It's really incredible how little things can make us travel over cloud nine. No matter where you are, what you do, the moment it just comes across your mind, it brings forth that very happy curve across your Next-Moment-The-World-Is-Gonna-End face.
I still can’t believe a year has passed by. Who’d ever have imagined about that very turning point? But yeah, I was the one who pestered her to take that step initially. Do I regret it now? No. Certainly not! That doesn’t mean I hate her. My love for her is unconditional and eternal. Indeed, days passed by so swiftly unlike those wonder filled moments I spent with her.
Believe it or not, I hated the sight of her at our first meet. “JEEZZ! What an irritating specimen??!” That’s exactly what I muttered under my breath.
Two years down the line we met again. My goodness, that meet was inevitable and unavoidable just like death. Believe me our meet did not kill me but revived me. It was at that time my life was staggering to survive and this meet just put an end to the pains, the questions and more over my unquenched thirst for Love.
Undoubtedly she was my first Love. It seems like just yesterday I was holding her hand to my heart and swore, “I Love You”. Incredibly, days passed by so swiftly. I could sense a hell lot of similarities between us. But still she was very different.
I was a pessimist. She was a B+ve 24x7.
I cried. She consoled.
I sinned. She chided.
I lost. She hoped.
I suffered. She prayed.
I won. She smiled. That smile, that very curve of happiness is the symbol of the Angel.
I was happy. And so was she.
But unlike all Fairy tales, it did not end there. We moved apart. That’s when Time played its role. “Fate ruined my life”, would have been a normal guy’s cry. But I would say”An Angel lit my gloomy life. She stayed until she taught me how to be bright all the time. She left when her mission was accomplished”.
“Don’t be an illiterate. Start reading stuff!” She was my Source of Wisdom – My Teacher.
“I don’t wanna see that Brinjal-Face ever again. Hmmph!” She transformed me from a hard core pessimist to a whole new being – My Counselor.
“Humanity was created in first place for sharing, caring and loving.” She taught me this unquestionable maxim - My Best Friend.
"I met her not to die but to be born again" – My Mother.
I held her hand one fine evening in the middle of the night saying “I Love You”. She kissed “Love you too!” – My Lover.
Till today those trivial stuff reminds me of those wonder filled memories. The unique ringtone I had set for her. My heart skips a beat every time I listen to it. The fragrance of that very perfume she wore. Pity me, I still can’t figure out its name. The 50 buck-note I once borrowed from her, the choco wrappers she had thrown away, her hankie which she forgot to retrieve and that card which I received when she left are my priceless possessions that I would never part with.
There is not a single day that has dawned without her memories. I loved more than my own Mom. She knew that. I still love her. I hope she knows that too.
My Loving Girl,
I treasure every single moment that I spent with you and will carry them in my heart till I depart. I hope you read this.
Love.
