Forgotten Conversations

(The conversations are real, as told by people to me. The names have been changed for anonymity. I’ve used my name instead of the guy’s real name.)

Premise:
Office environment. A guy being intimidated by a girl so much so that you limit your conversations with her. (Honestly, she was way out of my league.)

Shunky: Hey Guys! (Looks at Sonali, she’s pretty and she carries herself well in her grey and navy blue two piece office attire.)
Hey Sonali!
(He makes eye contact with her and after a second or so moves on feeling intimidated.)

Sonali: Hi!

Shunky: (Begins talking, thinking, I’m sure she won’t notice me.)
So did you guys hear about the new manager. He seems weird. You know, Saira is serving her notice period.
The other day he wanted to stop Saira from leaving her job. He asks her,”Why are you quitting?” (He notices that Sonali is looking at him and listening.)
She said her parents are looking for a prospective guy for marriage and she’d like to go back to her home town, Agra and spend time with them before she’s married. He says, “Now a days you have matrimonial sites, why don’t you stay back and I’ll look for a groom for you.”

(Watches as all laugh, Sonali begins laughing too)

A few days later during the day when heading towards the office cabs.

Sonali: Hi Shunky.
Shunky: Hey! How’s it, going? (Be cool man, be cool)
Sonali: You know, when you come around our desk, it’s so much fun.
We laugh. You’re a funny guy.
Shunky: (Awkward smile) Thank you.
Sonali: So what plans for the evening?
Shunky: I haven’t been to Koramangla. I was thinking of going there. Do you know any nice places I can see.
Sonali: Sure give me your number, I’ll text you a few places, that you can check. What time are you going?
Shunky: At 6, perhaps. (I can’t believe she asked for my number)
Sonali: Alright, bye.
Shunky at home – Sonali texts, Atta Galatta and Ice and Spice are nice places. Text me once you’re in Koramangla and I’l guide you if you want.
Shunky thinks to himself that it was nice of her to tell me places.

Shunky texts – “At Sony World signal going to Truffles. Thank you.”)
Sonali – “Wait at Sony World, next to Au Bon Pain, I’ll be there in a few minutes”
Shunky – “Okay” (Heart starts beating faster, walks back and forth, thinking, I should have been better dressed. How am I supposed to know this was going to be a date?)

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Apparently this was how the guy dressed up. Wouldn’t you agree, had the guy known, he could have dressed much better.

Shunky and Sonali reach Truffles.

Shunky: I must be honest, I did not think you’d join me. It’s much better than going to a place alone.
Sonali: I enjoy your company and you’re fun to be around.

Over the next 2 hours Shunky and Sonali, laugh and talk and become friendly and she puts it across humorously that she is 4 years elder to him. They decide to walk. He begins walking her back and they’re laughing and having a good time till they reach her lane.

Sonali: This is it. Here is where my house is.
Shunky: I had an great time. Thank you for this. (Gives her an awkward hug, sideways and says, see you tomorrow at the office?)
Sonali: Er. Yes, sure.

(Shunky begins walking back and wonders if he should have hugged her, or done something more. Agh!)

Sonali – “I thought, I would get a longer hug.”
Shunky – “Come back. I am missing that hug too.”

They meet again. They hug and it feels nice.
Shunky: Let me walk you back home.
Sonali: Thank you.

When they reach home, she’s standing quite close to him. His heart is pounding so hard, it feels like it is going jump out, sometime soon.

Sonali: Are you going to kiss me?
Shunky: I was thinking about it and was wondering if you’d get offended.
Sonali: And…
Shunky: Forgive me for.. (Kisses her.)

She grabs his hand, begins walking towards a dark lane. She kisses him. His heart is pounding so hard that she stops and says “Relax!, It’s okay!”
He can’t believe the girl he thought was out of his reach is now in front of him, kissing him.

She has a tiny mole on her face.

Shunky: I can’t believe I’m kissing you. I am so intimidated by you. (Touches her mole.) I can’t believe I’m touching your mole.

They kiss and wish each other good night.

It could have been worse…

 

1000697_10151687303124334_1057061257_nI used to teach dance to kids during after-hours in college. It used to get late. Sometimes, the last bus would leave without me. I had hitch a ride back home or walk for 5 km. I chose to ask for a lift most of the times. I had just danced for 4 hours. I was starting to lose weight.

This one time, a middle age man stopped to help me. I got on his bike and we started talking. Over the next few minutes I gathered he is a relative of close friend of my Dad. I began to talk for the rest of the ride. By the time we reached the place where I live he knew that I had to take a bus the next morning, to which he added that he is also travelling to my home town and the fact that my brother and my cousin who live with me were not in town.

He offered to drop me to the bus stop the next morning. I had my bag packed that I would take and go home. We had dinner and I thanked him for being nice. After a hearty meal we went to his place. He in fact shared a few stories of Dad and his cousin.

He wished me Good Night and went to bed. I was reading a book and soon enough I dozed off to bed too. A while later I felt his moustache against my cheek. I couldn’t move. I froze. I couldn’t believe how stupid I had got to have trusted a stranger. He began to move his leg over me and whispered, I’ve had a few drinks and I’m sorry. I should have made a move but I only remember being very scared. He went on. He went down on me and it reached a point where I had to snap and get up. I remember thinking, I can’t get up beyond this point. It’s now or never. I did. Before he could say anything I remember rushing to the bathroom. I cried. I cried, a lot. I was abusing myself for being naive.

I saw his toothbrush and began scrapping his toilet with it. I kept it back. I gathered courage, stepped out the bathroom and said, “You stay away from me.”
I picked my bag and ran. I reached the main road and I sat down and I cried again. Did I just get molested? Was I stupid enough to not stop it? Did I mention that he kissed me? I felt like I couldn’t go any lower.

I told my parents. I was afraid to tell my brother. I couldn’t tell my brother because I felt most stupid in front of him.
My parents told my brother. He walked up to me, asked me for this person’s house and marched right in with me and my cousin, Sujay. At this point I must add Sujay is over 6 feet tall and me and brother stand at 5′ 5″.
He began hitting this man. It didn’t occur to me until later that I could have been in condition that was far worse than I was in. I felt glad that my brother stood up and kept hitting this man. This middle aged man who was apologising. I could only feel disgust.
That day my brother was taller than my cousin.
I guess all I’m trying to say is, I was naive and I wished I was more careful in trusting someone but more importantly and Thank you Tarun Chugani for making it easy for me to not let this episode become a big part of my life.

(PS :- Sujay Mehbubani, the other guy also kicked his ass)

 

Questions in mind about Sex

What is the right age to lose your virginity?
Does fate have a hand in deciding when it happens?
Is sex only for reproduction?
Why do condoms exist if sex is only for reproduction?
How many orgasms have you had and how many children do you have?
How early is too early for sex?
How do you talk to your parents about sex without making it awkward and causing harm to the family name?
If you refrain from indulging in sexual activity, why do you get wet dreams?
If having sex before marriage is a crime, shouldn’t that be a crime even after divorce?
If you marry 3 times in one lifetime and have sex with three different people, is that all right?
Do your grand parents have a story of getting married in their teens as well?
Why didn’t our parents get married during their teenage?
Why don’t they use the term, ‘the couple’ is pregnant?
Doesn’t an act of getting pregnant require two people?
Why do we hit puberty at our teens and not get married as soon as we hit puberty?
Why isn’t a man’s virginity ever questioned?
Should you consider getting married so that you can constantly have sex?
Is there a hormonal effect if you curb your desire to have sex?
Was it just me or at teenage, you get a hard on randomly and it was embarrassing?
How do you make a hard on disappear, until you’re married because sex before marriage should be unheard of?
If it isn’t healthy, why are you looked down upon if you’re seen having a hard on?
Did you know about wet dreams?
Did you know about ejaculation?
For people who don’t sleep facing upwards, does it harm your health to get wet dreams?
How do you stop from getting wet dreams, without engaging in sexual activity or masturbating?
Do you know anyone who has managed to do it?
Is it okay to expect a virgin bride when the man’s not a virgin?
Is it okay to not ejaculate?
Did I read somewhere that it might cause prostate cancer?
Should you work hard and get married in your early twenties just so you save yourself from Prostate Cancer?
If you are not in the mind set to get married, then aren’t you getting married at the wrong time of your life?
If you are not ready, and I’m not talking about procrastination, to bring a child into this world and you do, are’t you making a messed up child for the future generation?
Who decides what is the right mind frame of marriage?
Why should you not settle down with a life partner at the age of 18 like Grandpa did? (umm I did not mean that joke)
What is erectile dysfunction?
Did people masturbate 3000 years before?
Does biology of human body depend on the faith that we follow?
Is it possible to train your endocrine system that is made up of glands and hormones to not disturb you with sexual desires?
Is there such a thing called, sexual frustration?
If you keep getting sexually frustrated and neglect it then aren’t you getting just more sexually frustrated?
What do you know about Hysteria?
Aren’t individuals different from one another and have different patterns?
Does that mean some people have been ejaculating from their early teens?
Am I asking too many questions?
Okay?
Are you ashamed?
Are you mad at me?
Do you regret knowing that my mind has these questions about Sex?