He was as dark and strong as a Bombay oak.Â He said his name was Meneul.Â We met in a small dive bar in the city, two lonely strangers looking for love.Â We had a lot in common.Â We both loved travel, men’s fashion, and Bollywood.Â Before you can say Mahatma Gandhi, we found ourselves in a hotel room, our Nehru jackets lying together on the floor.Â Neatly folded over the desk chair were the Dockers pants that I had bought for that free Dockers/JCPenney flight, the one I had hoped to use to go to BlogHer on July 16th.
We made love.Â The passion was as strong as the current of the Ganges River in the Spring.
Later that night,Â Menuel and IÂ stood in the lobby together.
“Will I ever see you again?” I asked.
“Of course you will,” he said in his calm, pleasant voice that served him so well in his successful career in customer service for TLC Marketing.Â
“I’ll call you on Tuesday, July 22nd.”
Today is Wednesday, July 23rd.