Men are from Mars, Women from Venus

Some people set a really strong impression that you would want to discover more about them. I met an Iranian guy in the past four weeks. I had then became interested, and excited to know him better. I call him Allie. I spell in an English name as I find his name a little bit uncomfortable to the tongue.

He has indeed a splendid spirit. He could sit for hours and entice you in an interesting talk, or acquaint you with  a one of a kind story. He is filled with luxurious ideas from famous people he acknowledge-at times it's almost a blow off his own trumpet. There was a time, I get bored with what I call a brag. But as I knew him better, I realized a beautiful soul inside him. He could lift a spirit that easy. He has this inducing might  to make you concur with him. He has, apparently, an extraordinary buoyance that converts a barren moment into a positive energy and make the universe conspire to his wishes. That's probably a lot-:)


We live a few blocks away from each other. We spent a couple of weekends together with a little fancy talk. I have been introduced to his friends and even his brothers. I have discovered many interesting things about Iranian culture that made me realize how deep their patriotism is to their country. From music, to dances, to customs and ideas--they got a really strong identity. I loved it.

I fell in love with the splendid character. I thought he was, too. But my character may not have been that strong to flatter him. Shooot..I almost thought we were in love. 

What turned me off though was his bossy character. He would say "Pls. come here" if he wanted to see me. He never says "Can I pick you up and maybe we can have a little walk and talk". Well, maybe my idea came from a culture I grew up into. And maybe his character with the given scenario is solely based on a culture familiar to him, too. So men are from Mars- am a Woman and I came from Venus- but we are diffinitely farther- so am guessin he is from Saturn or Uranus.:)

So this post is literally just another nonsense false-hopes of a romantic. Fortunately, I had enough of the courage and comprehension to get away from the feeling. We are still texting each other often, though I have already outdone the feeling of wanting him. I still want him as a friend. After all, it was all I have ever been to to Allie. He remains a source of cheer.