Love in a Department Store…
I’ll be the first to admit that I’m a romantic at heart, and can be slightly emotional too. So I love the thought of being bought flowers, cards and chocolates, going on long walks and watching the sun set.
However, life has taught me I shouldn’t wear my heart on my sleeve because it only leaves me vulnerable and easily disappointed when feelings are not reciprocated. And as such, I’ve been trying to fine-tune my emotions in such a way that I don’t lock people out, but also not let them come too close too soon. I must say it has been a hard balancing act, and there are some times I’m glad that my heart doesn’t flutter at the smallest compliment.
Marriage, to me, is a sacred bond between two people, and at it’s foundation a couple should at least know one another relatively well. So you can imagine my dismay yesterday when a guy in Tawheed wa Nour (Egypt’s version of Argos) declared – in Arabic – his overwhelming love for me! I blushed with embarrassment at his attempt to get my number, and noticed he kept on pointing at my left hand, to indicate there was no sign of me already being taken.
While I commend him for being brave enough to put his heart on the line, I was really quite sad that he had cheapened the sanctity and beauty of marriage to a speed-dating fiasco where he expected me to say yes there and then. And when it comes down to the crunch, he didn’t know me in the least, and based this so-called ‘love’ purely on what his eyes could see (which isn’t much, I assure you!). He never took into account that we could hardly communicate, that he really wasn’t my type, or that I hadn’t come into the store seeking a spouse.
I know they say love has no boundaries – and this is certainly true – but shouldn’t there be boundaries when seeking your soul mate? I don’t believe trying to rope him/her in at a department store is the best of ways.
– The Londoner