Pole Dancer

So people often ask me as to why I am not a big fan of texting as apparently, it is the millennial way of conversing.  Let me point out a few issues associated with it. Firstly, texting is more time-consuming. In the same duration of time, I can know a lot more. Secondly, in the dating context, texting increases the lead time, which makes it harder to figure out whether it is worth the effort. Our time in this world is limited, the people aren't. Thirdly, it is quite sporadic. I mean, if I have sent a text to someone and got a reply after a few hours, for those few hours my concentration would be in some disarray. I won't be able to focus on other tasks with complete attention. That is, texting never gives closure. But one might argue, if someone says goodbye that means the end, but no, especially in the Indian cultural context. This brings me to the fourth issue; texting is quite stoic. There is scientific research done on this. It says that in a stressful situation talking to someone about it in person and touch including hugs leads to release of oxytocin which helps but in case of texting it doesn't happen. Also, if someone says 'goodbye', it could be a typical goodbye, or a sarcastic goodbye, or a sardonic goodbye, or a suspicious goodbye. The tonality can change the entire context. But the biggest reason is that I almost lost my life because of texting (to know more, refer http://howididnotmeetthemother.blogspot.in/2018/04/about-me.html). 

Anyway, coming to the muse of the blog post. It was a Friday evening post work, I decided to head to a bar near my place; that's where I met her. She was standing in the smoking area (less volume) with another girl. Other than the fact that I instantly fell for her hazle complexioned beautiful body, I actually found her pants quite cool. So I approached with that opening line. I knew that someone like her would be getting compliments about gorgeous looks from every other guy. It worked, and as we were talking, I asked her what she does for a living. She said, "I am a pole dancer". Although I have never seen a pole dancer, with her acrobatic looks, I didn't doubt it even for a second. My eyes immediately pictured her next to a pole moving gracefully in a schoolgirl outfit. Anyway, as she was with her friend so we exchanged numbers and bid goodbye.

Following the six-hour rule, I texted her next morning that it was great running into her. As I am not into texting so I called her up after her reply. As it turns out, pole dancing is her passion and as a matter of fact, she goes for circus acrobat classes too. She is into human rights activism, especially for the LGBT community.  I said that I don't believe that she can do pole dancing. I told her that I have a pole and invited her over to prove me wrong. She accepted the challenge.

She came in an hour or so. We talked for a bit over drinks, she seemed like a lot of fun. I mean she is quite quick-witted, smart and also amusing.Also, she proved me wrong. She can do pole dance really well, the way she moved her body was sensuous, to say the least. We ended up watching a new web series on TV in a bit while having food.Time with her just flew away, and she had her meeting but I just didn't want her to leave.

So is this it? Have I finally found love? Well, a small tweak. I said that she was with a girl the night I first met her. That girl wasn't her friend, she was her date. She is bisexual, one of the reasons she is fighting for LGBT rights in India. Also, she falls in love with just women, not men. By the way, I don't have a pole at my place.

Later
Sidhant