I wake up the next morning feeling worse than the night before. My throat has damned near closed, air hurts my tonsils. My nose is so stuffed up and sore that it is demanding I arrange its marriage to Kleenex. It will have to settle for a week-long tryst with the paper goods because after that I don’t want to see a Kleenex for months! I can feel my chest tightening, so I know in the next few days I will be coughing until my kapha restores its imbalance.
Because I joined the technology era I can now smart phone from anywhere --- like read my email in bed. So I immediately know, overnight, Haldi Milk declined interest in me. Which is fine, I am sure I would have had some neurotic break-down over dating younger men and the whole drama over age would have ruined the relationship in a Desi Girl Self-Saboteur manner anyway.Sometimes I am enemy number one.
The other thing that nagged me during our conversation was his comment about smoking. And I knew, even though I told him I didn’t smoke, I could tell he didn’t believe me. I cannot explain why I thought this, I just did. Haldi Milk did a valiant job of going through the motions and letting me think, he believed me. But it was weird. I just knew in my gut he didn’t. It is this same gut though that leads me down the not so prim rose Town and Country path, but let’s not focus on my errors in judgment now.
In the end Haldi Milk’s decline of Desi Girl is fine for two reasons. One, from where I live, dating a guy in Queens while living in Washington Heights is like being in a long distance relationship. If you look on a map, Haldi Milk in Queens doesn’t look so far away. But from, my apartment (when the train runs express) it takes at least 45 minutes for me to get to Grand Central if I haul ass and if all the trains come right away. Then another glitch-free 45 minutes to the East Side of Queens. I mean really, some days it would be quicker to go to Philly.
Two, more importantly, I truly believe you get to where you are going when you get there. You can't hurry love as the song by the Supremes says, and you can't rush destiny. And it seems to me, when you try and rush destiny, she resists and eludes you even more.