look back at Mr. IIMA who was watching me quite keenly( you know the look on Tom's face when he gets Jerry alone?) and I thought 'Wow I'm a lab specimen now'!! Although I found that weird, I smiled and said, 'Well I dunno wot to say" and shrugged my shoulders TWICE! 'Ok why am I getting nervous?', I thought to myself. It isn't like me to get nervous because I have two brothers and I have no issues with being around guys.
And he was like, " Hold on, I'll sit next to you" and came to sit on the sofa near mine. In his defense, if he dint do that we'd be both screaming our lungs out at each other, because we were seated quite far away from each other. Anyway that's when it totally hit me that this is so not working... After a while, I made a mistake of asking him, " So what is it exactly that you do?" I thought it would help with the conversation flow and we would get to know each other better. I dunno if it was that particular question or the fact that I actually had the nerve to ask him that ticked him off so much. "You don't know?" he asked. BLINK BLINK...I looked at him with the "well I do have some idea" expression. Anyway he went on to tell me about his work and stuff and after a while of chatting, even as I felt sorry for him, I couldn't help it....I found myself so distracted. He was being real nice and trying to strike up a conversation and I was trying to look at him while he spoke, but just couldn't do so for some weird reason....
'Wow that pianist is playing really well!! ', 'Hmm...the interiors of this place is really nice,' 'The capsule elevator is just at the right spot overlooking area where we were seated...must be a beautiful view from up there' .... oh shoot! Sheens get back!! listen to him..... 'So how do you like Dubai?' I asked him, awkward moments later. "Yea its nice.....something something.....".(Honestly I dont remember what his reply was to that). "How do you like Singapore?', he asked in his turn.
I wasn't comfortable with the way things were going and I dint give a damn! I was restraining myself for so long being my nice self, but I just couldn't sit there! And normally I would just apologize and say,"Look, I'm sorry I don't think this is working...I hope you don't mind me saying this but I'm not comfortable and you aren't exactly the kind of person I had in mind for a husband. I really hope you find someone soon. I'm sorry if I've offended you by my words or actions." and DISAPPEAR!! ( If you had a choice of selecting who you were going to meet I don't think it would be called an 'arranged marriage') So yea, if you could say that it wouldn't be so bad.... I think honesty is the best policy! But no! you don't say something like that with arranged marriages. And by the way this is my one and only experience so far... So excuse my ignorance of the procedures...but looking back I feel I should have just done that.
"Ah Singapore! I think its a mix of India and Dubai", I said, " India in terms of the nature and greenery and Dubai in terms of the infrastructure. I like the way the two co-exist". " Oh that's funny, that's what I keep saying about Dubai - its a mix of Singapore and India." he said. "Hmm and you couldn't tell me this when I asked you what you thought of Dubai......... ok Sheens let it be....be nice!" I thought and smiled at him.
"So where did you stay in Singapore?" he asked. " Near Hort Park", I said and as I looked at him, I realized he dint know the place, "Alexandra Arch?", I asked and seeing he was still confused, "Alexandra road?", I said and I saw the light bulb in his head switch on! Again in his defense, not many people who are residents of Singapore know the place, including some cab drivers, and I have no clue why. So it didn't matter.
"Blah blah ......blah blah", I said. "Blah blah .....blah blah," He said..."Blah blah ......blah blah", I said. "Blah blah .....blah blah," He said... we looked at each other and smiled. "Gosh when is this going to end?", I kept thinking. And you know the best part, I was saying stupid silly things and he was actually paying attention!!! I hated myself for doing it...I've always made it a point never to be rude to anyone, and here I was, doing just that!! We were still talking when his phone rang.......
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