Echoes of Insight

she does not know it yet

she does not know it yet.

we both liked asian. we were to meet at foo. place was locked in, time was too.

i reached there 30 minutes early. she had taken her surfing classes recently. she was staying with her friends. i was at the restaurant, waiting, alternating between twitter and the food menu for no real reason.

twitter. then the food menu. then twitter again.

she reached. i was on the first floor. i offered to come pick her up. she denied.

fair enough. a man must earn his entry into a lobby.

so i went back to my phone. and then, just as i was mid-scroll, i heard it. a small voice. tiny. almost mumbling my name, as if it had not yet fully decided to enter the room.

i turned.

there she was. tiny body. cute face. a giant jacket trying its best to swallow her whole. and that was it. that was the moment. very inconveniently, very quietly, i had already decided i wanted to meet her again.

she had not even said a full sentence yet.

she does not know it yet.

she thinks i only talk to her because we have similar iqs. she thinks i am here out of some high-functioning intellectual curiosity, as though i am conducting a private research project with one unusually articulate girl and some decent banter. it is a very flattering theory, but sadly incomplete.

dinner happened. words were said. food was eaten. at the end of it, i dropped her to her cab.

two days later, i offered to drop her to the airport. that was not logistics. that was me wanting to meet her again.

it could not happen that day.

but the point is, the wish to meet her again did not begin two days later. it had already happened that night at foo. before the conversation had the chance to prove anything. before wit, before compatibility.

i wanted to see her again before the first proper conversation had even begun.

not because she was smart. though she is. not because the conversation was good. though it was.

it was simpler than that.

i saw her. i heard her say my name. and something in me had already moved.

and maybe the funniest part is that she still thinks i am here only because of similar iqs.

sigh. she does not know it yet.