Syam -
I was excited. In all ways. I was anticipating stuff. I know her for long but that was a big leap after all the doubts, clarifications, queries, questions I had for her. I am not surprised she would have similar doubts. All I wanted is to present myself in the best possible way. I groomed my hair, I packed my beauty kit, I put my contacts. I flew all the way down south. I reached and I felt a chill from the spine as I landed in lexington. I knew she might be waiting outside. I ran out of battery in the phone. Still I went to the restroom to present myself. Came down, saw none. Tried to charge my phone to call her. Went to the other side with all the tensed up mind. She called me and said she will be there soon and my eyes never stopped looking for the anticipated stranger that is about to become MINE. (I wasn't definitely sure then). I did not know what to expect. There she came in a chudidar all dressed up like an angel, smiling and happy, running to catch up the late. At one moment she felt like a goddess. I was like... woowww who is this I am meeting. I was hesistant on what to say. should I give a shake hand? or say namaste? or say good morning? Anyways I havent done any. The late that happened on either person's part myself grooming and her being stuck in traffic took the turn to initiate our conversation. I was lost in looking at her when she first initiate our face to face blabbering. :P
Madhu -
I was disappointed when he told me that he had taken a ticket for vacation to India. I wished I could tell something.On that sunday morning the 2nd day of Dasara, I wanted to tell him that I would miss him. But, I just could not.I was shy.I could anticipate that he would have a list (of young pretty ladies ofcourse!) to look at once he is there.I comforted myself that I would be on his mind too,that he too might be feeling the same way... Then, he suddenly came up with an idea the next night - "Kaadu, Kentucky raana?" "Before I go to India?". Well, I did not respond this time too -because I was on cloud 9!! And, like a sunflower waits for the morning , I waited all the time, every moment for that October 2nd which happens to be a Full moon day and Gandhi Jayanthi as well. I fell sick on October 1st. The monthly sickness that completely drains my energy, as my body cramps, my back aches, my head hurts.I was not sure how I would face him being so sick. I thought of past episodes when I had to drag myself to work, when I would not cook, when I feel just sick extremely sick. I took leave on October 2nd. I woke up in the morning. I washed my face, and I felt fresh,and extremely joyful, which is unusual taking into account my health. I cooked, I washed sheets, made bed, disposed trash, and checked his flight status hourly.It was like my Birthday, as if I am being born the first time, as if I have nothing else around me except to wait..Then, I bathed,dried my hair, wore a new dress, gave my back a little rest and started to the airport. There was a traffic jam and I got frustrated. I knew he would be waiting for me. I wanted to see him. I wish I could fly like a bird. I started getting desperate. I drove fast, I took side ways, I did all that I can to reach him asap.I parked my car and ran towards the airport. And, at that time, something was quite clear to me - I had loved him beyond doubht, in its entirety. I was madly in love with him even before I saw him. Nothing had made me in the past so excited. I felt my heart flying. My eyes started searching for him. And then, he suddenly stood before me. His eyes met mine, Oh my god! those attractive marble eyes,driving me crazy,making me fall head over heels. Those eyes,it still does that to me...
The first look at him when I was almost about to get bumped into him, were at his eyes. He has got those charming eyes that kept me mesmerized. And, then I noticed his face. I felt joy overwhelming me. I wanted to jump onto him and hug him. He looked like no stranger to me. His eyes looked promising.I felt secure and longing.Rest is , as it goes, history :-)
Now that I write of this, I feel my heart pounding with those joyful memories...
Tuesday, December 8, 2009
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