My Search for a TDH Guy
was tall, dark and handsome (TDH). I had read it the umpteenth time.
He had sharp features and deep dark eyes which could look right
through you. Could I ever meet such a man? Guess, I had read too
many Mills and Boon novels. This time I vowed I would not pick up
M&B and try some other book. With deep determination I marched
to the library. After 10 minutes of browsing through so many books
I ended up right in front of the M&B section. A new book which
I hadnít read caught my eye. With a flicker I picked it up and walked
out (not a trace of guilt for having broken my promise).
The picture on the
paperback was enigmatic. I was yet to see a man so handsome in real
life. He was not tall or dark though he was handsome. I loved the
story. But my mind went back to the TDH type of hero. Wish I had
picked up another book.
Dreaming of meeting my real life hero one day, I anticipated each
day to be that day. It has been two years now and am still looking.
My hopes are a wee bit shattered. But all hope is not lost yet.
I have loads of time till my parents start searching for a groom
In pursuit of my hero
I completed education and landed a job. Many men colleagues approached
me for a friendly date. I politely denied those offers. In my heart
was the TDH hero who would come in my life (maybe on a black stallion).
He would be dashing and would just take me off my feet. Maybe the
black stallion was going a bit too far as I was in the crowded city
unlike the heroines of the book who lived on ranches. Maybe a high
speed BMW would suit the TDH guy. So that was decided.
I walked the
streets with my eyes wide open awaiting a BMW to stop by me.
The hero would honk and look at me with his deep dark eyes
and I would feel my feet almost give away. In a jiffy he would
step out of the car to hold me lest I fall. I would feel his
strong arms around my waist and another bout of fainting sensation
would overcome me. He would lift me off the ground and put
me in the car beside him and drive away. But why was he honking
so loudly, I wondered. Then there was the sound of screeching
brakes and lot of commotion from people around. I was standing
in the middle of the street and a car had braked just centimeters
away from me. Out came the driver with a frown on his face.
I was so lost in my
dream; I had walked off the footpath right onto the middle of the
street. I had to thank the driver who had braked in time. I was
feeling a bit weak on my knees. Had the car by any chance hit me
slightly, maybe just a push before braking? I was feeling faint
and all of a sudden he lifted me and put me in his car. He started
the car and asked me where I lived. He was explaining that he had
braked in time and that I was not hurt. So then why was I feeling
so weak? He offered me water and I sipped thankfully. Feeling better
I diverted my eyes to the man who had done such a kindly act. He
was fair and not quite so tall, though taller than me I remember
while standing in the middle of the street. Must be quite strong
too as he had lifted me. He was wearing glasses so I couldnít see
his eyes quite clearly (as clearly as I would have loved to). The
car was not a BMW!!
With my continual pursuit of a speeding car stopping by me with
my TDH type of hero, I went to work. Then I got the shock of my
life when my parents announced that they had called someone to ďsee
meĒ. This was the moment I was dreading. However much the world
had progressed, the boy-girl seeing was still on. I protested and
refused to be available at home on that day. How was I to tell them
that my dream hero would come looking for me and that they neednít
Before I could recover from my earlier shock I received another
shock. One too soon I guess. There outside my door was the guy who
had almost knocked me down on the road that day. I wondered what
he was doing at my doorstep. Enter my father welcoming him into
the house. Now when had they met? He looked much better today than
the other day I had to admit. He looked smart and handsome I admitted
to myself grudgingly. My father introduced me to him and left us
to chat. That is when I got the third shock (hope this was the last
one). This guy had fallen in love with me that day. It was love
at first sight for him. He said I had been on his mind constantly
for the whole of last week. So, finally he made up his mind and
met my parents as he wanted to marry me. So there he was sitting
in front of me with a proposal of marriage.
My heart started racing (I donít know why). Confusion was playing
havoc inside my mind. But he was not TDH. Okay, he was handsome
and yes he had deep dark eyes which looked straight into mine. He
was not so dashing but he was a sweet guy. What am I supposed to
do? Wait all my life for my TDH hero to come in that BMW or accept
this proposal? I have to take a decision. Will my TDH hero come?
Are they for real? Does love make you feel weak? He has fallen in
love with me. Maybe itís a start. He is a genuine person and not
from the books. I have to wake up to reality, and marry this guy.
Love would follow...
Dubai, UAE. I completed my Post graduate education in Mumbai,
India and am presently residing in Dubai, UAE. Writing has been
my passion since childhood. I have been writing poems, articles
and stories of which some have been published in newspapers and