At-tire

We were cruising along the main road, lost in a sea of cars. He was ever alive with chatter, discussing work, relating several anecdotes here and there. I was fascinated with how he quickly relates his escapades, so I decided to immerse in this verbal diarrhea.                   

At one point we began talking about personalities he is looking for in a relationship.  At that point, it seems it’s  a safe subject when a man and a  woman is trapped in a car braving the evening rush.

Being his adventurous self, he related that he often looks for a person who, he thinks, understands the rules of the games.         

“If you’re looking for just a game, then find someone who knows how to play by the rules,” he said.        

I don’t have any idea with the rules so I just continued smiling and nodding  my ascent.

“Having said that, I also know how to look beyond what meets the eye. For instance, your colleagues in the office. Sharlene, is a great person. We get along well, even with flirtatious jokes. Nora has a wonderful personality.  She’s very active and you can expect a lot of fun whenever she’s around. Now Leila is a different personality. She makes jokes with you, but you can see that she sets boundaries up to where you can see.But she’s gutsy and that’s what I like about her.

Maybe I’ll just sleep with Sharlene, Be best friends with Nora and have a professional relationship with Leila. But the one person that I can fall in love with, is you.”

I met this with silence, not yet absorbing what has been said between us. How did it happen that he’s just relating my colleagues’ good traits then a declaration of something I’m not used to hear? Still I was flattered, so I just said.

” Thank you. That’s so nice to hear.”   

He was just driving in silence while I sat there thinking; but when I said those words, He gave me a glance and said,

“You are beautiful, Sarah. It’s just hidden underneath, waiting to come out. You have this personality that I like, very charming, like I can see that you’ve been raised properly.  There are only a few who are like you. I know you’re shy and quiet at the moment, but there will come a time that you will improve. You have so much room to grow. Don’t worry about your insecurities. For example, you are chubby. But I see it as a plus. You’re cuddly,  but I can still see good curves on you. You have this style that’s not sexy nor conservative,  just the right mix.  Wholesome, someone who you can be serious with. I hope you don’t take this the wrong way. I’m just being very honest,” he said, with a sheepish smile.

While hearing those words. Imagine, this person who’s outgoing, who met so many different people, appreciates me, and my personality.  Who will not be happy hearing that?

“I’m very flattered. Thank you for every word. I don’t know what to say.” I shyly said, still not recovering from the situation.  

He just smiled and said, “if I don’t have a girlfriend, I’ll court you.”

I was pleased, to say at the very least. Thankfully we reached the stop where I’m supposed to go off, so I just smiled and said, “thank you. You don’t know how much I appreciate those words, hearing them from you”. 

I opened the car door, gave another smile and went out, without looking back.

 

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About The Scribbler

I have this thirst for learning. I am forever curious. I love to delve into stories by reading, watching or even listening. I believe I am unique. God is with Me all the time. I make mistakes but I learn from them. I love building lasting relationships. I am afraid of the unknown, so it's either I stay away or find out. I believe I am more matured that I was before.
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