Post by Lucas on Feb 26, 2005 22:53:33 GMT -5
It's strange how things happen. You trudge through the lanes of life. A burden of mundaneness and normalcy on your shoulders. Suddenly, out of nowhere, a love enters your world and effects your life. It's in such a way that you know...you just know it's for the better. A way that is unique and almost uncommunicable.
Think of some romantic fable; the types that have cliched lines like "...And there will be a knight in his shining armor. His journey is one that wil end at the spot before your feet." I think I found my knight.
When you think how love develops or at least how people expect it to it is strange, or it was once at least, to think that this romance came not from some busy intersection of life like my place of work or a busy italian resterraunt. I found love online.
My name is Melissa and his is Andrew. I was passing the time of day on a chat server called MIRC. As is usually the case when you're a woman online (and not a fake one!) guys were bombarding me with private messages wanting answers to their stupid, and occassionally, intrusive questions. (There is a fascination with a woman's bra size that makes my head shake in dismay in thoughts of the future for the male species.)
One question in particular caught my attention: "Good evening. How are you doing this fine night?".
I was, of course, stunned. It was almost like I was an actual person.
I looked to see who messaged me and his handle was POLICEMAN. I am no exception to the many women who have something for a man in unform. It's something about the bravery and courageness that they do with little or no thanks from a jaded public. I told him how much I admired and respected people in his posistion.
"That's all we ever ask for."
We just took off from there and we chatted for hat seemed like hours. Eventually he got to a point where he asked for my telephone number. He wanted to call me.
Waiting for him to call I felt a mixture of anxiety and a sense of bewilderment. For heaven's sake this was something that I had never done before. He was a complete stranger and here I was waiting with mixed feelings to talk with a man I had never known before these last few hours.
He called and to cut a long story short, we just took off. After that he called me twice a day. He now tells me that during those days his telephone bills dramatically shot up. The poor sweetheart lived in another city at the time and had to call me long distance! Well after having talked for three or four days I was casually chatting with him when I said that I have this special protective feeling towards him. The kind you feel for a brother you have never had. And that --to my surprise, just blew the lid off him. I still quite remember how he curtly responded "I have one sister and I am grateful to god for her, I don't need anymore, thank you!"
I was shell shocked. I just failed to fathom what exactly had I said to him to expect THAT sort of response. I conveyed my thoughts to him and he said that right then at that moment he wanted to talk to me urgently. There was something that he desperately wanted me to know. I was confused. The turn of affairs was baffling me. He called and guess what he said.
In plain and simple, short and painfully straightforward words he told me that he loved me. And you know what?
I laughed. Not at him. At the sheer stupidity of the moment. The whole concept of internet love and all was something I looked at with serious contempt before. I just could not fancy the whole idea of two strangers falling in love without even knowing who it was they were falling in love with.
I asked him that neither had he seen me nor did he know the real person I was. My sweetheart was quite unfazed.
He retorted "So what? I will know now."
That was it. So simple and plain for him him to say. I was evasive. I needed a little time to sort out my thoughts.
After that day we talked as usual and after seven days he came down to meet me. Unil then I was in love with this splendid , handsome and extremely courteous police officer.
When we first met, to be honest, not one person alive could claim that it was our first meeting. We were old buddies. Longtime sweethearts. That's how others perceived us. That was the first time we met and so far we haven't left each other's side.
Think of some romantic fable; the types that have cliched lines like "...And there will be a knight in his shining armor. His journey is one that wil end at the spot before your feet." I think I found my knight.
When you think how love develops or at least how people expect it to it is strange, or it was once at least, to think that this romance came not from some busy intersection of life like my place of work or a busy italian resterraunt. I found love online.
My name is Melissa and his is Andrew. I was passing the time of day on a chat server called MIRC. As is usually the case when you're a woman online (and not a fake one!) guys were bombarding me with private messages wanting answers to their stupid, and occassionally, intrusive questions. (There is a fascination with a woman's bra size that makes my head shake in dismay in thoughts of the future for the male species.)
One question in particular caught my attention: "Good evening. How are you doing this fine night?".
I was, of course, stunned. It was almost like I was an actual person.
I looked to see who messaged me and his handle was POLICEMAN. I am no exception to the many women who have something for a man in unform. It's something about the bravery and courageness that they do with little or no thanks from a jaded public. I told him how much I admired and respected people in his posistion.
"That's all we ever ask for."
We just took off from there and we chatted for hat seemed like hours. Eventually he got to a point where he asked for my telephone number. He wanted to call me.
Waiting for him to call I felt a mixture of anxiety and a sense of bewilderment. For heaven's sake this was something that I had never done before. He was a complete stranger and here I was waiting with mixed feelings to talk with a man I had never known before these last few hours.
He called and to cut a long story short, we just took off. After that he called me twice a day. He now tells me that during those days his telephone bills dramatically shot up. The poor sweetheart lived in another city at the time and had to call me long distance! Well after having talked for three or four days I was casually chatting with him when I said that I have this special protective feeling towards him. The kind you feel for a brother you have never had. And that --to my surprise, just blew the lid off him. I still quite remember how he curtly responded "I have one sister and I am grateful to god for her, I don't need anymore, thank you!"
I was shell shocked. I just failed to fathom what exactly had I said to him to expect THAT sort of response. I conveyed my thoughts to him and he said that right then at that moment he wanted to talk to me urgently. There was something that he desperately wanted me to know. I was confused. The turn of affairs was baffling me. He called and guess what he said.
In plain and simple, short and painfully straightforward words he told me that he loved me. And you know what?
I laughed. Not at him. At the sheer stupidity of the moment. The whole concept of internet love and all was something I looked at with serious contempt before. I just could not fancy the whole idea of two strangers falling in love without even knowing who it was they were falling in love with.
I asked him that neither had he seen me nor did he know the real person I was. My sweetheart was quite unfazed.
He retorted "So what? I will know now."
That was it. So simple and plain for him him to say. I was evasive. I needed a little time to sort out my thoughts.
After that day we talked as usual and after seven days he came down to meet me. Unil then I was in love with this splendid , handsome and extremely courteous police officer.
When we first met, to be honest, not one person alive could claim that it was our first meeting. We were old buddies. Longtime sweethearts. That's how others perceived us. That was the first time we met and so far we haven't left each other's side.