A meeting..

His deep elaborate voice was filling the board room..his long hands sometimes stretching to point something on the screen or sometimes casually running through his hair and I caught my boss grinning at me..I sat perfectly still just concentrating on his voice and it wasn't all that hard since the essence of the discussion was rather interesting..but I could see the effect he had on my client. In my head i made a face and shook my head in disapproval while keeping my face perfectly blank. he was of course being himself. I could see that. He was using his aura to get to my client..he had already impressed my boss and my boss urged me to see him for his professional self and I chose indifference.

Earlier that afternoon we had picked him and his colleague from their office. we admitted we had met before when my boss introduced us, and I recalled it was one and half years ago but I just nodded and said nothing.

I had met him first when my one of my closest friends introduced us who wanted his help with something and he wanted a comic collection which she knew I had.

At the time , I was on the brink of hurting myself. I was a wreck. I was a heart broken wreck. I had been betrayed and destroyed.

And he had become my rebound guy.

The thing about a rebound I now think is that you never really see the other person for who they are. You are just comforted and it is that one feeling that keeps you together. Of course it helped that he was adorable.

But he left. he left the country for work and never kept in touch.

and I , the fool , waited for closure, ( have you noticed how hard it is to move on without proper closure?? ) which didn't come for a long time.

I hated him for the ending but he had saved me thus making further hatred not so possible.

and I sat across him yesterday and went through with that meeting and both of us never said anything to each other. I think we both had that 'I don't know you so don't mess with me ' attitude going on.

In retrospective, I think the whole thing was rather silly.

It was a long time ago. We never had real feelings for each other but the little time we did spend with each other was good. And we knew each other. so why the pretence? why couldn't we just talk like normal two people who had met after a long time? In an ideal world in an ideal time i think I would have. no wait. even now I can do that. this is too small a place, too short a life not to, don't you think?