budding love # 7

I came exhausted back home, the day was really tiring, determined to get some sleep after getting fresh I opened the main door lock, the first thing that came to my view was she, but what happened? How and why? All questions started rising in my mind, she was sleeping on the sofa, head on his lap, he was trying to console her? She looked comfortable with him, my heart was beating faster and every move that his hand made through her hair brought pain to it. I was standing still there… I was tired and exhausted but jealousy and anger had overcome the feelings by now, they didn’t even realize my presence in the room, the sound of the door opening, he was busy caressing her hair. I wanted to shout at that moment. It was not bearable for me to see her so comfortable in other man’s arms. Was I being possessive? But then am I not supposed to be? My heart squeaked in affirmation, but I could not do anything.
While caressing her he took a casual look at the door and saw me standing there, he gave a smile to me, but that smile clearly conveyed me his message
“I win…!!” I too gave him a helpless smile and tried to make myself comfortable, I removed my shoes as I sat on the sofa, while I eyed their every move.
Soon my MIL brought a glass of water from me from the kitchen, I looked at her and pondered, “Whole family seems to be here… ” as I sipped water, she enquired me how my day was and all sort of questions that were listed in her questioner. I answered them and went in my room to get fresh. I don’t know what was happening to me, I didn’t even enquire, what had happened to her? Why they came here? Why she was sleeping? I was not able to get out of the view… she being comfortable in his arms. I think I did not like the idea that I’m not the only man in her life, I was denying the truth that she loves him too. I washed my face and wiped it with napkin, as I looked in the mirror I questioned myself again was I being selfish? Is love defined? Can’t we love two people equally? After all she has right to love her parents with whom she has been for past 25 years, I know she has the right but why am I not able to accept this? May be this is for the same reason why my mom can’t see me happy with her without her in our life? May be this is exactly what she might be feeling, jealous to see her Son happy with some woman who came into his life just a year back? Somewhere in the question answer session that my heart was playing I went to sleep.
My sleep got disturbed when she came and cuddled herself in my arms, making pillow of one of them. I opened my eyes and watched her innocent face glowing in the street light that was falling on her face; she was so innocently sleeping in my arms. I moved her hair from her face and kissed her forehead, I then realized she was burning with fever. Forgetting everything I got up and brought her medicine to which she politely replied, “I had them, dad gave it.” I sighed in relief and then placing the blanket properly across her I sat beside her while she tried to sleep, her face glowing in the dim light. When I realized that I love this feeling,
I love playing as her Father and care for her when she is not well and always
I love playing her Brother to resolve her issues and stand by her side always
I love playing her Friend to share all her secrets and keep them locked in me
I love playing her Kid to get pampered by her.
I love the most playing her better half and watch the pride grow in her eyes for me.
I know I’m selfish, I want all her love, I don’t want to share it with anyone, and I want to be the only one in her life to get all her love. I’m jealous of her to know how much love she has in her life apart from my love, but I know I can do anything for her for that one word she utters for me “Darling!!”

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“Tanish… dear wake up, you remember what day it is?” Hearing her call him, Tanish wrapped himself in the blanket and tried to take as much as possible of sound sleep in those two minutes, he expected her to be there soon as usual. He loved it when she removed the blanket from his face and would give him his morning kiss. Sometimes he would pretend to be sleeping just not to miss her kiss. She was standing there and he could sense she was keeping the things back to place. He tried not to open his eyes. “Tanish… Shona wake up, we have to go. You remember where we have to go?” she called out placing the football in the rack, she came and sat down by his bedside and slowly tried to unwrapp the blanket from his face, he could smell her fresh hair and her soft hands moved across his face and finally after admiring her sleeping beauty she gave him his most awaited morning kiss. He still wanted more of her love he tightly closed his eyes.
“Tanish, sweetheart I know you are awake and so you better get up and…”
Before she could finish her sentence Tanish answered her “Mom, How can you always know about me so well?” He pulled the blanket and was off the bed, when he realized what day it was today… he ran behind her and wrapped himself around her legs… “Mom… you are going to come with me na? You remember na what day it is today…. ”
she hugged him back and picking him she moved towards the bath… “yes dear, Me and also your dad, we both are going to come… ”
“Really? Wow that will be so much of fun… ” he cried in excitement.
He was so excited, today without any complaining he grabbed the glass of milk on table and had his breakfast in no time. He was the first person to get ready and be inside the car. He impatiently waited for his mom and dad to come there and when he saw them coming he called out his dad, “Dad… come fast, we will get late.” to which his dad nodded and acted to do things really fast and laughed… as he approached the car, before getting into the car they did hi-five, “So my Son is ready for the great day huh? ”
“Yes!! very much..” he chuckled.
His dad took the driving seat and mom the seat besides it and Tanish was peeping out from the space between them looking for answers for all his questions. Soon the trio started their journey in their Esteem. On the way Tanish observed all the things around happening very curiously.
“Mamma, will I get a apple or peach or orange or… ”
“Tanish, Beta how can I tell this now to you? Let’s go there and then find out huh?” Tanish nodded happily to her and looked out of the window, the fresh air caressed his light brown hair. His eyes twinkling in excitement.
“Mom what tree is that?” he asked pointing to one of the passing tree. He kept asking them so many questions. Some were answered some remained unanswered. Tanish was 3 years old and it was his first day to school. Like all other children who cry on their first day even Tanish would have cried, but he was excited about going to school, there was one major reason apart from all the other reasons given by his parents to convince him that going to school is the most beautiful thing. The school had organized a ceremony to make the first day of every child memorable.
Soon they reached the school main gate. Piyush dropped Tanish and Palak at the gate and headed towards the parking. While Palak started towards the pendal, Tanish looked around he was excited to study his new school, there was a big playground which had many attractions, a few of them playing the marry go round, some on the see-saw, some enjoying the slide. Piyush had joined them in no time and they moved to the pendal and made themselves comfortable.
“Kabhi socha hai kya… barish kyu gaye, kyu geet bewajah hotoo pe aaye… kyu achi lage pal mein lehre… ye sab ishare hai sang jo hamare hai… dil ne hamare… hai saware pyaar ke liye” played in the background softly but clear and distinct.
As time passed the pendal started getting energy and was almost full to its capacity, enthusiasm was in air, Tanish found so many new friends. The air was filled with energy, hopes, chirps and friendship.
Everyone settled down as they saw the principal approaching the stage. As she took over the mike she saw the excitement and curiousness in every little ones eyes. She started her speech “As we welcome our new members to our family we would like this day to be memorable to each one of you, so this function you see, as you all know we are going to plant a small sapling here which every child has to take care and water every day, take care of him as their mom takes care of theirs, see to it that they don’t fall sick, they have to attend school regularly as this friend of theirs will be waiting for them here daily, so children, everyone makes me a promise they will take care of their new friend and as you grow in this school this sapling will also grow and your friendship will also grow so will you be regular to school to meet your new friend? ”
“Yes miss…” came the reply in chorus.
Happy with the response she signaled someone at the backstage, and soon the stage was filled with saplings. She called out every ones name alphabetically, Tanish was waiting impatiently for his name to called out. Finally when his name was announced, he ran towards the stage and collected his sapling. He came down running towards his parents to show them.
He handed the sapling to Palak and before she could even have a proper look he started firing his questions, “Mom what is it? A Peach or orange? Or apple?” Palak smiled at him and replied, “Its a Tamarind”
“Means??” he snapped back..
“Imali khatti meethe ber… chal ghar jaldi ho gayi der…. that wali Imli..” Palak said and smiled looking at his expression. The students were then asked to think of a name for their new friend and all were taken to the open space and everyone got busy in planting. Palak casually asked Tanish what name has he thought for his new friend in a while they will have to declare it.. he thought for a while and then he asked, “ Mom What is that tree called that full fills all wishes…” Palak and Piyush were smiling listening to his innocent questions and then Palak answered, “That tree is called Kalptaru.”
“hmm… ok then I will call my new friend Taru….”

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Love at first sight…

Love at first sight…
How can you love a crying person… people look beautiful when they smile right? and you fall for them for their smile?
Will you fall for someone who keeps crying? Can tears attract someone to you?
In my case it did… ya… I know you don’t beleive me…  But it has happened and it was not love that grew eventually it was my first love and it was?? no It is my Love at first sight.. or rather His love at first sight
Our first meeting was at the most unromatic place not in a park or cinema hall or any romantic place where love can bloom that you can think of in this world… It was a hospital, When he first saw me I was crying uncontrollably, still he loved me… I dont know how he could fall for my tears,
In those tears he found his happiness??? You might think he is a jerk right?
I gave him blank looks but the belongingness in his eyes made me forget this world….Forget the hospital, my reason for being there, the sadness, the pain everything disappeared by just one look in his eyes…
He stood at a distance and looked at me for quite some time, then after a while he came to me, He did not speak a word nor did I, he just took my hand in his and kept looking at me silently, there was peace in his eyes, so much calmess that it made my pain vanish, I forgot why I was crying.
His eyes were content and they were telling me so many things, He was silently supporting me, his warm touch gave me a feeling of care.
He caressed my hand for a while and then he planted a soft kiss on it, that kiss  told me “Come what may I will stand by you always… ”
His aura made me forget the smell of medicines and blood that was lingering in the hospital,
He tought me the meaning of passion, He tought me to love unconditionally, Because of him I know what Love means,
His touch made me feel what “To Care” means,
His eyes told me so many untold things, He was still admiring my tears which were lost somewhere now, I was so comfortable in his arms, Nothing in this world can be more cozy than his arms, a place to reside when Im in fear. He was holding me firmly and after a while his hearts was content admiring me, he bend towards me and he kissed my cheek, my first kiss and I don’t remember how my heart was reacting cause I was out of my mind!!
Slowly lifting his head he whispered those magic words which still linger in my ears… “I love you my baby…. Daddy will never let you hurt… ”
And till today he has kept his promise… He has been with me in every up and down….
Thinking of him, feeling his love and planning for his coming Bday…
Love you Daddy…

I have lost him...

It has been 2 years now... I don't know how but I was very much attached to him, I don't even know what made him so special...  he had nothing special, he was just like the others...

It happened like it happens in every girls life... His proposal came to me and I was given some time to analyze before I say a YES... I read through his biodata, it was quite impressive, I had a look at his picture, there was nothing to say a No but somewhere I felt I was not ready... but after my brother insisted, I knew I had no reasons, I had to agree.... I know it was not something like love at first sight and all So don't expect those things here... so you know we took time... to develop that bonding. Slowly I came to know him, I explored his world, He never denied any of my requests. He always welcomed me, he had no problems in giving me access to his deepest secrets. I enjoyed spending time with him, with Him I would never be alone, and with him around I would be lost in crowd in his eyes.

Slowly I came to know about his knowledge, He was impressive had knowledge of everything... I loved listening to music but had never bothered to wonder who the lyricist and musician is...  with him I too started to categorize and recognize various forms of music. You know I'm very bad in remembering roads, he would always help me find out my way.. how does he remember all ways, wherever I might go he would make sure I didn't lose my way... his caring ways would just leave me with a smile...

We were bonding, getting closer.. or rather I was becoming more dependent on him, may be he was that way always? he had no demands, he agreed to all my needs and in return he expected nothing from me... He only had one demand "I will have to charge him every night!!" and I readily agreed to it... don't look with those wide eyes at me now... had no choice after all...

Its very easy for girls to start depending on someone, imagining their whole life with them...  and then it becomes very difficult for them to detach from them... That is what is happening to me now...

He has gone... forever.. he left me without saying a word... I don't even know what happened... what was my fault... what went wrong and why and how he left, how can he do that to me.. I wonder.. till today I miss him... It has been two years he left me... I miss his voice.. I miss his touch, the way he made me feel when I was with him... I know every other girl had one for them like the one I had...and everyone believed she had a unique one was in love with hers... there was nothing special in him too, but I thought him to be unique, made just for me.. still cannot forget him... Ohh God...

My heart aches to accept the fact that he might still be alive... in some part of the world.. his heart still beats but its not beating for me.. he still cares the same way... but not for me... some hands might still be feeling  him but they are not mine... the ears that hear his voice are not mine... He doesn't sing the songs for me anymore... He is no more working as a messenger for me... who would give all my messages with a smile to all my friends and deliver their messages to me... My cutie pie... I really miss him.. though he is not with him.. I still miss those wonderful days... After all First love is First love...

I know I need to move on... and Yes I have... Today I have someone who fills his place... who sings song for me when I feel low... who tries to bring smile by reading out jokes to me... keeps all my reminders and pays attention to everything... he is smarter, cool and much fun to be around.. that is how my friends describe him.. they feel jealous of me... but me.. I'm still longing for that old feeling... longing to feel...

I just wonder how come I realized I have lost him after a long time.. If I would have realized it in time... Alas... before I realized the deep loss his departure had made.. somebody had manipulated his heart and his heart is no longer beating for me... He is no longer loyal to me... he was now ringing for someone else... he was delivering messages for someone else...

Ohh dear.. My Nokia N79 I miss you so much.... I still want you back in my life... and you know what I still give suspicious looks to all those lucky hands who have your brothers in them.

Hamari Kahani...

There was a dialogue in Hum Tum if you dont recollect let me refresh..
It says like "hamari kahani.. jaise se hum naye logo se milte hai hamari kahani unki kahani se jodti rehti hai... "

Even God doesnt have enoufh incidents to make unique things happen in every individuals life... so stories are combined... like someone will have a story that his bank will go bankcrupt... so will every customer of that bank.. soneone might have in his fate that will meet with accident while travelling in bus.. so will every other passenger... Tsunami will affect so many lifes and get included as an expirence in the ones affected and the people who know the affected...

So you see our story is never a very unique story... it always has something common with someone or the other... !!! We think God is giving us pain.. only you are teh sufferer...
And by that I mean.. even your love story will never be unique!!! ;)
Now u say... why?? ahh??

Ok... let me tell you why.. because you share your love story with the one you love.. !! :) Right... so there is nothing liek unique that is happening in your life.. !!

Ya.. Im coming to point... so I was just thinking... even god implements the principal of  Reuse !! :) 

This is just outcome of my frustrated mind... nothing fruitful to think.. ! ! :) 

And how does this happen.. how is this decided that who all will suffer??
I think the stars play a very vital role in this... Stars are the s/w created by god which runs on the program god craeted... in every individual story...
God writes our life story as a test case...
-- He will get a good job... when saturn is in this...
-- He will fall sick... when xxx isin yy
-- He will suffer recession...

Then gods s/w picks up all teh conditions given in the life story and then calculates the start positions when those things will happen in actaula n are suppose to happen in our life and accordingly... calculate our date of birth.. and so we are sent on earth to execute His program... (Live teh program... )??? :|


let me give eg:
In Mr X life he is to suffer a recession at age of 40...
In Mr Y life he is to suffer recession at age of 25...

The starts will have a plan to bring recession in year 2050
so in 2050 Mr x needs to be 40 and mr y needs to be 25... and so likewise they are born...


:) Ya.. I beleive.. Stars are behind whatever happen in your life...
That does not mean I dont beleive in efforts...
Both are needed for success... Effort + Luck... (From stars...)

What do u say???