A LOVE STORY - SHAMAL & DUSTY
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HOW IN THE HELL
DID WE GET HERE?
(Part I)
TRUST ME -
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
HOW IN THE HELL
DID WE GET HERE?
(Part I)
TRUST ME -
It was not easy.
REALLY not easy.
We laugh sometimes about it,
but in truth...it wasn't.
So, how did it come about?
Here's the real skinny.
Ok, two skinnies.
______________________________________
In early 2008, my profile was
on a social media site called
'TAGGED'.
(More on that in a bit).
It's kind of a general run-of-the-mill
dating/meet-up site akin to what
My Space was originally. In fact,
these two sites back then were THE
premier social media sites along with
Hot Or Not.
Anyway, I had been on the site
about a year (since March 2008)
when one day I got an email from them
saying that someone had
clicked on me. (It happens.)
SO, of course I went to investigate.
(I am a journalist after all. LOL.)
When I got there I saw it was this
Pakistani DUDE from Peshawar...
and his profile said he was straight,
and yes.
I caught straight-away this
WAS INDEED A DOOOODE.
Blatantly so
(or so I thought at the time).
My initial judgement was this DUDE
was also a bit cocky and a bit arrogant
and MORE than a bit full of himself.
Ok, I barely noticed...right?
But at the same time
I had to wonder.
"Why click on me, dude?
I am CLEARLY...GAY.
"SAYS SO RIGHT THERE, DOOODE.
Cain't you read?"
Course, I know that for some dudes,
this represents 'A CHALLENGE.'
Sort of that throwing down
the gauntlet thingy. LOL.
You know.
They come across a profile for a
good-looking guy
(whatever that means),
who admits to being 'gay' and so
they think they will have a little FUN,
or that they are feeling
a bit insecure today, so
WHAT THE HELL?
If THIS dude thinks I am hot?
WELL...
and if the 'victim' doesn't
IMMEDIATELY
seem overly impressed?
"This guy jest THINKS he doesn't
think I am the biggest hunk
he has ever seen
and I ayaham jest SOOOOO hottttt.
SO Ah will jest
TURN UP THE HEAT
or
TURN ON THE CHARM...
and
WE SHALL JUST SEE ABOUT THAT,"
you can almost hear them musing...
and then they proceed to make total
asses out of themselves trying to
PROVE they are and then they sit there thinking they have succeeded.
MY GOD...the male ego.
LOL.
Hehehe. Okay, trust me.
This was not the first time this had
happened nor has it been the last...
and as it happens, he was online and
we chatted for a minute. But frankly,
I didn't really pay much attention.
I really don't remember what
I was thinking to be honest.
Maybe I thought,
"Hey, he is cute," or "WHOA,"
or maybe not. Kinda think not.
After all, I wasn't looking for anyone.
Never have.
But I do know that I kinda figured
that was that since so often
in these things,
IT IS. So what the hell.
I'll never hear from this dude.
I'll never talk to him...
so what the hell does it matter, really?
THAT IS WHEN I JUST KINDA DO MY
'CLASS DISMISSED' THINGY.
WRONG I WAS!
INCREDIBLY WRONG!
BUT!
HOW WAS I SUPPOSED TO KNOW
THAT HE HAD DECIDED
THIS WAS DEFINITELY...
NOT GOING TO END HERE...
FOR REAL.
Nope, po' lil' ol' me was
blissfully UNaware.
CLUELESS.
NOT A HINT
had ventured
into my extensive
but often dense
collection of
grey matter.
SIGH!
(Some of us should wear a sign.
WARNING:
OCCUPANT IS VERY BRIGHT,
BUT OFTEN OUT TO LUNCH.
PLEASE CHECK BACK
FOR FURTHER INSTRUCTIONS).
Out to lunch, taking a nap, on vacation
to Oblivious World? All the same thing.
NO COMPRENDO!
NO ES AQUI.
EL CASA IS PFFT!)
______________________________________
WELL, SURRRRRRRRPRIIIIIISE!
I kept hearing from him off and on,
and of course I was always polite.
That's my nature.
Eventually, he got me to
join him on FaceBook.
(I was already on there
since a friend had decided
I needed to be on FB and so
had placed my profile on the site
somewhere along the way.
(Varmit).
In fact that was the same friend
who had put me on Tagged and
a number of other sites
thinking he was
'helping my cause,' I guess.
LOL.
Seemed to think that since
he had decided I was a total hottie
(whatever that is),
I shouldn't be left alone
(or perhaps unsupervised?)
NO. I needed to BE
wif someone.
(I don't and never have but
nobody understands that and so
I simply humor them
in the hope THEIR
monitors/
care-givers
will show up and
take them
back to the 'HOME'.
(Varmits)...
USUALLY the way
I would find out what he had done
was, I would start getting emails
from these site(s)...
'CLIFF IS INTERESTED IN YOU.'
(Really? Cliffie has 2,742 friends already!
I am jest shore he has all the time
in the world for li'l old me...
GET REAL.
OR
Stewie looks as if his last sober breath
was drawn (& quartered) in 1979).
I bet he hires himselfie out as a dry cleaner).
But by God he is CONVINCED that
the very MINUTE I sees his PHOTO,
that Ah will be jest horribly
SMITTEN
and immediately
ALL HIS,
and...
DREAM ON DUDE. DREAM ON.
and 99% of the time I would
back out of whichever site
(usually giggling to myself)
and that would be that.
Anyway, mah 'friend'
(and so many others
who for some weird reason
seem to think
'I NEED A MAN')
had indeed done hith good deed.
"WHY," I always wonder...
and "WHERE," I also wonder
since out of the gazillions of dudes
on the planet?
The ones I was
used to finding
had EVERY INTENTION of
RACING ME TO THE BOTTOM...
which has a
'SORRY FULL'
sign
on it already.
PULEEZE! I MEAN...
Do I look like I am a top?
HAHAHA.
Ok, let's face it.
I know how to amuse myself,
PLUS
I can always adopt. Lol.
But, this little adventure
with Shamal
into what I deemed
FRIENDSHIP-
NOTHING MORE
(DUH)
kinda evolved into his asking
for my help with his writing
and my then agreeing to be
his critic in chief.
Good Griefus...
what WAS Ah thinky?
I DID too, even though I was
incredibly busy and did not have
much time...but I would find myself
reading his 'poems' and feeling
both moved and intrigued.
Shamal is still pretty rough
around the edges as a writer,
especially in his use of English,
but I will give him
and always have
given him credit for
having ENORMOUS potential.
He really does have a tremendous
amount of talent and it obviously goes
deep within him and I told him so.
Okay, this rather hap-hazard
relationship which never seemed to be
very deep
WAS
(at least on his part)
ongoing and constantly evolving
(but to what I sometimes wondered?).
He would be AWOL for a bit
and then he would show up again...
(I never knew when or even if)
and it was ALWAYS he
who sought me out.
(That I think maybe SHOULD
have been a tip-off but...)
It was NOT EVER
the other way around...
Nope. Not me. Always him.
BUT!
This is where I was at at this point,
you see?
I had no interest in him sexually
or in any other way except
as a casual friend.
HONEST.
NO, NONE.
Period.
Frankly I also thought,
I got enough 'friends' already.
not that most of them ever
actually talk or interact with me
and who needs another
'FRIEND' like that.
Let's face it.
I hadn't actually paid
ANY attention to his looks which is
my usual modus operandi...
nor had I paid any attention
to his profile either.
But inexplicably
this...
whatever it was he and I had
going on here?
Even after all this had
gone on for well over 4 years
I STILL knew little about him.
I mean...
we had talked off and on,
and a lot sometimes,
but...we didn't.
You know?
But then suddenly it WAS
four and a half years...
and change.
THAT IS WHEN EVERYTHING
CHANGED,
but as I look back on it now I laugh.
The real biggie change started
at the end of 2012. As I look back
on our conversations from
that time period,
it is now obvious
(although it wasn't to me then
BEING REALLY DENSE & ALL AS I AM),
that this dude seemed to be really trying
to let me know he had deep feelings for me.
BUT, like I said, me out to LUNCH. LOL.
This went on for months, but then.
Kaboom.
He came on in earnest in July 2013.
I MEAN.
One night on FB chat, he REALLY
let it all hang out, and I still can't quite
believe what he said to me.
Moving.
GOD!
It moved me to tears.
Here I am saying all that
and at the same time lets face it.
HE AND I GOT MARRIED on
October 5, 2013.
Who would have guessed
THAT would come about.
I thought my mother was bad. Lol.
It was a mere five months from the day
dad said hello for the first time until
they walked the plank.
I mean walked down the aisle.
SAME thing right?
MY GOD!
HOW IN THE HELL DID
THAT HAPPEN?
LOL.
Stay tuned.
This gets REAL interesting. Heehee.
REALLY not easy.
We laugh sometimes about it,
but in truth...it wasn't.
So, how did it come about?
Here's the real skinny.
Ok, two skinnies.
______________________________________
In early 2008, my profile was
on a social media site called
'TAGGED'.
(More on that in a bit).
It's kind of a general run-of-the-mill
dating/meet-up site akin to what
My Space was originally. In fact,
these two sites back then were THE
premier social media sites along with
Hot Or Not.
Anyway, I had been on the site
about a year (since March 2008)
when one day I got an email from them
saying that someone had
clicked on me. (It happens.)
SO, of course I went to investigate.
(I am a journalist after all. LOL.)
When I got there I saw it was this
Pakistani DUDE from Peshawar...
and his profile said he was straight,
and yes.
I caught straight-away this
WAS INDEED A DOOOODE.
Blatantly so
(or so I thought at the time).
My initial judgement was this DUDE
was also a bit cocky and a bit arrogant
and MORE than a bit full of himself.
Ok, I barely noticed...right?
But at the same time
I had to wonder.
"Why click on me, dude?
I am CLEARLY...GAY.
"SAYS SO RIGHT THERE, DOOODE.
Cain't you read?"
Course, I know that for some dudes,
this represents 'A CHALLENGE.'
Sort of that throwing down
the gauntlet thingy. LOL.
You know.
They come across a profile for a
good-looking guy
(whatever that means),
who admits to being 'gay' and so
they think they will have a little FUN,
or that they are feeling
a bit insecure today, so
WHAT THE HELL?
If THIS dude thinks I am hot?
WELL...
and if the 'victim' doesn't
IMMEDIATELY
seem overly impressed?
"This guy jest THINKS he doesn't
think I am the biggest hunk
he has ever seen
and I ayaham jest SOOOOO hottttt.
SO Ah will jest
TURN UP THE HEAT
or
TURN ON THE CHARM...
and
WE SHALL JUST SEE ABOUT THAT,"
you can almost hear them musing...
and then they proceed to make total
asses out of themselves trying to
PROVE they are and then they sit there thinking they have succeeded.
MY GOD...the male ego.
LOL.
Hehehe. Okay, trust me.
This was not the first time this had
happened nor has it been the last...
and as it happens, he was online and
we chatted for a minute. But frankly,
I didn't really pay much attention.
I really don't remember what
I was thinking to be honest.
Maybe I thought,
"Hey, he is cute," or "WHOA,"
or maybe not. Kinda think not.
After all, I wasn't looking for anyone.
Never have.
But I do know that I kinda figured
that was that since so often
in these things,
IT IS. So what the hell.
I'll never hear from this dude.
I'll never talk to him...
so what the hell does it matter, really?
THAT IS WHEN I JUST KINDA DO MY
'CLASS DISMISSED' THINGY.
WRONG I WAS!
INCREDIBLY WRONG!
BUT!
HOW WAS I SUPPOSED TO KNOW
THAT HE HAD DECIDED
THIS WAS DEFINITELY...
NOT GOING TO END HERE...
FOR REAL.
Nope, po' lil' ol' me was
blissfully UNaware.
CLUELESS.
NOT A HINT
had ventured
into my extensive
but often dense
collection of
grey matter.
SIGH!
(Some of us should wear a sign.
WARNING:
OCCUPANT IS VERY BRIGHT,
BUT OFTEN OUT TO LUNCH.
PLEASE CHECK BACK
FOR FURTHER INSTRUCTIONS).
Out to lunch, taking a nap, on vacation
to Oblivious World? All the same thing.
NO COMPRENDO!
NO ES AQUI.
EL CASA IS PFFT!)
______________________________________
WELL, SURRRRRRRRPRIIIIIISE!
I kept hearing from him off and on,
and of course I was always polite.
That's my nature.
Eventually, he got me to
join him on FaceBook.
(I was already on there
since a friend had decided
I needed to be on FB and so
had placed my profile on the site
somewhere along the way.
(Varmit).
In fact that was the same friend
who had put me on Tagged and
a number of other sites
thinking he was
'helping my cause,' I guess.
LOL.
Seemed to think that since
he had decided I was a total hottie
(whatever that is),
I shouldn't be left alone
(or perhaps unsupervised?)
NO. I needed to BE
wif someone.
(I don't and never have but
nobody understands that and so
I simply humor them
in the hope THEIR
monitors/
care-givers
will show up and
take them
back to the 'HOME'.
(Varmits)...
USUALLY the way
I would find out what he had done
was, I would start getting emails
from these site(s)...
'CLIFF IS INTERESTED IN YOU.'
(Really? Cliffie has 2,742 friends already!
I am jest shore he has all the time
in the world for li'l old me...
GET REAL.
OR
Stewie looks as if his last sober breath
was drawn (& quartered) in 1979).
I bet he hires himselfie out as a dry cleaner).
But by God he is CONVINCED that
the very MINUTE I sees his PHOTO,
that Ah will be jest horribly
SMITTEN
and immediately
ALL HIS,
and...
DREAM ON DUDE. DREAM ON.
and 99% of the time I would
back out of whichever site
(usually giggling to myself)
and that would be that.
Anyway, mah 'friend'
(and so many others
who for some weird reason
seem to think
'I NEED A MAN')
had indeed done hith good deed.
"WHY," I always wonder...
and "WHERE," I also wonder
since out of the gazillions of dudes
on the planet?
The ones I was
used to finding
had EVERY INTENTION of
RACING ME TO THE BOTTOM...
which has a
'SORRY FULL'
sign
on it already.
PULEEZE! I MEAN...
Do I look like I am a top?
HAHAHA.
Ok, let's face it.
I know how to amuse myself,
PLUS
I can always adopt. Lol.
But, this little adventure
with Shamal
into what I deemed
FRIENDSHIP-
NOTHING MORE
(DUH)
kinda evolved into his asking
for my help with his writing
and my then agreeing to be
his critic in chief.
Good Griefus...
what WAS Ah thinky?
I DID too, even though I was
incredibly busy and did not have
much time...but I would find myself
reading his 'poems' and feeling
both moved and intrigued.
Shamal is still pretty rough
around the edges as a writer,
especially in his use of English,
but I will give him
and always have
given him credit for
having ENORMOUS potential.
He really does have a tremendous
amount of talent and it obviously goes
deep within him and I told him so.
Okay, this rather hap-hazard
relationship which never seemed to be
very deep
WAS
(at least on his part)
ongoing and constantly evolving
(but to what I sometimes wondered?).
He would be AWOL for a bit
and then he would show up again...
(I never knew when or even if)
and it was ALWAYS he
who sought me out.
(That I think maybe SHOULD
have been a tip-off but...)
It was NOT EVER
the other way around...
Nope. Not me. Always him.
BUT!
This is where I was at at this point,
you see?
I had no interest in him sexually
or in any other way except
as a casual friend.
HONEST.
NO, NONE.
Period.
Frankly I also thought,
I got enough 'friends' already.
not that most of them ever
actually talk or interact with me
and who needs another
'FRIEND' like that.
Let's face it.
I hadn't actually paid
ANY attention to his looks which is
my usual modus operandi...
nor had I paid any attention
to his profile either.
But inexplicably
this...
whatever it was he and I had
going on here?
Even after all this had
gone on for well over 4 years
I STILL knew little about him.
I mean...
we had talked off and on,
and a lot sometimes,
but...we didn't.
You know?
But then suddenly it WAS
four and a half years...
and change.
THAT IS WHEN EVERYTHING
CHANGED,
but as I look back on it now I laugh.
The real biggie change started
at the end of 2012. As I look back
on our conversations from
that time period,
it is now obvious
(although it wasn't to me then
BEING REALLY DENSE & ALL AS I AM),
that this dude seemed to be really trying
to let me know he had deep feelings for me.
BUT, like I said, me out to LUNCH. LOL.
This went on for months, but then.
Kaboom.
He came on in earnest in July 2013.
I MEAN.
One night on FB chat, he REALLY
let it all hang out, and I still can't quite
believe what he said to me.
Moving.
GOD!
It moved me to tears.
Here I am saying all that
and at the same time lets face it.
HE AND I GOT MARRIED on
October 5, 2013.
Who would have guessed
THAT would come about.
I thought my mother was bad. Lol.
It was a mere five months from the day
dad said hello for the first time until
they walked the plank.
I mean walked down the aisle.
SAME thing right?
MY GOD!
HOW IN THE HELL DID
THAT HAPPEN?
LOL.
Stay tuned.
This gets REAL interesting. Heehee.
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