vii. Invitation - Two Women And Two Unconverging Lines
vii. Invitation
After Jay D. met Jessica for the second time, he felt it a confirmation that she would become a person of certain significance in his life. Shortly after he met her for the first time, in his idol time, her face appeared in his mind from time to time, but he could not foresee that he would meet her again. But he did, and he felt a certain destiny. Though he was not a strong believer of religious or spiritual ideas such as fate and destiny, he conveniently made an exception in this case. He contemplated about her face, voice and body language day after day. If he were to pick up a magazine and pick up his favorite model, then he would apply a certain standard. Hairstyle, eye color, eyebrow, surface of skin, curvature of nose and texture of lips. Some men always stuck to their ideal representations of women; whereas, others fall for the unconventional in their minds mysteriously. The latter was the case in this particular instance. He was not particularly fond of blond women; he reckoned that blond being equated to beauty was just a myth. He also believed that it was a US – Euro central viewpoint skewed by their politics and that he did not wish to swallow the idea without careful examination and analysis. He was not interested in short women, either. Though he was not very tall, he preferred women of the average height or slightly above.
He found many aspects of her personality appealing though. Her parents were originally from Russia, and because of that, she still had many relatives there. She also visited the country quite a few times. This made her semi-multicultural and he found it very appealing. This almost sounds cliché, but she was conversant in Russian literature; she apparently only read translations though. One of his favorite novels was ‘Crime and Punishment’ written by Dostoevsky, and it was one of her favorite novels as well. She said that she had been mulling over the idea of spending a year or two in Russia to do her graduate study. This also appealed to him; he found her eagerness to open her horizon and develop her perspective in a foreign land very captivating.
But, given all reasons, he might have been trapped in his imagination of perfection created by his blind love. The degree to which he fell for her was inexplicable or much of his obsession was a result of blind love.
While he kept thinking about her at Java Jones, she appeared in front of him. ‘Let there be light’. He suddenly felt as if he were taken to the Galerie des Glaces - The Hall of Mirrors, though he had never been there before. His neuropsychological system registered the image in his mind; he practically saw the majestic hall. The image projected in his mind was almost comical, yet it was a serious matter to him. He did not recall much of the conversation that took place this evening. But he was invited to her birthday party; he clearly remembered that. She made a very cute card and handed it to him; the place, the date and the time, which the party was going to be held, was on the card.
