Masculinity (Whatever That Is)

                           Masculinity (Whatever That Is)

I meet a lot of people every day in my line of work. Funny, crazy, and normal ones. But there are some whom I can never forget. People with lives which are just as good as tv dramas. 

And in honor of the memories that they have shared with me, I will try to capture them into words and write their stories. 

Let us kick this off by telling the story of a guy who looked like a Hollywood star.

The first time I saw him, the wind was literally knocked out of me. No joke. He was so ripped. He has one of those most beautiful faces in the world, a defined jaw, and a gorgeous smile that made him look like Scarlett Johansson's husband.

And because I'm a fan of pretty faces (who isn't?), I tried my best to look cute and talked to him. 

He said he was an ordinary salary man, he worked out, and he was in his late thirties-which was pretty shocking for me because I thought he was just 25 years old. 

We talked and talked and later on, I realized he was pretty boring to talk to. He was as bland as bread. But it's okay because I LOVE BREAD. Hahaha. 

Three weeks later, due to fortunate events which I call destiny because I'm cheesy and have no life, we met again. 

I used my irresistible charm which is a nicer word for witchcraft to make him open up about himself. And guess what, it worked! 

He shared that he was on one-week leave from work and he spent his leave going to the gym and taking English classes 3 times a day. 

As I was listening to him, I sensed there was something wrong. I said earlier that he was bland, but I think NO, he was not bland, he was numb. 

When he talked, his face was not showing any emotions and his shoulders were slumped. It's like he had lost every bodily function but the ability to speak. 

As I was staring at him I didn't realize he was done talking but I didn't catch anything he said. 

I looked him in the eyes and said "I hope I am not being too nosy but, what's wrong?" He was taken aback. 

" What? Nothing," he said.

 "There is something in you that I can't put a finger on. I'm sure of that. There is something in your eyes and aura that I can't explain." I replied. 

He looked me in the eyes and with a deep sigh and feeling of surrender, he spilled the biggest tea in his life. 

He got his girlfriend of 5 years pregnant and she broke up with him the moment they found out. He begged her not to do it because he wanted to propose and get married but she refused. She moved out of their shared apartment and lived with her Mom. She said she can raise her future baby alone just like what her Mom did for her. 

I was so confused as to why would she do that. I assumed the guy might have been a cheater, a freak, and a douchebag, but according to him, he was faithful and so was she. 

The only reason she left him was that she thought he was not masculine enough to be a father. She wanted him to be more decisive, more of a leader, more masculine (whatever that means). 

And the reason he took time off from work was to think about his life and his plan to move forward. 

He saw a picture of his newborn son on her ex's Instagram recently and asked her to let him meet him, to let him be part of his son's life but she doesn't want him to.

I don't know the whole story but I felt so sad for this guy. He was clearly depressed and stuck. I don't know who was in the right or in the wrong in their breakup. Nor I am in the position to judge.  However, I strongly believe his son deserves to know him and he has the right to be a father. 

To Mr. T.K.

Don't stop trying your best to meet your son. I don't know your whole life story but your son deserves to meet you. Keep on improving yourself. But remember, don't you ever think that you are not masculine enough to be the father of your son. You can be the best father just the way you are. Take care.