A dialogue with @Unclesam
Early in 2003, I was fresh out of college and into my first job. When travelling between home and office in the amazing Mumbai locals I would often see an absolute beauty. I was enamored by her. She's a total stranger and there's no way in the world that I'd ever get to be with her. I could only keep my fingers crossed hoping that God will smile upon me and let lose a miracle. Or else I can take charge and just go talk to her. Now she's the stunner who must be used to guys hitting on her left, right, top and bottom most of them being jerks who creep her out. It's not going to be easy. Couple of months passed by and I always imagined approaching her in one way or the other but never could ever muster courage to even look straight at her. Several times I walked towards her with an opening line rehearsed in my mind but instead walked straight past her or turned around. Then one day I saw her waiting on the platform for the train and mustered enough courage to speak to her.
"Hi", I fumbled rather abruptly and surprised her. "I've often seem you around" I continued, my breath was shallow, my hands were shaking and so was my voice, "I was wondering if we could get to know each other more". "Sorry, I am not interested", she replied turning her face away. "Ok, I respect that", I said and quickly walked away hoping that she's not had a chance to have a good look at my face and wouldn't recognize me if we ever come face to face again. I tried a direct approach that was never going to work and failed miserably. Perhaps I would have come across a loser or a jerk to her. But nonetheless I was happy that I made an attempt to turn my dreams into reality, that I overcame one of the greatest fears known to men and spoke with dignity to a hot girl without any context or prelude.
Let's fast forward to 2018. I have grown up as a man. I now have far more experience dealing with women. On an idle weekday afternoon, I am seated alone in the food court of a mega mall and I see this young girl dressed in a backless short dress. She's a Gen-X chick and I won't be surprised if she turns out to be 20 years younger than me. She was all by herself pulling along a big stylish travel case. I wouldn't have paid much notice to her in an airport, but on here she invoked a platonic interest in me. Before I was ready to get up and leave I decided to approach her. After all these years and tons of experience it's still not an easy task. After all I am a gentleman who's not used to embarrassment. What if she takes me to be a punter and accuses me of harassing her in public? My heart raced faster and faster as I moved closer to her, a part of me wanting to abandon this useless quest and run away. I steadied my breath and stood next to her. She raised her head with a question in her eyes. "Hey there", I said raising my hands up in defense, "I am not here to bother you in any way whatsoever but if you don't mind I would like to talk to you for a couple of minutes". "What?" she muttered, unsure how to respond to this unexpected event. "Well, you see, I am a story teller. As in, I like to pen down real life stories", I took the chair opposite her and she smirked a little still uncertain how to respond. "Usually when I am in a public place like this I like to see people, read them, guess what's going on with them", I continued, "It's usually quite straight forward but YOUโฆ" she was a little taken aback at this direct reference, "You are a bit of a mystery. I mean a young girl, all dolled up, alone with a suitcaseโฆ there's got to be a story behind it. If you don't mind telling your story to a complete stranger, I would love to hear it and then I'll just walk away." I was not sure how much she grasped out of all that. She was caught on the back foot being all young and naive. I never got her story, but we chatted a while more and it was nice having that moment with her. Perhaps she'll remember me when she's oldโฆ or maybe not.
Now
@devilszone06 has given pointers to some clubs and cafรฉ where you can find wannabe movie stars or soap opera stars. Let's say you go to one of these cafe' and you spot a lovely lassie. What would you do? This is not a place where a bundle of cash pulls in all the hot girls to your table. Will you approach her and initiate a dialogue? Let's say you smile at her and, for the sake of keeping things easy, she smiles back. Let's say you are done saying "Hi" to one another... what then? How would you play your game uncle Sam? How do you get her where you want her? Will the great Uncle Sam, the king of DBs, get all sweaty hands approaching a stranger in a public place? Go on Sam, experience the nervousness; feel alive one more timeโฆ get out of your agayatwas.
Cheers!
Another dialogue with @Anglo Yes bro. We do have a good deal in common. I noticed that long back.
Cheers!
-DH