P from Pune
Day 33 of 100 Indian Tinder Tales
“I have been using Tinder for some time now. Have met a few people off the app. This is one of my experiences..
We matched right after Valentine’s day. I remember this because my matches multiplied around that week.
It started off as a great conversation. She seemed like a fun person. As we spent more time talking I found out that she was a romantic. A typical oh-I-love-SRK-movies and want-to-be-swept-off-my-feet kind of a girl.
I am the exact opposite. It takes time for me to get comfy around new people. So I thought it was a bad idea to meet. Plus, I had my internal exams coming up.
She had a trip planned with her friends. So we stopped talking. A few weeks later I remember waking up to a text from her. We started talking again. She told me she was recovering from a heartbreak. It had been a few months.
I thought what the hell let’s just ask her out. (If I could I would totally go back in time and punch myself in the face for doing this). She said yes.
I remember her telling me she doesn’t like to drink much. She had tried it a few times but wasn’t too big on it. So we decided to meet and decide where to go. The first few minutes were really awkward. We were just smiling at each other and both of us didn’t know what to say. Not for long though.
We found common ground in music. We started to feel comfortable together. As soon as we were done with the ice tea. I suggested we get a cocktail or two. She was tempted.
Cut to the bar. Two drinks down, we were sitting very close to each other. Suddenly I feel something. Her hand was in mine. I really don’t like holding hands. But I was doing it for some weird reason. We left the bar and had some street food. All in all, it was a good date.
We kept texting. She wanted to meet again. Soon. So we decided to meet again. Things were different now. We were comfortable together. I never thought I would hold someone’s hand and walk around streets until I did it with her. We ended the night hugging and not wanting to leave.
Later that night, she invited me over at her place the next day. She was going to bunk a few lectures and we were going to “hang out”. She also told me that she was falling for me. She told me, “you’ve made me forget about my ex”. I didn’t know what to say at the moment so I just went with the flow.
So the day I was supposed to go over, we were texting. She told me that she may still be hung up on her ex. I don’t know what got into me, I said, “Me or your ex, choose.”
Stupid move I know. I mean who does that right before an impending make out session or maybe more.. Who knows..
So long story short she replied “It’s him, I’m sorry.”
It has been three days since I met her. I won’t go as far and say I was in love. But I had got to the point of why not?”