In love- 2015!!

“What’s been so special about my 2015” They had asked and every time I just smiled. You’ll know, I had replied.

I know I kept telling it had been special throughout, without sharing the details. So, this one is for each one of you, who had been eagerly waiting to know the reason.

But before I narrate about how I being in love with 2015 I simply want to know does anyone of us know reasons for why we fall in love with our special someone? 

If asked, we all will admit we can’t exactly put in words the answer.

The year started with a surprise package, which when I opened it shined admirably and brightened up my life. As I went on exploring the package, it not only spread love in my life, the love I have found long back, but it also have completed me by its presence.

Love had made its way to my heart long back, when I started adorning myself. But like it’s said, when love start loving you in return, your life seems beautiful more than your dreams.

That love, it did enter my life when my life had taken a sudden strange turn bringing a major change in me. But lately then it came up to me, gift wrapped, making me realize it want to be mine but not for being my support. It wanted to hug me becoming mine forever.

What was my reaction? As it stood in front of me with open arms, I did reciprocate.

Umm, I… I ran to hug and to be hugged, never to be alone. Yeah, I admit, I too could not resist its charm.

People find love in mere humans, this love of mine was my Strength!

It’s amazing; I have never been so strong. If I look back into my past, I find it weird that it ever belonged to me, LOL.

I remember a girl who was fearful. The girl used to sulk under the sheets, covering her mouth to not let her cries be loud. Her heart raced fast and her mind used to think about disappearing from facing any situation or anyone. She used to close her doors, shut her eyes tight, etc. She did everything to avoid being a part of crowd.

She never realized in her fear to avoid negativity, she even blocked the entry of positivism. That girl is me, crazily unbelievable.

When you are in love, you make every effort, though nervous. You just do it, for the sake of your love.

By passing time, as I found my lovable adorable strong factor, the fear passed by too. I started with tiptoeing and slowly increasing my pace to accept things. I too followed the love and accepted the fact, we should welcome whosoever (or whatsoever) arrive. Still, you always have an option to lock the entrance and show exit to unwanted ones.

Today bring the worst or best out of me, my heart is calm. I am fearless because since, I fell in love with my Mr. Strength; my lips forgot the taste of salty drops. It often smiles.

Now if I have to jot down, some best moments of this year… There were no extra ordinary as such. I know most of the time; I had been quiet, occupied and tired. Not that, I was busy living my life and avoiding others. I was just engrossed in my work, which was important and needed.

Yet I would say the times I managed to spend with my dear ones, have been close to my heart.

May it be a plain walk, a casual talk, a simple dine or sitting silently together; Nevertheless, It has been a moment, a soothing one.

When love is genuine and true, you trust it completely.

Those who had created problems for me by their not so logical behavior, I want to say to them, you can try destroying me, harm me and steal my smile but certainly you can’t break the trust, I have the strength in me- my love!

And to all those who have never been in love or never felt it, you should fall in love. It might take you deep inside the danger, but it won’t harm. It will only heal you.

In case, if it let you fall and doesn’t give a hand of help it certainly wasn’t your love. Stop fooling yourself considering it love. However, don’t close the door. Instead wait beside the open door. And when your search ends, put a tag- ‘Do not disturb’ coz you’ve found the perfect guest to be served at your home. 😉 


Wishing a sweet bid bye to my lovely year. You’ll always remain special dear 2015!

Your Love.  Continue reading

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Vinisha- your name has mine!

Sometimes it’s not something common that brings two people together and become friends. But it’s their willingness to be different and yet form up a bonding, trying to understand each other.

I am talking about one of such coolest friend of mine, who doesn’t match my nature but with whom I sure can be carefree for being whatever I wish to be, knowing she won’t mind my craziness.

Oh, we do have something similar and that’s our name. Vinisha, your name includes mine too and guess that was one big reason we clicked LOL.

Well whatever the reason might have been but I am glad we did become friends.

I don’t properly remember how we had started to interact. If I look back I can only recall the moments we together teased each other, hang-out together, ate together, fought for paying the bill first, playing those games in games court, and all silly things we did. We never had long chats online; still there was this strange feeling to feel comfortable at meeting you in spite of not knowing much about you. Surprisingly we always had a connection; may it be our first interaction, first chat, first call or the first meeting. I felt quite casual as if I’ve known you since long. When you are around I had always been at my comfort level, simply no formalities. It was probably my attachment with you, which never let me feel awkward in doing anything with you by my side. I could have not barged in anyone else room like that, or asked to accompany me to silly game court. Even I was sure you won’t mind walking along on sunny days on empty roads and talk non-stop. It’s these things, these feelings which make my bonding wonderful with you.

We might not have been the best of buddies but surely best among those we have bonded as friends, without beholding any complaints or expectations. We know we don’t keep much in touch yet understand if needed we’ll be there.

Dear, I want to tell you, you are a pretty girl with a lovely heart and amazing as a person.

I accept I don’t meet you much often these days, I am sorry for that, but I want to let you know the moments spent with you I will forever cherish them as a beautiful memory.

Last year I somehow managed to steal out time from our schedule and give you your birthday present. Forgive me for not being able to come up with any special present this year. Hoping you shall understand as always, and wishing you a very happy birthday Vini. This little post is a little way to express my gratitude to let you know you are among those people in my life, who hold a part of it. Stay the way you are, rocking forever!

Happy Birthday once again! 😀

 

A bottle of Perfume

11 years old when I was, being a little gal, I adored sweet fragrances of perfume. Whenever I visited to nearby marketplace, I wanted one of those spraying bottles, which spread magic in air.

“Didi let’s try that, they smell wonderful.” I said delightedly pointing at the shop.  My elder sister was occupied in searching out for other stuffs and casually refused to accompany me. I too ignored the interest in visiting the shop alone.

After few days, it was the day I as a kid used to wait excitedly for. My birthday, I used to remind my family each day of its arrival. I was joyfully waiting for my surprise gift.  I loved gifts, even the tiniest one. In fact not just in childhood, I still do love them. My sister had helped me get dressed in my favourite pink new fancy Capri and paired pink top. She tied a pony too with my favourite pink band. She had gifted me a sweet card decorated extremely beautifully, along with a little white teddy. I hadn’t missed to hug him umpteenth time that day. My mom had brought blocks game for me, which I admired thankfully.

It was then, when I was occupied in playing with my new blocks, trying to attach them to make a house; my dad entered in my room. I looked up to watch him holding a box. It was a gift wrap. My eyes glint with shine of happiness. I always knew he brings me the best of gifts for me. The ones which might not be pricy but do touch my heart. They attach me strongly with him.

Happily I put my efforts to open the wrapped box. My happiness had no bounds when I saw a big glass box, in which was placed a perfume bottle. It was special. It was jasmine. It was wonderful.

I hugged my dad thanking him as many times I could in one breathe. He had blessed me giving a sweet kiss on my forehead.

Today morning while cleaning my room, when my mom mistakenly broke that bottle, which consumed not much liquid but fragrance of love in it, I felt sad.  Not because I can’t buy more perfume bottles but because that one contains lovely emotions and feelings.

I know it’s totally silly to dedicate this post to a little bottle of perfume, but gifts are not things. They hold the love endured in them, presented by a special hope that someone would be able to understand what we ought to express by gifting those things.

Dad I love you, for always bringing up such special gifts for me. Your gifts brings bundle of joy and happiness to my life, making moments memorable forever!