Rant & Raves

It was during a business trip to Singapore that I met her.

A colleague whom based in Singapore invited me for dinner at China Jump (now defunct) and it was a calm night, with the moon shinning above us quietly. We had our sandwiches and beer, and there was this table of girls sitting near us. We did not pay much attention to them in the first place, concentrating on the issues at hand, like work, food, and beer.

China Jump is a place where they serve food from 6pm to 9pm, and after 10pm the indoor will become a clubbing area whereas outside will still serve food.

Then I saw her. The girls that were sitting near us finished their food and drinks, and they got up and walked into China Jump at 9:30pm. While they were walking in, I saw the big eyes looking at me, and I looked back at those big eyes. Those eyes were big, crystal clear and have an unexplainable aura in it. My heart skipped a beat and my breath was stopped for few seconds when I saw those eyes, and under her mesmerizing stare, the place seemed to be asleep and dreaming, rendered in the silver-and-black palette of most dreams, every object as insubstantial as smoke.

Without knowing how, I was inside China Jump as well. After ordering our drinks, there I saw her again, standing with her group of friends near the bar area, wearing a black spaghetti tube with white dot marking, her hair flowing like Turkish silk and then, she turned back, and stared at me. Her stare was like a ray of sunlight in the dark dessert, piercing right into my inner soul, warming my hands and legs, and then, she smiled at me.

I was stumped.

I had had experiences with women, and certainly I am not the shy type, but under the mesmerizing eyes and the warming smile, I was stumped, and I didn’t know what to say or what to do. All I could do was trying not to look stupid or clumsy while looking at her, and smiled back.

Then, her friends pulled her to another side of the area whereas my colleague pulled me to the bar area, and I was clearly disappointed. I have to entertain the colleague but my heart was clearly over to the other side. I tried to peek but she was nowhere to be found.

While talking to the colleague, and ordering drinks at the bar, I working on getting my courage to walk over to her, and planning on ways to introduce myself without sounding too desperate and stupid. Suddenly I felt a hand patting on my shoulder, and I looked back. There she was, standing behind me, smiling at me.

My knee grew weak, and my colleague was saying something, which I could not hear, and I just looked back. She extended her hand, and I held her hand into mine. Her skin texture was soft and smooth, and the handshake was the first contact we ever had.

We introduced ourselves, and I got so nervous that I was acting like a complete idiot. I tried to order drinks for her (actually it was more for myself as I needed the alcohol to calm my nerves) and yet it turned out the bartender was giving me a few pieces of napkins. Then she laughed. That was the first time I heard her laughter, and it was like a bell in the middle of a field, clear and attractive.

She invited my colleague and me to her group of friends, and we agreed. For me, I was mesmerized by her and I would follow her to wherever she goes, and for my colleague, it was more for the purpose of the 3 girls in her group. We performed the formal introduction, and then I kept looking at her and dancing near her, whereas she danced near me.

The timing was good, and everything was going well. Except one thing.

A girl came out from nowhere, hugged me and introduced herself. I was stunned and I was screaming inside, “Oh come on! I am trying to pick up a girl and you are here hugging me and trying to pick me up? There goes the first impression….” Then the girl pulled me behind her while she was giving me the erotic butt-smooching-your-tool dance, rubbing and grabbing my hands and guided them to explore her body.

I turned and looked at those eyes. She looked back and laughed. After only a brief moment, I struggled and escape from the octopus where gentle massaging my ego. Yes, it was a nice compliment but it came at the wrong time.

Then, her friend was getting in my way as well. This girl was talking to me, and playing with her hair. Yes, the signs all pointed to “Flirt with Me!” but my concentration was like a bull charging towards the red flag. I brushed her friends off with ease and proceeded to pursue my target. Those big crystal clear eyes.

Finally we had some time for ourselves, talking, dancing, all in good manners. But the time flew by with speed and without waiting for us, and it was time for goodbyes.

Yes, this is our first encounter.