The Watch and The Diamond Ring

Shiny Emotional Things

“I like your watch,” she said, while pulling my left wrist with the brown leather timepiece towards her sexy eyes. “It’s really nice. I really like it.”

I smiled like the moon. For me, a compliment on my watch is a compliment to my being. This is because my Pa always told me that a man’s watch foreshadows a man’s belief system, style and heart. As such, I took considerable care, perseverance and patience to find my watch; cared less if I had to walk up and down, up and down, and break my legs in KLCC. But when my eyes fell upon this large rectangular shiny timepiece, with its simple dials, unbreakable glass and soft brown leather strap, I knew it was the one.

As her stunning eyes surveyed the details on my watch, I noticed a heavy shine emitting from her hand. Your ring, it’s bling bling, I said.

“It’s chunky, I knowwwww,” she squealed, her eyes now focused on her golden ring encrusted with specks of diamond. “I really, really love it. But, you must know, this is not my engagement ring.”

It’s not?

“Nope, it’s on the other hand.” She pulled her left hand onto my lap, displaying a simple white gold band with a petite diamond. “I chose this ring.”

Before my mind could quickly calculate the cost of her jewelry, she quickly said, “There were so many nicer rings. But they were just too expensive.” She surprisingly let out a deep sigh, and flickered her slender fingers to allow the small diamond catch the light coming from the lamp shades. Quickly, I noticed how her frown disappeared into a smile.

“I love him,” she said. “I really, really love him”.

And that’s when I knew that she really does.