Saturday, November 5, 2011

Why I don't know why you say goodbye I say salam

When I went to his house he made us Moroccan tea, a complicated affair involving a mix of tea leaves, herbs, and spices brought over in suitcases from the homeland, and stored in plastic bins in his kitchen. Oh, and sugar. Lots and lots of sugar. There was an intricate silver tea pot and those tiny clear glasses with no handle that burn the prints right off your fingers.

When he came to my house, he brought the tea ingredients with him. It was too hot in my furnace-blasted apartment for tea, even with windows open, but he left the stuff here, anyway. "Next time," he said. Next time, I thought to myself, knowing how precarious this all is, but allowing myself to hope, anyway. 

I melt for a man that tells me stories in bed, and he did, in franglais and with accompanying funny voices and dramatic gestures. He told me one that he performed while volunteering in Morocco with a non-profit organization that works with children, and could he just stop already, with all the extraneous heart-melting information that I did not need to know?

He brought me cereal in bed. He puts honey in his Honey Bunches of Oats. He makes me laugh. I make him laugh.  

"Leila sa'eeda," he whispered, before falling asleep. 

"Leila sa'eeda?" I repeated.

"Yes, it means good night. Actually, it means...happy night. Sa'eeda means happy."

"Sa'eeda," I whispered. Sa'eeda.   

11 comments:

  1. It sounds like you're falling fast. But the heart wants what the heart wants.

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  2. mmm Moroccan tea. He sounds sweet (like the tea). I love the getting-to-know-you part of a relationship. Have fun :)

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  3. I love the rituals around making tea! He sounds very sweet! YAY happy!

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  4. Reading this warmed my heart... =)
    He sounds like a kind soul, I hope the two of you can make each other happy.

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  5. This is all very heart warming, and I'm happy you're happy :)

    However, the "goodnight" and "brought me cereal to bed" talk has me thinking you're already sleeping together...? Too soon, Rachel. Too soon.

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  6. Bah, sleep with him if you want! I like him and you are worldly enough to hold his interest.

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  7. I don’t want to be that commenter; he does sound sweet but I would just urge you to proceed with caution. I fell hard for a Moroccan guy when I was studying in France. I took an interest in his language and culture but soon discovered that he didn’t give a shit that I did. He was sweet and sensual and talked loving about his home and family and I dropped my guard around him. He was also ridiculously attractive, tall, and with the most gorgeous accent. So I soon discovered that I wasn’t the only one he’d been spending “quality time” with. It crushed me and I almost still can’t believe it because he just seemed so gentle but the rumours became too loud to ignore. I’m happy that you’re happy but please think of yourself in the beginning and don’t compromise who you are for him.

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  8. I don't really care who you bang or date or you know but i thought you might like to know a certain Mr. Jeff Mangum is playing the Lincoln Theatre in DC, on Jan. 27.

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  9. Oh baby, you know what I like.

    Just looked it up and tickets go on sale this Friday at 12 pm, aka when I am at work and can't get online. I have terrible luck with tickets selling out before I can buy them, but I'll try, for sure. Thanks for the tip.

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