I’m kinda in that zone right now. I feel just like this. Would somebody like to meet me halfway ‘cos really I can’t go any further than this. After all I did all I could to connect and reconnect with the airport stranger – and all that resulted in what so far appears to be a missed connection
Looks like the universe is looking out for me, ‘cos my crush – yup that’s right - the Roadside Romeo shall be visiting soon. *big grin*
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The Coming Age is a poem that plays off of the end of the world theme which comes up periodically in my poetry as people talk about 2012 and the end of the world crap that is so common place. It is yet another way of retelling the supposed “doom” that falls upon mankind when what some believe will be Solar flares strong enough to burn away the surface of the world.
Pray for the savage storm coming
most unwelcome and unnatural vaudeville
where collision of bizarre fire and rain
seek to undo superfluous human existence
poet and prophet are brothers in fear
people volunteer their souls as penance
and every magazine preaches the nearing end
with birds chirping their final tweet
from Sidney and London to Oklahoma City
no country left unscathed from this totality
as this birthday will be our last day
-poem by Justin Germino
This poem incorporates 13 random submissions (in bold) and was originally published on April 20th.
Justin Germino is the author behind ‘Dragon Blogger’ and 'Wanderer Thoughts’ amongst a few other blogs. He has created over 260+ ‘twitter poems’ via random submissions on twitter. He believes you only have one life and you have to live it. Follow him on Twitter @dragonblogger
These photos were taken at the Dead Sea from the Jordanian side. The mountains you see at the horizon are from the Palestine / Israel side. The first hour we were at the Dead Sea it was calm, clear skies and waters; and from the above photo you can faintly see the rain cloud and concentrated rainfall.
By the time the rain cloud got closer – my mate Sabs and I were just floating in awe staring at the formation moving towards us. Everyone seemed to have run out of the water (why would you get out of water if it’s raining – you’re already wet !)
And when the rain hit us – it was almost painful – that’s how large the drops were – coming down hard and fast.
It was awesome !! Quite literally – the calm before the storm.
I just read a post by one of my fave bloggers, Simone Grant, titled ‘I Vant To Be Alone’. You must read it and I’ll give you my version of it too.
Disclaimer – this is a kinda heavy personal post. You’ve been warned. Don’t judge me.
Ever tried to ‘run away’ after a break-up ? You know – put some distance between you and the ex ? For the sake of your own sanity ? To give yourself some sort of closure ?
I have for the better part of my dating life been very good at dealing with relationships and break-ups. It’s a part of life and break-ups happen. Some hurt more than others. But none ever gave me reason to want to pack my bags and just RUN.
I didn’t just happen to move to India a few years ago. It chokes me to say it – but I ran like a scared child into the comforting arms of my mom – not that I ever admitted to her ‘why’. All because he made me want to run away; because I couldn’t take the every day pain of being in my favourite city without somehow conjuring up an image of ‘us’ and the upheaval caused when I bumped into him. (I think he did it on purpose – be wherever I was).
He broke up with me. Nat was my saviour – we flew off to Milan for a few days. He called and she would answer and tell him never to call me again. We returned and I found myself heading to NY where I stayed back for almost 5 weeks. He called me one afternoon whilst I was in Bryant Park and I don’t recall the conversation I had with him but I remember bawling my eyes out in the bathroom there.
I came back to London and the first weekend out bumped into him and the sharp pang of pain that went through my being was enough to make me want to be sick. I’m a tough cookie – I walked past him with so much arrogance it left him coming after me. Dee was by my side the minute my hard shell crumbled.
I met someone else who adored me, but I made plans to move – not my neighbourhood – but leave the country. Chicken-shit I know. But I knew it was for the best. New life, new prospects, and I would get to be with my family. After all I had already closed my company after a fall out with my business partner. But deep down I knew part of the real reason – I just didn’t want to acknowledge it ‘cos it would hurt. Now that’s really putting distance between two people huh ?
Did running away help me ? May be in some way it did. It was a bit extreme. Of course I had o
It’s been a great journey the past 3 odd years. I’ve met a lot of people; the professional front has taken new heights; I’ve managed to do some major family bonding in my own way; and I’ve gotten to travel and explore places which I hadn’t had the chance to. Did it put a permanent block to the heart ache I felt ? No – but it eased it considerably.
I’m very good at burying my emotions. Ask anyone who knows me. I buried them so deep without even realizing it. I have gone on with my life and not thought about the past. Yes, it creeps up on me, when I least expect it and when it does – I feel my heart caving in on me. And lately – I’ve thought – this needs to be out of my system once and for all.
When I was in Jordan a few weeks ago, I sat staring out in to the vast
mountain canyons and desert terrains and kept ‘churning out’ any last thought I had of that past that I have buried so deep. A long time ago I had accepted that somehow I had managed to let someone get so close that they had the power to hurt me in ways I couldn’t even imagine. I shut it out because that’s what I do best. Thinking about it made my eyes sting, and my heart swell and I kept at it until I couldn’t breathe anymore. I found an inner calm somewhere. Sabs was there to make sure I didn’t fall off the ledge.
I came back to Bombay, and FB decided to remind me of this past with a friend suggestion; which quite literally suffocated me – I almost had a mini-anxiety attack (damn didn’t my picturesque mountain self-healing help?) So much so that for the first time I openly said something about it (via my FB status which caused an ex and an aunt to question if I was ok). That was 3 weeks ago. My days in Jordan cleared my minds’ eye and reading Simone’s post hit home the other night. Perhaps running didn’t solve the problem on hand – but it led me on another path of adventures which I would have never experienced if I stayed where I was.
I didn’t ‘deal’ with it then; so I am dealing with it now. I’ve been dealing with it in my own way – on & off – for months whenever it creeps up on me. Now, I’ve finally dealt with it. And hence today’s post. It’s out of my system. Gone. Forever.
If one can’t appreciate what they had then he / she never deserved it in the first place. And you can’t beat yourself up just ‘cos he / she couldn’t see that.
I. Love. This. Tune.
Just close your eyes and let the music take over. That’s right – you can feel it – you can feel that beat crawl under your skin and get into your blood can’t ya ? Stop thinking – just let go and let the rhythm find you.
Its the kind of beat that sorta finds its way into every nerve ending … it’s as if I can actually inhale the music into you … the tune makes my body wanna move … sway along to it … all I see right now is the winding mountain roads of Jordan with my girl Sabs and a 1500 meter drop on one side, a glorious sunset and the feeling of being completely at peace; with all around me and with myself ..
There’s something about this piece of music that gives me goose bumps all over my arms and legs … I can ‘feel’ each beat flowing through my veins … I can ‘see’ every good memory cross my mind .. at about 3 mins into the track, I find myself somewhere else … it doesn’t matter if a good memory didn’t last me … it may pinch for a minute or two or more .. but it will pass .. cos that’s what life is all about .. we have to feel it all for us to really just ‘be’ … so are you ready to feel it all ?
I’m not a super smiley person by nature but this tune brings out the biggest smile on my face … its just so happy, maybe cos it also makes me think of the mad times I have with my girls Dee & Nat ! I reckon other than a few sneak peaks (for spelling errors)– I’ve written this entire blog post with my eyes closed – lost in my own musical ecstasy ! and my fingers are tapping the keyboard as if I was a pro DJ on a mission to mix ! (Sabs can vouch for my wanna-be DJ moves).
I just read a post titled PDA in the USA by Jess Downey (she’s brilliant and so is her blog ‘Not What I Ordered’) and it totally inspired me to put my own thoughts down on the subject.
Personally I’m not a fan of extreme PDA. I can totally digest and handle the rudimentary basics such as hand holding; arms around the waist; a slightly longer than the average peck style kiss when meeting or leaving your partner; and general body contact.
I can’t for the life of me tolerate tonsil-sucking making out sessions combined with groping of all body parts – which should really be kept for the bedroom, bathroom, living room and even your kitchen – it’s NOT meant for the public eye !
I’ve always lived in multicultural countries where PDA is generally accepted as long as it’s not lewd or obscene. The UK and Canada are fairly tolerant and accepting countries when it comes to PDA. During my years in Dubai, UAE – I always ‘knew’ that excessive PDA was not permitted (after all it is an Arab country) and it was only recently after hearing of cases where people were fined / jailed 
for OTT PDA did I realize it’s actually slightly frowned upon.
Since living in India the past 3 odd years, I found it ridiculous that the Supreme Court deems PDA to be practically ‘illegal’ ! Seriously WTF ! The moral police are able to slap a fine or conviction on citizens if they are caught being overly affectionate. The government made a mountain out of a mole hill when Richard Gere pecked Bollywood actress Shilpa Shetty a few years ago. I find it a bit of a sham that people are able to urinate, defecate and vandalize the city without any punishment but if a couple were to hold hands or be caught kissing, it could result in jail time !
PDA and tolerance of it varies from couple to couple; relationship to relationship; and society – so there’s no real way of saying No to PDA unless it makes you want to scream ‘ewwwww get a room folks’ ! If you’re gonna react that way to something then make sure you aren’t doing that out in the open !
What are your thoughts on PDA ? When does your PDA meter hit unacceptable ? Do you indulge in PDA or are you more of a private person ? Ever been told off or stared at for excessive PDA ?
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Hot. Hot. Hot. The man is sizzling ! And gets my all time Sexy Saturday vote !
Hair. No Hair. Clothes. No Clothes. He’s mad stylish. Looks great in just about anything he wears. Football genius. And have you seen him with his kids ? Hands on Dad. OMG. FILF !
Needless to say I am a huge Beckham fan. Not obsessive, crazy, stalker like fan but I can appreciate why all of England loves him to bits. I could spend all day fantasizing about him ! Seriously there needs to be a few DB clones out there – or as close as – just so that we women have more eye candy !
Who gets your Sexy Saturday Vote ?
There’s this cool guy that I follow on Twitter, Justin Germino and every day he creates a random twitter poem inspired by words submitted / suggested by his Twitter followers.
I’ve participated a few times and the results of each one has surprised me. The way he manages to put the words together to form a poem is just fab. It’s actually a great way of keeping one’s creativity fired up.
Since I have been looking for some guest bloggers to fill the void I leave when I’m away for events – I touched based with Justin to see if I could post the poems I have contributed; and the nice man that he is – he agreed !
To know more about Justin and read some awesome poems, do check out his blog ‘Wanderer Thoughts’. Until then, here’s a short video he created to show the method and process of how he creates the poems.
Pretty cool process huh ? If you haven’t tried the Twitter Game as yet – do give it a shot – you never know what creative prose comes out of it !
This is another one of my favourite pictures from my recent trip to Jordan. I love the way so many different types of landscapes have been captured – from the rocks, to the soft desert sand and the solid rock mountains behind them. If you look closely on your right – you can even see a part of the sand-storm that was coming my way !
We managed to catch the Sunset in the Desert too – but my camera had died by then so I didn’t get to capture that image.
If you are participating in Wordless Wednesdays, don’t forget to share your link below !
For a guy striving to look his best, it is important to select complementing accessories along with nice articles of clothing. The addition of stylish hats, belts, or even something as simple as wallets can make a big difference in the total look. By taking the time to look over the different styles and pieces that are available, a man can finish off an outfit where he looks his best.
1: Adding a Belt as a Staple Piece
Many people consider the belt to the finishing
on an outfit when it comes to putting together a stylish outfit. The piece can be anything from a simple black leather belt to something flashier with diamonds. The style of the belt really depends on the clothing worn with it and the occasion. If worn for a business meeting, brown and black leather belts are the obvious choice. Casual events can call for a variety of different styles, including canvas material, studs, and more.
2: Incorporating a Stylish Wallet
Guys that don’t like wearing a ton of accessories can still put together a fashion forward outfit by purchasing a high quality wallet. While wallets are typically tucked into a pocket, they are similar to a purse in that they should reflect the wearer’s style and personality. When paying for a drink at a bar or a meal, the wallet is taken out and seen by others so it’s nice to have a nice wallet in good condition and complements the outfit. Looking through the different designer wallets on the market will help a man understand the variety and unique designs available.
3: Choosing a Fitting Hat 
A lot of people consider hats to be the most essential accessory for a man due to the variety available and the difference they can make to outfits. Whether an outfit calls for a casual baseball cap or something more formal is required, a stylish hat can completely pull together a look. While many people recommended matching hats to shoes for men, anything goes now and a lot of experimenting is actually appreciated.
4. Checking out Different Watches Available
The one piece of jewellery men adorn themselves with in watches due to the impact it can make on an outfit and the variety available. Whether a man is dressing casual and looking for a watch that can play the part or they need something more formal and expensive, there are watches which fit these needs. Looking over the different options and the typical colours using in outfits can help a man find the perfect watch.
5. Purchasing a Nice iPhone Case 
With the iPhone becoming an essential accessory for many on-the-go men, it’s easy to see why cases for them are considering an important investment. Instead of just having an iPhone vulnerable to damage, a man should purchase a case that reflects his style and keeps it protected. Looking over different materials and designs will help somebody choose the right iPhone case.
Noelle Towler is the co-creator of Wallet Shop Online and Accessory Heaven. She's an active advocate for good men's fashion and she loves helping men find stylish and practical men's accessories. Through her work with Wallet Shop, she's able to support her passion for unique, creative and ethical design.
Some people love gadgets, myself included, and there are plenty of places to buy all sorts of gadgets for your home, office, and mobile life. Most of these gadgets are pretty predictable and practical.
Some gadgets, however, are unusual, even weird. They do not fit conventional ideas of practical technology, but many of them are still useful. You might get some strange looks, but these gadgets are still cool.
From Gihawoo Design comes the Plug and Player, an MP3 player that is also a plug. All you do is plug it into an outlet and start listening. It is small and requires no additional charger, since the charger is part of the device itself. Would you actually listen to it while it is charging? That seems almost like asking to get a nice tingly electric surge. Still, the idea is a nice one.
2. Soap Grater
This is a rather low-tech gadget that eliminates the need for plastic soap dispensers. It is supposedly cleaner than the messy liquid soaps as well. How does it work? Just slide a regular old-fashioned bar of soap into it, push in on the handle and let the shredded shavings of soap fall into your hand. Then, wash as you normally would. It is potentially also useful for saving on soap, since it should cost less in the long run.
3. Water Reactive and Sun Reactive Dress
Rainbow Winters does not have a typical name, and it is only fitting that her fashion collection is not your typical line of clothing. Her “Rainforest” dress changes colour depending on the sunlight and water. This is like an environmental mood ring. Rather than reacting to your body’s state, this dress with sun-reactive ink can get bright and colourful when in sunlight and change to a normal solid colour indoors. If you want to be noticed in your cute mini-dress, this is the dress for you.
4. Electronic Spy Camera Shirt
ThinkGeek has tons of weird gadgets, and its Electronic Spy Camera Shirt certainly ranks near the top. The shirt actually has a picture of a spy holding a camera, but little does your mark know that there is a real camera built into it. It comes with a handheld control box that can fit in your pocket and take pictures. Just be careful where you take this and who you photograph with it.
Another cool idea from ThinkGeek is the USB Stress ball. It looks and feels like a normal red stress ball that you can squeeze every time your boss yells at you for being on Facebook, but this ball has a USB cord that connects to your computer. When you squeeze, twist, squash, or smash the ball, your computer screen will squeeze, twist, and so on, matching your motions.
6. Goatee Saver
If you thought this could not get any stranger, enter: the Goatee Saver. This is a product for men who are serious about their goatees. If you have ever had trouble shaping up the perfect goatee, GoateeSaver may be the answer to your prayers. After you are finished with it, you will have the perfect goatee, but while you are using it, you will look like something out of Silence of the Lambs. The GoateeSaver muzzle fits over the optimal goatee area and is held in place by a mouthpiece. If you ever wanted to combine BDSM with shaving, this might be exactly what you need.
Average parents put their babies in cribs that look like
cages. Intelligent parents put their babies in stasis pods. The Cencio from Intellicot is closer to the latter. With automatic rocking, an air circulation system for summer cooling, a built-in lifting system so you don’t have to bend down to pick your baby, an integrated video monitor, and a totally awesome night light,
Cencio is the baby crib of the future. If you do not mind placing your child in what looks like a washing machine, there is little doubt your baby will love it.
Straight from Japan comes an invention that is definitely designed for those attached to their computers. Since you are sitting there all the time anyway, why not keep your feet warm? With these comfy house shoes and accompanying USB cord, your feet will always be warm. Just try not to forget to detach yourself before you get up to go to the fridge.
Gadgets make the world go round, and although these gadgets are kind of out there, they are exactly what hard-working, stressed out people need. Enjoy!
Tavis J. Hampton is a freelance writer and gadget lover. He also loves affordable hosting from virtual dedicated hosting company 34SP.com.
I came across this track via my mate AM who listens to such a huge variety of music that technically I should never be at a loss to publish a fresh tune for #MM.
I’ve actually heard this song before in passing but never really ‘heard’ it before. I went to check it out because AM had posted up part of the lyrics on his FB page and I really liked it !
The emotions are so intense – and something I can completely relate to ! The entire song is based on a ‘a little crush turned into a like’. Now this is why one should either confess or completely deny their crush !
Hey, Romeo! If your killer material gets nothing more than crickets over coffee with a girl you’ve been chasing … or if you can’t even get her to go out for coffee … it’s probably time for a reality check. That’s right: There are women out there who are impervious to your limitless charm.
Too many guys are caught up in the notion that a girl’s just playing hard-to-get if she’s not showing you love. That might sometimes be the case … or, more likely, you’re delusional. In the interests of Bro Code, we at Men’s Life Today consulted someone who’d know (a woman, and in this case, a woman who’s also a relationship expert) to identify six sure-fire signs that you’re wasting your time.
1. You have a better relationship with her ringtone than with her. If the only time you can ever get this girl on the phone is when you call her -- and if she seems surprised that it’s you when she finally answers -- you’ve got a bad connection! Face it: If she doesn’t call you back -- or ever call you at all -- she’s ducking you. “If you think she’s avoiding you, tell her that the next call has to come from her,” says Dr. JoAnn Magdoff, a psychologist and relationship expert. “If she doesn’t make it, you’ll have your answer.” In other words, it’s time to lose her phone number.
2. She cuts you down with a crappy cliche. When a woman utters the universal escape clause -- “I’m just not ready to be in a relationship” -- the most literal translation is: She’s not ready to be in a relationship with you. It could be that she’s got a lot on her plate, but in most cases, if she’s not buying what you’re selling now, she won’t be shopping in your store any time soon. “If you can hang on long enough, she might turn around,” says Magdoff. “But don't hold your breath.”
3. You can't find your way onto her calendar.
It’s easier to predict the monsoon than the next time this girl will be available to go out with you. She’s either “working late,” “gotta get up early,” “gonna be out of town,” or “giving blood.” And she always asks if she can get back to you in case she works things out at the last minute. Meaning: You’re twelfth man, and you’ll only get the call if her intended opening bowler gets injured. “These are the classic signs of being a fallback option,” 
explains Magdoff. “The only way to capture her imagination is to show less interest in her.”
"If a girl really wants to see you, she will not only make the time for it, but also be waiting impatiently for you to set a date," says Ravina Rawal, a Cosmopolitan contributor and editor of youth magazine Noise Factory. “If she seems unavailable, it's because she's just not interested.”
No. 4: She talks dirty... but not about you.
When she describes her fantasy man, it doesn’t sound like anybody who might ever be remotely mistaken for you. Or even speak to you. “If she’s describing her fantasies to you, and you’re not in them,” warns Magdoff, “you need to be talking to someone else.”
No. 5: The next time she laughs at one of your jokes will be the first time.
If you think you’re the king of comedy but can’t command even a couple of laughs from your intended queen, it’s time to take your Charlie Chaplin act on the road. “If she’s not finding your humour or personality interesting, you need to ask yourself what you find alluring about her,” says Magdoff. “Don’t get into this because you like a challenge.” Face it, funny boy: You’re chasing after somebody who’s laughing at you, not with you! (Sorry, we always wanted to use that one.)
Red Flag No. 6: She keeps telling you that you are so perfect for her sister!
Sadly, this is only a good thing if she’s siblings with Vidya Balan. On the other hand, says Magdoff, “Maybe it’s not such a bad idea to meet her sister. Let’s face it, you’re not getting anywhere with this girl!”
Mike Hammer is a former editor of Maxim, editor in chief of Stuff, and head guy of Shock.
My mate AM posted this link on FaceBook and I had to share it with you all. I’ve never heard this track before today; and I really liked it.
As I play this track right now, I can’t help but think of the cheeky conversation I had with the Roadside Romeo just a little bit ago. I haven’t really heard from him since I confessed my crush; so it’s good to know that the chemistry is still there.
As I sat restlessly in the lobby of the hotel; waiting to reconnect with the charming stranger that I struck a connection with on flight; I couldn’t help but run through various scenarios in my mind. After all I am a planner – I can think of most ways something can work or go horribly wrong.
Airport Boy had initiated the first physical contact between him and I – from the hand holding to the kiss. He had suggested meeting up again; and during our sleepy text exchange even suggested spending half a day together. I was the one however to call him back when we couldn’t find a way to meet up on his 2nd day in the city and asked him if was game to meet up for breakfast or a coffee before his flight out.
My phone was still dead and getting a charge courtesy of the sweet trainee at the business center; I felt like a teenager wondering if her date would show up .. and then it struck me ..
What if … he never got the message I sent him the night before ? He had mentioned that he was giving his Sim card back. But then surely, whoever had the phone would see the message and convey it to him. Even if he didn’t get my message; since he did ask him to specify a location and time to meet – he could always call me from any phone including his international line as he had my business card.
I on the other hand – had nothing other than his FaceBook account info; his local number which he no longer had; and his email address. How was I even to attempt to get in touch with him ? A FB message seemed ridiculous (what if he didn’t have the app installed on his phone ?). He had mentioned he had an android phone – which from what I understood was just as good as a smart phone … and that’s when I decided to email him …
A short simple message letting him know that I hoped he got my message ‘cos I was waiting at the hotel and it would be great to see him .. and if he didn’t get it (which would suck), then I wish him a safe flight.
15 minutes. 30 minutes. 45 minutes. 1 hour 15 minutes go by and there is no sign of the guy. More thoughts going through my mind. What if he got really wasted at the wedding party, over slept and rushed off to catch his flight ? What if there was no land line at the place he was staying at ? What if he did get my message but ended up at the wrong hotel ?
I guess he never got my message. I couldn’t believe I had driven an hour out of my way to meet a guy (who I didn’t even know had or had not gotten my message) with no way to contact him. The two of us managed to miss our connection – whatever it was.
I suppose everything does happen for a reason ? It might have been too much to ask (or assume) that Airport Boy actually received that text message and was making his way over to meet for a quick chat before flying off. Maybe I should have just called him instead of messaging him the night before (especially since I really don’t like texting at all). I was annoyed with myself for not having done that. I just took it for granted that he ‘would’ receive the message. Damn, I could have even gone to the airport gate since I knew his flight departure time but then didn’t want to seem like a crazed stalker (which I am most definitely NOT) ..
So many if’s, but’s, could have, maybe’s … Oh well – maybe when he finds a spare moment – he will reply to my email and then I’ll know what happened that morning. Should be interesting to know his side of the story.
Have you ever crossed the city to meet someone ? Or experienced anything like this where you genuinely felt there was a connection with another person ? It felt like a blind-date (even though I’d met him before) and perhaps for a minute I even felt vulnerable at the fact that there I was, waiting, by myself in a hotel lobby looking out for a stranger to walk through the door.
As you know I came across a stranger that I connected with on flight; and we had parted ways saying we would both like to make plans to see each other somehow over the next 48 hours whilst he was still in the city.
For most of the taxi ride home, my mind sort of drifted to make head or tail of the way our interaction unfolded; and in the end I just thought ‘well everything happens for a reason’. Right ? It couldn’t have been a bad thing ! In fact it was possibly the most fun thing to happen to me. Maybe it was the universal spectrum communicating with me.
T-48 Hours
I had a ton of things to do once I got home by 12:30 – unpack; sort out a few gift items; catch up on a few days worth of emails; get back into instant work mode. It was such a jerk to my system and that too after being sleep deprived for close to 30 hours; not to mention the time zones my body had been through. I’d been on 4 flights, driven over 2500 kms in 5 days and slept less than 5 hours a night .. my body was crashing on me. By 6:30 p.m I started dozing, before which I dropped a quick note to Airport Boy, and found myself waking up by 9:30 p.m, totally disorientated. Did I want to eat (I was starving); have another shower or just stay curled up in bed ?
I think I ate something; managed the shower; fell back into bed and woke up to find my laptop had died out on me and it was just past 1 a.m according to my crackberry. Oh and Airport Boy had replied as well; ended up sending a few texts back & forth and as much as I wouldn’t have minded taking him up on the offer for a back massage (which he did suggest once again) – at 2 a.m there was no way I was gonna be able to get out of bed; drive to the suburbs and explain that to my father in the morning once I got back home !
The boy fell asleep messaging me. That was a day gone to waste. Would I get to see him the following day ?
T-24 Hours
I already knew he had a busy schedule for the first half of the day– so did I; and both of us had plans in the evening. NC had lined us up an 8 p.m meeting and he was off to a friends’ sangeet function. At about 5ish – a quick text hello & to have a good night; I got a call back.
From the sounds of the call – didn’t look like we were going to be able to meet up. He did apologize for passing out on me and then said something which struck me .. “I guess we missed our chance last night" .. and it seemed that way too. We chatted a bit more, planned to stay in touch and hung up.
I stared back at my phone thinking, ‘wait a minute – I would like to see him; he’s not 
from the city and as a planner I’m sure I can figure a way to manage this’ .. so I called him back (and he did sound a bit surprised) and told him point blank that his words got me thinking; and if he was up for it – I would be happy to pick him up in the morning and we could go for breakfast near the airport at one of the hotels and then I could drop him off’. This was a plan that could work – I knew it could – he liked the idea and agreed with me.
A few hours later, in the midst of my meeting I got a message from him telling me that he had to return the SIM card he was using; and he was moving location; but to message him the time and place for the following day and that he would be there and meet me directly. I had replied to him with a fixed time & location but perhaps an hour later when I was actually done with the meeting.
T-5 hours
I woke up early with a dozen thoughts going through my mind. Should I have called him back last night instead of the message ? Surely he would let me know if there’s a change in plans. We had discussed on the phone an approximate time to meet ~9ish at one of the airport hotels and even though he had to give his Sim card back – he could always keep my number handy (he had my business card) and call me from someone else’s phone.
My mate Addiee told me to stop thinking so much and just get myself over to the hotel and wait for him there. If he needed to get in touch with me – he would and since he hadn’t as yet – all was 
as planned. And so I made my way from Colaba to Andheri and found myself in the lobby of the ITC Grand Maratha – keeping an eye out for a complete stranger who I might not ever see again.
With my phone on the verge of dying on me (seriously the BB needs proper battery life!); the trainee at the business center came to the rescue which meant I was without a phone for 15 minutes. What if he called during that time ? So I did what anyone would do (at least I think they would do this) … perched myself on a seat in the lobby with a view of the front door and waited …
I found myself at the airport in Dubai almost panicking because I couldn’t see my scheduled flight. Not that I minded staying back but NC
would have killed me if I didn’t get on this flight.
I had been bumped off my original flight; and then the seat I had the following day was changed to a later flight – first 3 p.m, then 11 p.m, and then 3 a.m. At about 1 a.m I’m wandering around the airport trying to figure out when the hell my flight was. At about 2:30 a.m, I see the notice that the flight has been delayed further to about 5 a.m ! Not a good sign considering I’d been awake since 6 a.m that morning and getting fairly cranky and hungry too !
To make things worse – my Wifi wasn’t working. After checking with the information booth who claimed that it was definitely working – I walked back towards my gate and just to double check – asked the only non-creepy looking guy whether his Wifi was working. It was .. but no matter what I did – my laptop refused to connect.
I don’t know why – but I went back to the guy (lets refer to him as Airport Boy) to ask him if it was still working. Ended up sitting a seat away from him whilst he offered to figure out what seemed to be the problem with my laptop connection but to no avail.
We did end up chatting though – right until we boarded the flight. Funnily we were on the same row but on opposite sides; and he signals for me to come and join him. Which I do. We continue chatting away like old friends. And then, I realize that he’s oh-so-lightly stroking my hand – not quite sure how to react – I just went with the flow.
Before I know it – Airport Boy has leaned over, cupped the side of my face and kissed me. Now that’s one way of shutting me up !! (I’ve been told that I can talk … a lot) It wasn’t an aggressive kiss, far from that – borderline gentle but completely in control. He did mention that his plan was to get the two of us banned from the airline so we would never have to face such awful flight delays again !! (but seriously I don’t mind a flight delay if the benefits involve impromptu kisses from a cute stranger)
We continue chatting as if this is all quite the norm and are decidedly quite comfortable with one another. I like that in a man – confidence, sharp and a sense of humour. I also liked the fact that I didn’t have to do anything other than initiate the first bit of conversation. The feeling of knowing someone is showing an obvious interest and actually doing something about it … now that’s flattering. (compared to some of the crazy men I’ve met over the past 3 years – this was refreshing!)
Of course the surreal flight has to come to an end – but luckily his charm didn’t flat line once we landed and got out towards immigration. For the first time, I was grateful for luggage delays and between a few quick hugs and some playful cheek punches – the two of us managed to find our way to the taxi stand for the inevitable goodbye.
So there we were – two strangers who found some sort of a connection on a flight – trying to figure out a way to meet again. He had 2 days in the city before flying back out – and I had work to do – yet the two of us seemed to ‘want’ to find a way to meet again. Numbers were exchanged; tentative plans were made – a parting hug, a quick kiss and we were both on our separate paths.
On my ride home – I thought about what had happened over the past few hours and couldn’t quite believe it. It made me smile and I liked that. I knew I’d like to see him again – if anything for the great company (although there could be the chance that he might just blank me out) – but its just one date (kinda) – no harm in asking / following through right ?
Has that happened to you ? Ever meet someone in the most unexpected place and just ‘click’ at some level or the other ? It still feels quite surreal when I think about it … I mean, really – that actually happened …
I came across this link via my mate Jack from Brooklyn and had to share it with you all.
Via: Medical Insurance
Have you ever managed any of the above injuries? Carpet burns, and a cricked neck – yes for me; and other than knocking down chairs, vases, glasses nothing major in the breakage department =P And as for the dangerous spots … hmmm … if the car is moving; then yeah maybe you want to avoid that !
What item would you have broken the most during any of your sexual encounters ? And what would you consider the most dangerous place to get some nookie ?
Now smile – cos you know the image above made you smile and think back to all the good times you had here, there and everywhere !
Music. A form of expression that everyone can relate to in some way or another. Over the past few months I’ve been participating (whenever I can) in something called ‘Music Mondays’ – a meme – where bloggers share their favourite music.
It’s been pretty cool for me as it’s given me the chance to not only share some of my fave tunes with all of those checking into my blog; but also given me an insight into a few other genres of music (via other bloggers) that I may not necessarily hear or listen to on a day-to-day basis.
Some of the tunes have really left an impression on me – and I have voiced that in the individual blog posts. I’d love to hear your thoughts in the form of comments on the original posts.
So without further adieu, here is the Diva’s Top 40 Tunes !
