Firstly, I have to appologize that I haven't followed through on my meeting and dating american singles as I had wanted to.
If you haven't been reading about my experiences with Lia, then let me just give you a short background. I met her at a local bakery (don't ask where – because this is how I keep myself anonymous) and after a few brief flirting conversations (again – I have to say – more on her part than on mine and not because I am not interested but because I become speechless in such situations.) we went out to an Indian movie.
Just so that you know - I am Indian. I have come here very recently (a few months) and I like it here. (ok! No all the time – but most of the time, but I do miss Bombay and my friends and family.)
So when I met Lia and went out with her, I was thrilled. She was so unlike the girls back home. But one of her ex-boyfriends bumped into us and did not budge for the rest of the evening. He was pushy and I felt very awkward since I didn't know how she felt about him.
Eventually, he got a call on his cell and when he left, she took my hand and said," I hope you know that I am not interested in him at all."
That was all I needed and when he came back, I told him we were leaving. He said, "Sure, let's go."
I said, "No. We two are going alone." He kind of made a small scene, but as soon as we left, Lia hugged my hand and placed her head on my shoulder.
Monday, February 21, 2005
Monday, February 14, 2005
Read Stories on Dating American Singles
I just had to post a press release a friend of mine (Babli) wrote on my site. Here it is:
Learn about a quest for finding love by dating American Singles.
Enter this relatively new blog on an Indian's quest for finding love in America. See how a new immigrant struggles to find happiness in the promised land. Watch how Americans react to his attempts of forging meanful relationships.
Interested in the online dating world of Indians and Americans? This blog – Dating American Singles – is just that. You will find a running story of the adventures of a young Indian in America.
Join Ashish as he moves from episode to episode and tries to find love by dating American singles. Whether you laugh at him or cry with him, you will learn to like this strange exotic creature just over from the East. As this new man takes his first steps into an American new world, take those steps with him and get a new and unique perpective on America in general and on dating American singles in particular.
Follow Ashish as he tubles into and out of love affiars and hope (along with him) that he will find the woman he is looking for. Dating American Singles has never been tackled from this angle, and you will gain valuable insight on the many things we do as individuals when dating or otherwise.
SO – What do you think?
Learn about a quest for finding love by dating American Singles.
Enter this relatively new blog on an Indian's quest for finding love in America. See how a new immigrant struggles to find happiness in the promised land. Watch how Americans react to his attempts of forging meanful relationships.
Interested in the online dating world of Indians and Americans? This blog – Dating American Singles – is just that. You will find a running story of the adventures of a young Indian in America.
Join Ashish as he moves from episode to episode and tries to find love by dating American singles. Whether you laugh at him or cry with him, you will learn to like this strange exotic creature just over from the East. As this new man takes his first steps into an American new world, take those steps with him and get a new and unique perpective on America in general and on dating American singles in particular.
Follow Ashish as he tubles into and out of love affiars and hope (along with him) that he will find the woman he is looking for. Dating American Singles has never been tackled from this angle, and you will gain valuable insight on the many things we do as individuals when dating or otherwise.
SO – What do you think?
Tuesday, February 8, 2005
Top 10 US Cities for Dating American Singles
I just had to post this survey I found. It's hilarious, I think:
A just-released study ranks the U.S. Cities (MSA's) based on the number of available, single, rich women in each city. Includes dating ranking of all U.S. cities.
The Top Ten Cities in the United States in which to find a rich, single woman are the subject of a new study released today by Teasley, a Manhattan-based company that specializes in helping marketers and advertising agencies use data and analysis to improve their marketing.
Just in time for Valentine’s Day, the study which is based on data from the United States Census (provided by GeoLytics), uses statistical analysis and incorporates various wealth and cost-of-living factors as well as data about available single males and females. Cities that scored high in the rankings have high single-female to single-male ratios and higher income to cost-of-living ratios.
The top cities in the U.S. for dating American singles and in which to find a rich, single man include the Washington, DC, New York, Chicago, Milwaukee, and even Hartford, CT.
The top ten U.S. cities in which to find a rich, single woman are:
1. Washington DC/Baltimore, MD
2. New York City, NY
3. Boston, MA
4. Atlanta, GA
5. Chicago, IL
6. Philadelphia, PA
7. Detroit, MI
8. Raleigh/Durham, NC
9. Hartford, CT
10. Milwaukee, WI
The complete report, including a ranking of all U.S. cities can be downloaded at: Teasley.net/free_stuff.htm
If you are interested in reading the entire thing, and of finding more about dating american singles and where to find the attractive and rich ones – go there – it's great.
A just-released study ranks the U.S. Cities (MSA's) based on the number of available, single, rich women in each city. Includes dating ranking of all U.S. cities.
The Top Ten Cities in the United States in which to find a rich, single woman are the subject of a new study released today by Teasley, a Manhattan-based company that specializes in helping marketers and advertising agencies use data and analysis to improve their marketing.
Just in time for Valentine’s Day, the study which is based on data from the United States Census (provided by GeoLytics), uses statistical analysis and incorporates various wealth and cost-of-living factors as well as data about available single males and females. Cities that scored high in the rankings have high single-female to single-male ratios and higher income to cost-of-living ratios.
The top cities in the U.S. for dating American singles and in which to find a rich, single man include the Washington, DC, New York, Chicago, Milwaukee, and even Hartford, CT.
The top ten U.S. cities in which to find a rich, single woman are:
1. Washington DC/Baltimore, MD
2. New York City, NY
3. Boston, MA
4. Atlanta, GA
5. Chicago, IL
6. Philadelphia, PA
7. Detroit, MI
8. Raleigh/Durham, NC
9. Hartford, CT
10. Milwaukee, WI
The complete report, including a ranking of all U.S. cities can be downloaded at: Teasley.net/free_stuff.htm
If you are interested in reading the entire thing, and of finding more about dating american singles and where to find the attractive and rich ones – go there – it's great.
Wednesday, February 2, 2005
What do you do when Fate Comes Along?
We met outside the restaurant and I was a bit taken aback. She was wearing a pink flowery blouse and shiny black pants that ended just above her ankles. Her hair was tied up in a a loose bun, and strands of silky hair fluttered in the breeze.
But it was her ankles that had got my attention. She was wearing a chanka / a silver anklet that made soft sounds as she moved.
Noticing that I was staring at them, she said, "Like them? I bought them on a whim from a cute little paan shop near Dharamsala but had never worn them before. "
"So why now?"
She stuttered.
Realising my slip of the tongue, I continued, "I was just hoping you would say that it was for me… reminds me of home…"
Her eyes lit up and she shrugged like a little girl caught stealing a cupcake from the fridge. She nudged me sleepishly.
We stood there in silence. I tried hard to think of something to say, but dammit – I couldn't think of even one subject. Oh – I did use one – "becoming cold now – isn’t it?"
An elderly lady wandered between us and broke off the silence. "You two look alike. Are you brother and sister?"
"No," I replied a bit disturbed that it would seem like that, but then Lia continued, " that has never happened to me… I think it's a good sign."
Sign of what I wonder.
In the car, a red toyota that had seen better days, we had no problem striking up a conversation. Maybe the darkness helps me overcome my shyness and I can let go more easily than before.
As we approached the ticket counter, I took out my purse and went to buy the tickets but she stopped me. "I suggested we see the movie so I will pay."
We argued to and fro – and finally we agreed on the following deal: she would pay for the movie and I would pay for the restaurant later.
Suddenly, some guy approached us and began talking to her. It seemed that they were friends and he was passing by. He slapped me on my back and said, "Man – do you know how long I haven't spoken to her?"
I wanted to answer – so nice for you. Lets continue the tradition!
He stuck to us and began to talk of things that I haven't a clue about: baseball, college and something called Passion, which I managed to figure out was some kind of TV show.
I felt lost and small. I began to have doubts about myself – how will we get along? We barely talked outside the bakery and then even in the car – it was mostly about her trip to India. Is that all I can offer her? A sentimental journey to the east?
I wonder – when you Americans see us, what do you see? Do you see something exotic or just another normal person?
Only when we had to enter, did he stop talking and I was grateful. "Sorry," Lia said, "I used to work around here and I know a lot of people here."
"No problem," I answered. "It didn't disturb me." I was trying to show that I was "cool" about the whole intrusion, but maybe I shouldn't have. I felt a wave of distaste swarm over her complexion.
The movie was not really good – the regular song-dance-fighting hindi scene, but she seemed to like it. Like all Hindi movies, it was a long thing – 3 and a half hours.
As we walked out, I was about to suggest a nice quiet café,but she said, "Ajay, do you mind if we postpone the restaurant? I am pooped and I need to work tomorrow?"
Maybe it was that remark about the intrusion, or maybe it was something else – I really don't know, but I can't understand it. An American friend said that it was because I didn't kiss her goodnight.
Why?
I didn't not because I didn't like her, but it just seemed odd doing it so soon. Is there something wrong with me? Or is the "glamour" or "exotic" feeling she might have received being with me – no longer there?
I have called her up a few times since and we have talked for short periods of time – but the same problem arises: what the hell do I say? I wrote conversational subjects and even wrote exact sentences – but they don't seem to evolve into anything.
What if she says no? Maybe, she is not interested…
But it was her ankles that had got my attention. She was wearing a chanka / a silver anklet that made soft sounds as she moved.
Noticing that I was staring at them, she said, "Like them? I bought them on a whim from a cute little paan shop near Dharamsala but had never worn them before. "
"So why now?"
She stuttered.
Realising my slip of the tongue, I continued, "I was just hoping you would say that it was for me… reminds me of home…"
Her eyes lit up and she shrugged like a little girl caught stealing a cupcake from the fridge. She nudged me sleepishly.
We stood there in silence. I tried hard to think of something to say, but dammit – I couldn't think of even one subject. Oh – I did use one – "becoming cold now – isn’t it?"
An elderly lady wandered between us and broke off the silence. "You two look alike. Are you brother and sister?"
"No," I replied a bit disturbed that it would seem like that, but then Lia continued, " that has never happened to me… I think it's a good sign."
Sign of what I wonder.
In the car, a red toyota that had seen better days, we had no problem striking up a conversation. Maybe the darkness helps me overcome my shyness and I can let go more easily than before.
As we approached the ticket counter, I took out my purse and went to buy the tickets but she stopped me. "I suggested we see the movie so I will pay."
We argued to and fro – and finally we agreed on the following deal: she would pay for the movie and I would pay for the restaurant later.
Suddenly, some guy approached us and began talking to her. It seemed that they were friends and he was passing by. He slapped me on my back and said, "Man – do you know how long I haven't spoken to her?"
I wanted to answer – so nice for you. Lets continue the tradition!
He stuck to us and began to talk of things that I haven't a clue about: baseball, college and something called Passion, which I managed to figure out was some kind of TV show.
I felt lost and small. I began to have doubts about myself – how will we get along? We barely talked outside the bakery and then even in the car – it was mostly about her trip to India. Is that all I can offer her? A sentimental journey to the east?
I wonder – when you Americans see us, what do you see? Do you see something exotic or just another normal person?
Please comment and tell me!
Only when we had to enter, did he stop talking and I was grateful. "Sorry," Lia said, "I used to work around here and I know a lot of people here."
"No problem," I answered. "It didn't disturb me." I was trying to show that I was "cool" about the whole intrusion, but maybe I shouldn't have. I felt a wave of distaste swarm over her complexion.
The movie was not really good – the regular song-dance-fighting hindi scene, but she seemed to like it. Like all Hindi movies, it was a long thing – 3 and a half hours.
As we walked out, I was about to suggest a nice quiet café,but she said, "Ajay, do you mind if we postpone the restaurant? I am pooped and I need to work tomorrow?"
Maybe it was that remark about the intrusion, or maybe it was something else – I really don't know, but I can't understand it. An American friend said that it was because I didn't kiss her goodnight.
Why?
I didn't not because I didn't like her, but it just seemed odd doing it so soon. Is there something wrong with me? Or is the "glamour" or "exotic" feeling she might have received being with me – no longer there?
I have called her up a few times since and we have talked for short periods of time – but the same problem arises: what the hell do I say? I wrote conversational subjects and even wrote exact sentences – but they don't seem to evolve into anything.
I am scared – Should I ask her out?
What if she says no? Maybe, she is not interested…
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