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She is Always on My Mind
02-Jan-2011
I got back home after a week of work and travel. I threw the bags on the bed and took the tie off. I didn’t see my roommate Bobak. His bedroom door was closed. As I got closer, I could hear him arguing with Zari, his girlfriend. By now, I was used to the arguments. He wanted to have sex, she didn’t, well kind of, not regularly! She wanted him to meet her parents, he didn’t. He just wasn’t ready for that kind of an escalation in the relationship.
I sat in the kitchen, looked at the view and tried to relax. After a while, Bobak came out of his room. He must have heard me. “Guess what? Zari wants to fix you up with her best friend Shideh. But act like you don’t know anything about it!” Bobak whispered. “Spare me man! You are already suffering enough for both of us! If she is anything like Zari, I don’t want anything to do with it!” I replied half jokingly. “On the contrary! She joined us for dinner a couple of nights ago. She is a lot of fun, nothing like Zari! She works at the Clinique counter at Nordstrom.”
Zari came out of the bathroom a few minutes later. She gave me that shy and innocent look. She always worried about what I thought of her. “I found you a nice date if you promise to be a good boy!”
“I am the son of Prophet Mohammad! Is she hot?”
“She is my best friend, so you better behave!” We set a double date for the following night at Ciao Bella. Zari had already done the background work!
Shideh was already there when we arrived. I love women who are on time! She had tight, black leather pants and high heels on. She looked great! I wanted to kiss Zari and thank her! The gates of heaven had opened and the gods above were smiling at me! What have I done to deserve this?
Bobak and I sat on one side, the girls on the other side. Zari was watching me trying to figure out if I liked her friend. I kept a poker face! ‘So, what do you do?” Shideh asked me. “I get on a plane every Monday with my laptop and do a few PowerPoint presentations!” She looked confused; she didn’t know what PowerPoint was! “I tell people what to do!’ I said. “And they pay you for that?” She wasn’t convinced! I loved her! So simple! She was impressed by my resume; I was impressed by her potential!
We went to my place after dinner. I turned on the fireplace and played Coltrane’s Days of Wine and Roses. Bobak and Zari disappeared into his room; more negotiations and arguments! Shideh was taken by the view! We kissed and watched the traffic on the bridge.
“Can I give you a massage to ease the pain on your back? You must have been standing all day. I’ve been to Japan a few times. Japanese are the masters of shiatsu!” I said with a straight face. “Sure” she said. In a few minutes she was half naked! “Let’s go to your room. I don’t want them to see me naked in the middle of the living room!” Shideh said.
She lied down on my bed completely naked. I couldn’t get my eyes off the dimples on her lower back. “Do you have to smile to get the dimples on your butt, or they are always like that?” She slapped my arm and said, “You are crazy! I don’t usually date Iranians! Are you guys all like this?”
There was something very special and familiar about her. I promised myself not to screw this one up like some other relationships! She wrapped her body around me like a warm blanket. Things got hot very quickly. Then she whispered quietly into my ear
منو سفت بکن
با من حرف بزن، نمیخوام فقط صدای نفس هاتوبشنوم
Around one o’clock she got up and got dressed. “Where are you going? Why don’t you stay here? I’ll make you breakfast in the morning.”
“I live with my mom. I can stay out as long as I want, but I have to sleep at home. She is very strict!” I walked her to her car and told her that I would call her from Dallas in the middle of the week.”
I couldn’t get her out of my mind all week. On Saturday another double date, then back to the house and another 1 AM departure! I was on cloud nine! Everything looked so good, so effortless. This went on for over a month. I was thinking about buying her a present. So I went to Victoria’s Secret in Dallas and bought her a sexy lingerie and FedExed it to her work overnight. The next evening she called and thanked me. I couldn’t wait till the weekend to see her in the lingerie.
The next day I told my client that I had a family situation and had to leave. Everyone was worried for me! I rescheduled my meetings, changed the flight, the hotel and the rental car and rushed to the airport. I got home, jumped in the shower and left the front door open for her. When I got out of the shower, she was standing there in her lingerie. What a sight! The lingerie stayed on her for less than 10 seconds! Afterwards, we laughed about how I changed my meetings, my flight, the hotel and the rental only to see her in the lingerie for less than 10 seconds. She slapped my arm and said that I was crazy!
Over the weekend she asked me if I could pick her up at her house. I was hoping that her mom wouldn’t be there. But there she was, sitting in the living room. I was on my best behavior. She gave me a one-second, head-to-toe look that only Iranian mothers are capable of doing. It was like an MRI or a full-body scan. Later in the car, Shideh laughed and said, “My mom liked you. She thinks that you are a nice guy!”
After about three months of doing the same things on the weekends, I got busy with other things and she wasn’t around on a couple of the weekends so we didn’t see each other for a while. The next time that I saw her was for my birthday. She brought me a cake. We both pretended that everything was the same, but it wasn’t. Her body didn’t feel the same. Another month passed and we didn’t call each other. So on one quiet Saturday afternoon, I called her to say hi and see if she wanted to go out. She sounded serious.
“I am getting married next month!”
“You are? Who is the lucky guy?” I tried to sound cool.
“He is a distant relative on my mom’s side. He lives in another state. He came here a few times. We went out and then he asked me to marry him.”
“Are you going to invite me to your wedding? Just tell them that I work with you at Nordstrom!”
“You are crazy!”
“You are going to get married and disappear just like this? Why don’t we go to your favorite sushi place and see each other for last time?” She agreed.
I met her at the sushi place the next day for lunch. She was not as care free and fun as usual. After lunch as we were walking towards her car, I asked her if she wanted to come to my place and spend some time with me. She gave me a sweet smile, hugged me, kissed me on the cheek, got into her car and drove away and I knew that I will never see her again.
You Are Always on My Mind by Pet Shop Boys
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Faramarz, digeh exajereh nakon
by Monda on Sun Jan 02, 2011 04:06 PM PSTWhen did I say there was "lots of betrayal and drama"?! bia o khoobi kon : ))
Just stay away from saleetehs and k-khols, no matter how many dimples they got on your favorite spots.
Btw this is the second time I'm reading Mehrban's comment about how well-adjusted you are. post-ghadr daani, could you blog about that, when you can?
Happy New Year to you as well!
Yes and No
by Flying Solo on Sun Jan 02, 2011 03:58 PM PSTNazy,
If I were to advise a 32 year old daugher of mine on either a) continuing in a 'dead-end' relationship (definition of dead end : one which will eat up her youth without bearing fruit in the form of mutually satisfying life building/children/home/companionship) and b) a distant relative who wants to settle down and try his/her hand at building a family, I'd opt for the latter. Does that make me an unromantic soul? Not exactly. But it does make me a pragmatic one.
You are absolutely correct in that there are no guarantees even inside of a union of distant relatives. But - when the other option provides nothing but supposedly the promise of 'good memories', what is a mother to do?
We all have wonderful memories. But in our advanced years the perspective becomes a lot more comprehensive. At least it ought to. Life is short. Youth - over, in a flicker of an eye. Sexual attractiveness, physical stamina, fecundity, naivete, optimism - all these things are - gosh - so short lived. And time is precious - and it goes by far too quickly for a woman to waste her time on a man who just wants to have a good time and build memories.
Mibakhshid. I am the controversial one here - perhaps. There comes a time in our life when we have to actually own up to what we truly want. Do we want to mess around and have fun for decades upon decades? Maybe that is the reality and luxury for a man. But is it the same for a woman?
You had a good series on Frogs and Princes. Well - the Faramarz and Shazde and Red Wine stories do well mirroring the angst of the female protagonists of some of your stories. Like I said - Grazers and Diners.
Objects in hindsight mirror look better than they were!
by Nazy Kaviani on Sun Jan 02, 2011 03:32 PM PSTI think we should celebrate our old lovers with the good memories. At the same time, we must be careful not to romanticize our ex-lovers to the point where we forget why we didn't continue the relationship and settle down with them.
I don't know when this story happened, but I'll have you know that a friend of mine was only recently advised by a girlfriend that her mother wished for her to "mo'aasherat" with a distant relative whom the mother found to be a more suitable match for the woman who is 32. Cut. Fast forward. My friend got dumped and the woman might be marrying the distant relative very soon.
I hope Shideh has no regrets about choosing the security of a family-approved relationship and marriage. Sadly, family approval does not guarantee success for marriages, only a recipe for more disasters in the form of bad blood among families. I know a thing of two about this.
Faramarz, I'm glad you are cherishing your good memories!
Come again!
by Flying Solo on Sun Jan 02, 2011 03:13 PM PSTAgha Faramarz:
This place belongs to you more than it does to me. I rarely post anyway and am often absent and don't have a wrong side for virtual antagonism. :)
Fact is, I find all these reminiscing of you guys'es romances cute and amusing. How can I say it - they seem so 'innocent' in many ways. I do appreciate though that when a man means business, he rarely goes about the object of his affection in a casual manner. And Iranian women are not into 'charity' giving. (Pardon my French). I have known enough Iranian women, who pretend not to be Iranian to know that the ride you were taken on was no cups and saucers at Disneyland. There is always an agenda and that agenda involves a lot more than you were willing and/or able to offer. She dumped you in cold blood - the Iranian way.
But then it so appears that you both enjoyed the cosmic accident. So, no harm done, one hopes.
Faramarz - is that why you sleep singly in a double bed?
by MM on Sun Jan 02, 2011 03:12 PM PSTYou had the chance and you blew it on sex and work.
Barbara Mandrell says it the best - Sleeping Single In A Double Bed
//www.youtube.com/watch?v=OX2Ynlwgv2c
I think I like the original "you are always on my mind" by willie nelson
//www.youtube.com/watch?v=R7f189Z0v0Y
PS, Ask Zari to assist you with chapter 2, and happy new year
I have to repeat; I am amazed at how well adjusted you are
by Mehrban on Sun Jan 02, 2011 03:09 PM PSTIn general I mean. So little neurosis in your stories.
More Happy New Year
by Faramarz on Sun Jan 02, 2011 03:04 PM PSTMonda,
You are so sharp!
No wounds, but lots of happy memories!
I think that’s where men and women are so different. Men don’t see anything wrong or dramatic about this story. Women however see lots of drama and betrayal. I am a better person because of her and I am sure that she is a better person because of me!
MPD,
You say so much with so few words! Thank you!
That was good,
by Multiple Personality Disorder on Sun Jan 02, 2011 02:54 PM PST... very good.
Very entertaining as usual
by Monda on Sun Jan 02, 2011 02:44 PM PSTFaramarz, something tells me she was not your type (model e to nabood)
Still, for whatever reason (aside the sex thing) Shideh khanoom left her mark on you. Be gentle with that wound.
Happy New Year Dear Friends
by Faramarz on Sun Jan 02, 2011 02:41 PM PSTCousin Mehrdad,
I wish you the best in the New Year and thanks for your warm comments. I really miss her dimples!
Such as life!
Anahid,
Thanks for your comments. She gave me lots of Clinique samplers. I am a regular customer now.
My distant relatives are either dead or cougars! I’ll introduce them to Dr. Mohandes! He has the perfect attitude to deal with them, the cougars, not the dead one!
Angeline Joon,
I will send you a thermos full of hot chocolate! You don’t need a bikini in that frigid weather! I am a fan, sometimes!
Statira,
You know, I did ask her if the guy was taking good care of her. She said that he wants to wait till they are married. I respect that. She was a great woman that’s why I wrote this piece.
Yolanda,
OMG, LOL!
Ok I am kidding with you! Your simplicity is so refreshing. I admire that!
Trust me this was the best ending to this story. A marriage is not always the best ending. A lasting happy memory is!
Solo Khanoom,
I like your posts and I am a fan. But somehow I have got on your wrong side!
Is there anything I can do, aside from vanishing from this site that will make me your virtual friend?
Rea,
Happy New Year!
What long intro? She was a good girl. We just arrived at the same intersection at different times. Nobody’s fault!
With such a long introduction, no wonder she drove away
by Rea on Sun Jan 02, 2011 02:32 PM PSTI would've, too. Well, 20 yrs ago, to be honest. Nowadays, I'm less choosy.
Bonne année, dear Faramarz.
//thecoffeetimesabine.files.wordpress.com/201...
Flying Solo
by Dirty Angel on Sun Jan 02, 2011 02:20 PM PSTROFLM!!!
And great 'apeenes to you in 2011 and not just for the best post!
"Stuff happens and some, one way or another, get stuffed"
Faramarz
by statira on Sun Jan 02, 2011 02:10 PM PSTMese eenke DA barat naghshe kesheedeh? Make sure this time, you propose right away.
Grazer and Diners
by Flying Solo on Sun Jan 02, 2011 01:51 PM PSTAgha Faramarz:
You were given a chance and the best you could come up with was miss a meeting, a couple of sushi meals, a teddy out of Victoria's "Un"Secret - and oh yes - some dirty talking in the sack? Really?
In the words of that old sage of the 80's: "Where was the beef?" :)
So the Cosmo non-Clinger with the dimpled derriere - dumped you - the Power Point presenter with the air miles - for the trusted and true distant relative who could deliver the goods. Heck - to think that you even passed the "Mom" test but failed anyway! Fer gerd's sake sonny - you thought she'd let you ride her for free for ever? Those Clinique girls make their living giving out samplers and leaving you wanting. Classic!
Khappy New Khyear!
.......
by yolanda on Sun Jan 02, 2011 01:49 PM PSTWhat a dramatic story! I was wondering what would happen if you (the character in the story) proposed to her? The story might have a different ending!
Is she considered a two-timer? It seems to me that she was dating 2 guys at the same time....she did not just date one person exclusively.
Thank you for sharing!
Looks like a love triangle!
by statira on Sun Jan 02, 2011 01:44 PM PSTIt seems like she was dating two of you at the same time. Naa, I think youre more like a player.
YUCK!
by Dirty Angel on Sun Jan 02, 2011 01:43 PM PSTSomeone once sent me a bikini in the post and I refused to see the guy ever again. Fitted perfectly - freaked me out - I threw it in the bin. What a horrible thing to do, sending lingerie from some common shop!
Ferferezi, az in kara ba man nakonia. Merci!
"Stuff happens and some, one way or another, get stuffed"
Dear Faramarz, those girls at Clinique counter at Nordstrom
by Anahid Hojjati on Sun Jan 02, 2011 12:48 PM PSTThey are usually gorgeous. I once knew a great looking Iranian girl working at makeup counter at Nordstrom but not in California. I am sorry it had to end like this. It seems after all these years, Iranians still marry their distant relative. Maybe you need to go after a distant relative of yours if marriage is your goal, otherwise, you are doing just fine.Happy New Year to you.
Enjoy it while it last
by Bavafa on Sun Jan 02, 2011 12:22 PM PSTDear cousin Farmarz, first thing first... happy new year
I guess in some of these fling, we know from the get go that we need to enjoy it while it last and sure as hell you seem to have just done that.
Great story
Mehrdad