Friday, 22 June 2012

Falling in love all over again..

              Yes I have fallen in love again. This time fully knowing what I m getting into. When I fell in love five years back, I was naive to the ways of love and to what a relation means. I faltered and erred. Much more than I would have realized then. I ran out of love, sometimes too indulged in my own worries. I hurt.. a lot more than I was ready for. Just when I thought I have experienced all that love holds, I fell in love. All over again. With the same man 
              12th June, early morning (8 a.m :P) Sagar restaurant.
             S and I had gone to have breakfast at this place. Now this restaurant is on the first floor and has its kitchen on the ground floor. The cash counter, where S and I were standing, was just close to the stairs at the entrance. He was waiting to make the payment when he realized we left behind the bottle of water on our table. He asked me to fetch it. I made one smart movement, my attention fully on my target -the bottle! Little did I know that the moment I turned, the floor had given way to the stairs :P And there went I , down the stairs!
             I thought I would go straight to the ground floor but luckily I got my grip and held on after falling 4 to 5 steps. Damage was already done. The entire floor had its eye on me
           While I was sliding down the stairs  thoughts  on my mind were:
  1. The entire floor is watching you! Run!!!
  2. S is hiding his face maybe! What a clumsy girlfriend he has :P 
  3. What if S shouts at me for being so stupid? In front of everyone!
  4. My behind hurts :P and my hands are burning!!!
         I got up to see S all worried and right there. Instead of getting mad at me ( I could have done something toofani like break my head with that stunt of mine) he pulled me closer to ask if I was alright. Not once bothering to look around and see how many people were watching us.That won me 
        Although I kept bickering over how stupid I looked due to the fall , it was done away with his reassurances ! 

        Thank you S for all the wonderful ways you care for me 

        51.. Love it when we talk utter nonsense and keep arguing about who speaks the right mother tongue.
        52.. Love it when you hold my hands and say nothing and yet I feel everything.  

        53.. Love it when you leave those messages in my inbox while I m away.. 
        54.. Love it when you call me your gudiya.. 

        55.. Love it when you shy away when I make you smile while you chat from office 

        56.. Love it when you hold  me like nothing is going to take me away from me 

        57.. Love it when you listen to all that I blabber and when I ask you "What did I just say", you are able to say my exact words !!!  

        58.. Love the way we keep teasing each other with all kind of names!! 

        59.. Love the fighting with you.. 

        60.. Love the fact that you have given me the best two days of my life.. 

           Love you sooo much S !

Friday, 15 June 2012

Prayers Answered :D

             A few days back I was a bundle of nerves. I was fervently praying and asking others to do the same for me. Like I promised- details later :D So here is how the story goes..
             I was supposed to go to a field trip to Goa with my friends. With much persuading, I had convinced my parents to let me go one more time to the same place with the same people. So far so good. Complications began when all my friends starting dropping out one by one and instead packed into the field trip to Manali. Manali was a big NO from my home. I was left with two options- Goa or nowhere.
             Some of my classmates were making plans to bring along their boyfriends (secretly ofcourse) and just out of the blue I asked S if he would come. At first he was reluctant to promise because of the nature of his work and we went through so many tiffs because of it. I was unsure if I should go or not. If he would not turn up I would simply rot to boredom because there was no one, I was comfortable with, on the tour.
            We were 60 days away from the trip and pretty much confused. With much deliberation I made the advance payment. Skeptical about the events that would follow. Fearing the worse.
             The days that followed were the full of frustrations and temper. We fought almost everyday. I thought he no longer cared while he thought I just don't see sense :P With my feelings completely made to feel invalid, I was worried if I had made the right choice.
             2 days before the trip was to be made, S booked his tickets and the hotel. The very next day we had a bitter fight. The negativity of it was getting to me. The thing with being the one to propose first is that you constantly feel you are the one who needed the other. I wondered if he even needed me in the first place.. I had told him in anger that I would not talk to him unless he talks and gives me reason enough to believe that he wants me as much as I want him.
              The next day I woke up with a text asking me to check my mail. I called him up as it was too early to go online from home. The voice, that answered the call, had me. It was the same tenderness with which we used to talk when we were alone. Somehow that never happens as much. No matter how hurt I m, it is bound to get me to forgive him. Like it did that day..
              That morning I opened my mail and reread it again. I was all smiles the entire day (although I didn't tell him that). He proposed me again in that mail :)
              Now that we both were together all I was worried about was the other factors. Right from safe travel, accomodation, the lies, the calls, everything! Now paranoid is an understatement for that!
              With bated breathe I waited for the morning of 12th June. On the morning of 12th June I saw him waiting for me. That was enough to set aside some worries. It was 8 months since I hugged him!!
              In two days we lived our dream. Somehow whenever we meet, it seems like a dream to me. Everything went perfect without any glitches. Touchwood.
              We sat together on the beach, watching the waves lap on the shores..
              We held on to each other as if making up for each moment spent apart..
              We walked hand in hand on the sand leaving behind imprints of togetherness..
              We woke up with the assurance of having each other at arms distance.
              We got drenched in our first monsoon together and then held close, trembling in the cold winds..
              We walked the distance which neither of us could do all alone..
              We watched the sun set putting an end to the wonderful day we had.
Thank you so much my dear readers for the prayers and comments. I and S read it together :)


Sunday, 10 June 2012

Pray for me

             The last couple of months have taxing on me. I pondered on things which were so obvious to me sometime back. I couldn't keep pace with all that was happening to me and around me.
             What's been done is done. The next 4 days are going to be life defining for me and S.
             All you readers have been with me through the months, encouraging me to write and making me smile with your comments. I want you all to pray for us.
             I strongly believe in the concept of cumulative prayers. Please do spread the energy into the universe to keep us together and safe :)
             More about the details later !


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