We both reached restaurant on time.
The waiter came to our table with a menu. I ordered sev
puri and strawberry juice, whereas Rubina ordered just a
glass of orange juice.
I said, “North Indian recipes are delicious here. You
should try it.”
“No, I had a heavy lunch.”
There was pin drop silence for some time. That usually
happens during the first date. Rubina did not attempt to
make friendly conversation. Maybe she was thinking that I
was not a good match for her.
Nevertheless, I refused to give up and tried my best to
strike a bond of friendship with her.
“What is your plan?” I asked.
She gazed towards me and I said, “I mean…future plans…”
She stammered, “Well…my plans…”
She took a long pause and then continued, “I wanted to
prepare for CAT exams, but my parents are seriously looking
for a guy for me.”
That was an interesting topic to discuss.
“You don’t want to get married now?” It was a prompt
She explained, “It is not that I do not want to get married
now. It’s just that my expectations about a guy and my
parents’ expectations for the same hardly match.”
I was curious to know about her preferences. I wanted to
make sure whether I was on the list or not.
“What are your expectations? I hope you don’t mind
sharing it with me,” I said.
She said, “I am looking for someone who is handsome
and smart, someone who is settled in the U.S., and someone
who travels the world.” My heartbeat stopped for a moment
because I was nowhere on the list. I understood that she was
ambitious and that is not a bad quality at all.
“What about your parents?”
She took a sip of juice and continued, “They just want me
to get married.”
She continued, “I am fed-up of looking at matrimonial
profiles. I have already rejected more than a 100 profiles till
I agree that she was a beautiful girl with a decent job but
she was not someone who could reject all those proposals
that came her way. I think this is the problem with some
girls who crack IT jobs. A couple of idiots like me propose
to them, and then they start imagining themselves as the
‘daughters of Prince Charles’.
When I was trying to understand more about her, she
cross-questioned me, “What do you do on weekends?”
“Sleep,” I laughed.
She replied quickly. “You don’t party?” It was as if she
wanted to say, “Oh God! Don’t you brush your teeth on
Although I understood her question, yet I pretended not
to and asked, “Partying?”
“Yes, Going to pubs and discos. I love to party.”
“I have been to a pub with my friends. But I did not like
that experience very much.”
For a moment, I thought about my mother. Mom would
faint if she came to know that her daughter-in-law goes to
pubs. Perhaps Rubina was trying to convey that she was not
interested in me. I just waited for the bill.
I realized that Rubina was not the kind of girl whom I had
carried along with me in my heart since childhood. Also,
from this little conversation, I could easily tell that she was a
bit arrogant and had an attitude problem. I remembered an
old saying that ‘every rose has its thorn’.
So, my first date with Rubina was a big disaster.
My True Angel