Nobu? Sounds more like No-POO!
April 17th 2008 04:47
When you’ve been more of a spectator rather than a participant in the dating game, you tend to forget just how amusing and fun the whole experience can be.
I like to give anyone who I find even vaguely intriguing a fair go. Because I know that even if nothing eventuates, I’ll walk away from it with a great story to tell.
Dating someone younger however has always been a question mark for me. But determined to stay true to my new year’s resolution of being non-judgemental I took a punt and went on a couple of dates with a lad who was a few years younger.
He was cute as button, quirky hair and complete with an eyebrow ring. All in all, a total spunk. I had this cutie pegged as a total playboy but as it turned out he was anything but. He was attentive, sweet, unassuming and gentle.
What I found most refreshing was that he seemed so untouched by the scepticism that often dogs those who have had a more than a few relationships turn sour.
It made me recall the day I first fell in love. I was starry eyed, eager, sweetly naïve and willing to put in everything I had into my relationship.
Safari, whom I’ve been discussing this with, said it perfectly- “Neems, the first time is just so unique. You feel you have enough love for the both of you and this will sustain you against anything and everything you might face. You feel you don’t need anyone else as long as you have each other”.
You simply aren’t aware or even care about the risks of heartache, holding back and being cautious. You’re at the height of vulnerability and yet feel stronger than ever. It’s a feeling worth remembering because you don’t always get that back. Once you’ve been hurt, the next time around is usually taken with less gusto.
So there we were, strolling along the banks of the Yarra with me still floating from reminiscing about my first love. Wondering whether I could perhaps once again feel that free and easy as the boy holding my hand was, when the reality of dating someone younger became suddenly apparent.
I pointed out Nobu, a restaurant recently opened by Robert De Niro and world renowned. I mentioned that I’d really like to try it out one day.
To which he replied.
“Nobu? Sounds more like No-Poo”.
Sigh.
Neema Mohan, April 17th, 2008- ©
I like to give anyone who I find even vaguely intriguing a fair go. Because I know that even if nothing eventuates, I’ll walk away from it with a great story to tell.
Dating someone younger however has always been a question mark for me. But determined to stay true to my new year’s resolution of being non-judgemental I took a punt and went on a couple of dates with a lad who was a few years younger.
He was cute as button, quirky hair and complete with an eyebrow ring. All in all, a total spunk. I had this cutie pegged as a total playboy but as it turned out he was anything but. He was attentive, sweet, unassuming and gentle.
What I found most refreshing was that he seemed so untouched by the scepticism that often dogs those who have had a more than a few relationships turn sour.
It made me recall the day I first fell in love. I was starry eyed, eager, sweetly naïve and willing to put in everything I had into my relationship.
Safari, whom I’ve been discussing this with, said it perfectly- “Neems, the first time is just so unique. You feel you have enough love for the both of you and this will sustain you against anything and everything you might face. You feel you don’t need anyone else as long as you have each other”.
You simply aren’t aware or even care about the risks of heartache, holding back and being cautious. You’re at the height of vulnerability and yet feel stronger than ever. It’s a feeling worth remembering because you don’t always get that back. Once you’ve been hurt, the next time around is usually taken with less gusto.
So there we were, strolling along the banks of the Yarra with me still floating from reminiscing about my first love. Wondering whether I could perhaps once again feel that free and easy as the boy holding my hand was, when the reality of dating someone younger became suddenly apparent.
I pointed out Nobu, a restaurant recently opened by Robert De Niro and world renowned. I mentioned that I’d really like to try it out one day.
To which he replied.
“Nobu? Sounds more like No-Poo”.
Sigh.
Neema Mohan, April 17th, 2008- ©
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