As I Grow

As I grow, I learn. My desires from a relationship have changed over the course of time. Now I no longer want someone who says they would be with me forever, and I no longer want someone who says they would never leave me. I am not looking for someone who is always neatly dressed up, or wears shiny shoes, or has an amazing sense of humor or has great guitar playing skills.

I am not looking for someone who has the false sense of love, and thinks that love is finding that one perfect person, or someone who is trying to check items off their list while they search for “the one”. I want someone who understands that “the one” is a fairy tale, and though fairy tales do happen in real life, they take much more work than the Cinderella finding her prince charming by walking into a party. Every fairy tale ends with “happily ever after”, I want someone who realizes that the “happily ever afters” are a lot of hard work.

As I grow, I have learnt that the physical traits matter less and less and loyalty and undivided attention are the most important traits in a relationship. I don’t want someone who sugar coats everything, and never gets angry at anything. I want someone who is raw, and real, and tells me how it really is. I am more interested in someone who realizes that sometimes life happens and sometimes things don’t work out. I want to be able to make a conversation with them, for four hours straight, and not feel bored, and not feel unwanted and not feel like they are not listening. I want someone who wants to know how my day was, always.

As I grow, I have learnt that privacy is important, and there is only so much time that we all have on this earth and only so many people that we can spend it with. I want someone who wants to spend their time with me as much as I want to spend time with them, any less is just not good enough. I want someone who admits that they really like my company rather than playing games, alas, modern dating, games have become the norm, and I don’t have time or patience to play along.

As I grow, I have learnt, that I am complete by myself, and I don’t need anyone to define my existence…

– Shivee Chauhan

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28 thoughts on “As I Grow”

      1. I keep thinking I should begin the search again. Then I recall spending hours pouring over profiles just to send a message that is never answered. Meeting guys from those sites who turn out to be totally different from their profiles and all the awkwardness that goes with it and I just don’t bother. So that leaves me single, wondering if there just isn’t someone for me and if I should give up the whole idea of companionship. Then I get back to writing and put all such thoughts aside.

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      2. I don’t believe in looking for partner online. It is already difficult to judge and psycho people in real life how more so in cyber space. You are, good looking, presentable, highly intelligent woman with a good education and blossoming career. It cannot be that difficult. Your area of work is full of people with similar interests as yours. Maybe you have to look closer to home.

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      3. No time for any of that. Between work, getting my book done and published and singing in my church’s choir I don’t have time for anything else. I barely have time for all of that.

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      4. I could but right now I want to carry out my sister’s last request more than I want to be social. Her last request is that I do what I have wanted to do for a very long time–publish my stories. So I am working on that. It would be great if I met him in conjunction with that.

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      5. Yeah it’s getting late here too. I just came on to check the assignments for tomorrow. Too tired to take in the lovely words the writers of the blogs I follow have crafted into posts tonight.Tomorrow is another story, literally! Have a good night 🙂

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