Sometime in 2011, years before i got married. A friend who i met randomly while living abroad had introduced me to his friend. This guy was of the same tribe with me, handsome looking ,tall, ambitious, attractive and ambitious. He had all the features I wanted in a partner, light complexioned, intelligent , about 6ft 2inch or taller, well spoken, well educated, and he had won some awards and benefited from some scholarship programmes. We got off on the right start and i was jelling inside already. i started looking forward to our next meeting. Getting back to my flat, I gisted my girlfriends about the dashing man i had met and that he is an engineer.i started building castles in the sky and plotting the ”story of us”.
We met like thrice after that. One was at a club night out with my Cinderella friend and my cousin. When he met my Cinderella friend, he was spellbound, he expressed interest but unfortunately for him his cultural and religious demographic made him unqualified in her books. He was really a gentleman that night, he and his friends took care of our entry fee, and sorted out a booth for all of us to feel comfortable. I really came out blazing that night showing my dancing skills, flirting and having fun. I did not go overboard, but at some point i had to caution myself that i was making it obvious that i was crushing over the guy. He was a good sport, but I partially got the message at the end of the day.
After that night we spoke on the phone and he made plans to hangout one more time at my friends place. That was when he asked if my Cinderella friend would attend, and I told him I would have to ask her. I knew she would not be interested in that outing, and that she was aware of my interest in the guy. So I decided not to invite her since I was still brewing the possibility of something working out between I and the guy.
After our third meeting, I made the conclusion that nothing could happen between us, and that was the turning point in my life when I decided to never take a really beautiful or attractive friend with me to meet a male interest. I mean everything was fine the first time we met, he showed significant and hopeful interest, he even complimented my personality,and expressed interest in a next meeting. So what happened between the first and second outing?. My conclusion is Cinderella happened, and that is what shifted his interest.
This sort of scenario happened a few times, such that every guy that i introduce to Cinderella at an outing she followed me to, will keep in touch with me just to ask after Cinderella. I had to redefine and re-strategise. By the third encounter with the guy, I was at peace with myself and I did not get to frisky or flirt with him. I really felt proud of myself, for handling myself well.
Now I am in a good place relationship wise and I pray for Cinderella that she would find that place too soon.