The Honest Romantic's Saga - Part 2

One evening, our Honest Romantic Romeo (henceforth abbreviated as HRRomeo) and his love were having dinner at a classy karaoke restaurant with other couples who were friends. It was meant to be a romantic weekend night for them together after a busy work week.

Now, I suppose many of you are wondering how those two are still together after reading the previous part of the story. Perhaps you imagined that bit of honesty about her rear end would have been the end of our Romeo’s relationship! Perhaps many of the women are wondering why the Juliet still has him around and had not given him marching orders!

Well, don’t you all jump to conclusions and judgements too early without knowing more about the details of what actually happened and understand these two lovebirds!!

It so happens that the woman actually means what she says (yes, we all know, it is a rare quality in women, but she was a rare one)! She actually does love honesty AND the bloke IS honest and romantic.

You can judge for yourself after reading further.

That night, after our HRRomeo pronounced his judgement about the size of her posterior, this is what happened.

“So you think my butt is big?” she asked.

“Yes, as compared to the average,” he replied honestly.

“So do you think I am ugly? Or unsightly with a big butt?” she asked querulously, she was quite upset.

“No! I think you look beautiful, especially with that butt. I was attracted to your shape from the very first day we met. Do you remember how you were sitting outside the café where we met and after getting up and shaking my hand, we walked up to the door?

As I opened the door for you, you passed me by, ahead of me and walked in, I followed behind your behind. I was very pleasantly surprised as you kept walking and I kept following. I wished they had a long, long path to our table. I could have followed you for miles!” said HRRomeo.

Now our Juliet’s expression changed. All the hurt and anger was gone. She was seeing the honesty and true romantic nature of this man.

“That’s such a sweet thing to say! Do you really think so? What went through your mind that day?” she asked, all sweetness, wanting to hear more.

“Well, I definitely thought you were so much better looking than average, all around. You had a killer look walking up to me or walking away.  A popular Hindi song came to mind,” he replied.

“What song?” now she was intrigued.

“Deewaana Mujhsa Nahin, Is umber ke neechey,

Aage hai, Qaathil mera, aur mein peechey peechey!” sang HRRomeo.

[Translation: There is no one crazy man in love like me under the sky, Ahead of me is my killer and I am behind, behind.]

It is surely a Freudian coincidence that the English translation too ends in the repetition of the word ‘behind’ which can be understood in two ways, and make a perfectly apt pun.

All through the rest of the evening, Juliet heard more and more, poetic and romantic, descriptions of her big butt from Romeo. It seemed she could not have enough. It brought them closer and his honesty and romantic nature made their bond stronger, at least on that issue. Juliet was starting to understand how complex a creature a man is and how difficult it is for women to understand his mind and thinking!

So there!  Now coming back to the dinner at the Karaoke restaurant, it was a lovely setting. Some men stepped up to the stage and sang serenades or songs for their partners.

One valiant Casanova was up at the mike making a brief speech, supposedly addressed to his lady, but really for all to listen and take note.

 “For you, I will reach up into the sky and pull The Moon down and set it next to you for your night light. I will pluck all the stars and scatter them at your feet. I will save the brightest one to mount on a ring that I will put on your finger at our wedding!”  he went on. Then he sang a song that had the same general idea.

Tears flowed from many women’s eyes and ‘AAwww’s  emanated from many. Silently, many men were cursing that show-off!! Now they had to at least match or top that!

Many women looked deeply into the eyes of their partners. Some, our Juliet among them, had the thoughtlessness to ask their Romeos, “Would you do that for me? Do you feel like that?”

Of course, our HRRomeo too heard this question posed to him. He seriously thought about it for a second (taking too long to answer in such situations is actually worse than a wrong answer!!).

Then he replied quietly and confidently, “Oh No! Sorry, I don’t feel like that. I cannot do anything like that either.”

--To Be Continued -----


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