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Taking it slow

The art of dating is beautiful when you take it slow. That's when you see beyond the "hormones", the "loneliness" and the "insecurities". Today, we live in an express age, where as Kel used to say "love in a day, leave the next. express hookup, express break up". The beauty of any relationship is not in getting committed as quickly as possible, but taking it slow, and letting it happen. Don't take me wrong, but it doesn't mean you don't put a tag on what is going on, but putting a tag, but taking it slow. why? because without a proper label, one of them might get hurt.

The best part for me when the couples talk is the part of "falling" in love. slow and steady, and when it is slow and steady, it lasts long. You don't rush into anything, you just keep getting comfortable in each other's presence and at one point, you feel that you cannot be without that person, who the fact that the guy is in your mind all the time, and many many things remind you of him.

If you had read my earlier posts, while dating Kel, it was slow and beautiful. In fact, we both didn't know about each other's our sexuality. We grew into each other, slowly and steadily. He didn't flirt with me until he very well knew I was comfortable. He took his time to know me, he took his time to tell about him. We liked each other, and it was evident. More than as a friend, for sure.

In fact, he proposed me a after 3 months of talking to each other, and I thought he never would. But that feeling of slow progress into intimacy, and slowly being comfortable with another, it doesn't happen with everyone. Infact, though it was a slow connection, I knew we had something between us, the first time I had seen him. When you have that deep sense of belonging to someone, you wait for it to bloom. But, we rush into something, when deep down we know its not meant to be, or its just hormones rushing into our brains.

The love stories of the past, before Tinder/grindr/insta/PR, or may be just PR, were definitely the best of its kind. There weren't much options to confuse, you stuck to someone and made it work. You took your time to know one person at a time. Now its all just a hazy roller coaster ride!


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