Game Over

You have the right to remain silent. But, It’d would be cooler if you tell them that you like them.

“So, she is sweet, she is soft, she is intelligent, she is dedicated to her work, she is cute, she is good looking… what more do you want. Meet her, at least be friends with her and see if something clicks. There is no harm in trying. Game on!” he said “Game on” I added.

A few months back…

I was new in this town, willing to make an impact with my work and show the world that I have arrived. I attended many events, conferences and seminars. I went to talk about my professional life, about my business, about my venture but not at all about my personal life. The purpose was to make many people know about my work and my company. Like any Entrepreneur work is the first, the last and the only priority for me. And I was on track keeping my business in focus at these events, except this one ‘social media conference’. The topics included in discussions were social media sites, social networking and blogging. I unknowingly spoke about my blog and the stories I write. This was nothing to do with my work and I had just shared it with room full of audience.

Post such events I usually get to talk to people who are interested in my work, my business, my company. This one was different. A few people actually came upto me to talk about my blog. Amongst them was this cute girl. She and her friend were actually the firsts with whom I discussed my writing. A part of me wanted to talk to her for long about her life about my life and such. But the Entrepreneur in me was on the watch. Focus is the key ingredient for any success and my focus is on my work so I didn’t actually interact with them on a very keen level. She and her friend told me that they were into different arenas of ITes and this stuck a cord as this was what I could relate to with my work. We exchanged numbers, twitter Ids and parted.

She followed me on twitter and I followed her back in a couple of days. We didn’t interact though. A couple of months passed.

In these two months we might have replied to one or other tweet and that’s all. I was on my work spree and was only thinking about work. I had an idea to bundle up some services for my clients and cross sell some other people as well along with my services and products. She crossed my mind as she was into services ancillary to my work. Even though she had her job, I thought of meeting her to discuss if she was up for some freelance work. So I sent her a message on twitter and she agreed to meet.

Next weekend I was waiting for her to come at CCD, she was already late so I thought of calling her. To my surprise her phone was not reachable. I thought that’s it, no point meeting her, she is not serious about this and such attitude may come to hurt even my work and business in long run. I was about leave when I received a message from her explaining that there was some confusion about our meeting time. May be I didn’t convey the time properly or she didn’t get it. Nevertheless she was on her way so I waited for some more time. She didn’t come alone though, her friend from the previous meet also accompanied her. It was good for me as she also was into related services and she can also be a part of what I was planning. Next hour or so we talked about the work and we parted with plans to communicate further on the progress of the idea.

A few more months later when my work was going on a smooth track and I was on in less strenuous phase, one of friends said “You have been meeting so many people over last few months, haven’t you met a single girl you could like ?” And this got me thinking. My mind raced through all the people I had met. Since during all these meetings all I thought about was work I never looked at anyone from likeability perspective. I kept thinking and thinking till I remembered her.

This girl was sweet. She was exactly what a girl should be like – proud yet humble, strong yet sensitive, independent yet caring. She was very keen about her work and career. Add to that her looks. She was amazingly beautiful, white as a rabbit, even soft as one. Wow yaar! why didn’t I think of this before. Well may be because you can’t think of falling in love, you just do. I told my friend about her and also said that since I didn’t get that feel about her when I met her; guess I will let it go. After all you can’t force someone to like you and can’t even force yourself into liking someone.

But my friend convinced me otherwise. “Game on” he said. “Game on” I added.

I have read all her tweets since the time we connected on twitter. She mostly tweets related to her work. Seldom do I see any personal tweet from her. I thought of sending her a message on twitter and ask her to meet at a more social and non-work pretext. But as I checked her twitter page I came across a tweet and the subsequent conversation.

 @thatcutegirl:  Start your weekend with a Smile!! : )

— @herboyfriend: it ended with one also : ) best one of my life with my life : )

@thatcutegirl:  Love u : )

— @herboyfriend: love u lots :*

@thatcutegirl:  :* :* :*

 Game Over !