Dear Friend.

Dear Friend, Listen hard,

For of our hearty bond I speak.

Listen to these covenants I so praise,

See in your many after noon reveries,

The truth I seek to share.

We met when the glass was much fuller,

Bonded over a youth in its spring

In those days when to the clouds we soared,

With many a dreams on our wings,

And a heart ever so light.

Do you remember the palatial clouds,

And the heaven that we build among them?

Do you still hear the birds that flew,

Along side us over the oceans vast?

There in our dream I looked in your eyes.

Do you remember the silence of a promise,

A promise that in our hearts we crossed.

Do you still not see that,

In words unseen, un heard,

We made a pact that may never be broken.

Up in the vast solitude over the blue seas,

And in the infinite expanse of the azure skies.

When the only sounds that rose

Barely breaking the splendor of our silence

Was the symphony of our hearts

Dear friend, There is never a need to remind,

That in sickness and health shall persist

The promise we once forged in our hearts

And on our shared wings all our sorrows we shall bear,

And over the beautiful ocean we shall soar.

Dear Friend, Listen hard,

For of our hearty bond I speak.

The bond that we forged in our hearts

And to our heavenly tombs we shall take.

The Discovery of a Friend

She was just as I had imagined, her rounded spectacles, her classy selection of colours, her magnificent smile, when I saw her walking towards me after three years, one month and twenty eight days, she was just as I imagined. It was three years, one month and twenty eight days ago that we first met, a truly serendipitous discovery in every sense of the word. The memories of her lies in the most vibrant colours available in my mind, these images boast some of the most wonderful memories I will ever have to cherish. People say a long distance relationship is hard, it may be true in case of a relation that has a future with a wedding and kid in it but not for friendship, it can survive some of the harshest conditions that the nature can throw at it, it can be deceived sometimes but not deceived always, it may have some dark days but it sure will come around and the friendship will flourish.

It was on a warm sunny April 12^th way back in 2009 that I met her, we were sitting next to each other in the examination hall for IIT-JEE, I had wonderful plans for the day and so did god but it’s not the case that I did anything for either. Half an hour into the examination I was pretty sure this is not going to happen not with three answers a zillion random guesses and that’s when she caught my attention. She was sitting there doing most humorous things in the world, at one point in time she actually held her hair up and used her question paper for a fan, Oh! God I wanted to fall to the floor and laugh my heart out. But then she turned around and it was as if destiny bought us together, a friend for life served in a platter.

Now if you had by some chance came from Indiblogger, you must be wondering what in the world does this have anything to do with the internet, this doubt is sure to rise in any readers mind who understands that this was submitted under the tag “Internet is fun”. The ambiguity is because the part where internet played any part is just about to come up. Those who just lost it here try this link here.

So as I was saying we met for the first time, but this is not a love story it’s a friendship story so just one meeting is not going to suffice, we should meet again and we did too( otherwise there won’t be a story to tell. Would there be?). We left the hall with just a smile and I had her name and knew where she was from. That night I had the stupidest idea ever why not Google what I have, then the popular network was orkut and I searched for her there. I still think what if I had second guessed it, I would have been really stupid had I not been stupid then, I would have missed meeting my best friend and would not have even known that. Oh! Yes I found her on the first try, I send her a friend request and she accepted, we started talking and we chatted and then orkut became Facebook and then messages and then calls and now, three long years have passed and thanks to some stupid decisions and the amazing world of internet I had a friend, not just any friend my best friend was discovered hence.

When I think about it now it occurs to me had I there not been there, had there been no Facebook or had there been no orkut, I would never have had her, never would have got to know so well a wonderful human being and above all a magnificent and irreplaceable friend. Isn’t it wonderful what you can find in the internet these days? I tell you this internet is not all a fairy tale, there are dark corners in the internet that’s is better not talked about but it’s not an evil place to be, the vast majority of it is marvelous, the vast majority is about sharing, friendships, chatting, getting to know and exchanging ideas. Internet sure is fun when you get discover something marvelous in the tangible web!

"A Friend may well be reckoned the masterpiece of Nature."- Ralph Waldo Emerson

Love: A Search for Meanings

Love is still as strange to me as it has always been, in my many pursuits to understand it; I have only succeeded in failing again and again. There was a time that the very search for its meanings made me tangle myself in thoughts, so strange that I myself wonder how I ended up brewing these thoughts in my mind. Strange as it may be, I still search for its meanings, even when it had cost me many a things.

In and out, I went of many relationships. Some were a ship wreck from the very beginning while others just went in through a series of unexplainable and unfortunate events before it could finally settle itself into a sense of awkwardness. But, believe me when I say, ‘ Every one of those relations were a lesson learned’. I should also admit that some lessons were much more than what I could have ever bargained for. The sense of tarnish and humiliation that was inevitable, even when I have done it all to keep it afloat, now that’s a wee bit uncomforting.

I beg pardon from all the ladies that had to read these words, and I do accept that not all the women are of the nature I may be discussing. I would also assure you that I have always thought highly of women, but these are a few that I had to face in my small life. There were quite a few women in my life that had come at me in ways that I myself could have never envisioned. The fact is they had in me vested interested that either I have not seen or have cunningly enough hid from my eyes. I have to say this that second one was of higher probabilities. The way those things turned out were particularly humiliating for me for one simple fact, they were not of my doings.

Those were events good enough to make any reasonable man lose faith in love and I do consider myself a reasonable man indeed. The real thing I had no more trust in anyone any more. All that I loved turned out to be more of a wreck and less of any help. The one factor was common, the one thing I could no longer find in any of romantic relationships were ‘Romance’.

Magic do happen when we are least expecting it and it did itself to me. It took me over a dozen years and a couple dozen relationships before I could see it. There it was in all its glory presenting itself to me, an offering from the gods. May be the heavens had enough of my little whining that they finally decided to show me the way. There was a  new day break and there was this girl nothing special , nothing profound, simple and natural. I will tell you made her special, it was not me and it was not love, There do exist a thing called a good heart and I could see one for the first time. She touched me in a way none has ever had, her touch was not of lust nor licentious, but it was of care and it was of sincerity and guess what I was in love again and I still am.

It would be a lie if I say I have not thought of any other girl since her, but this is true no matter whom I saw and whom I fancied and the end of the day she was the one whom I wanted to go back to. She was the only one whom I would care to care about, other were just beautiful to watch but she was beautiful to live with. And hence here I am happily committed and no longer in futile searches of meanings of this that I now believe are meant not to be understood but to be experienced.

When a bird came calling

There is no day such as this that suits the writing of a piece as this. A tribute to her, on her birthday, telling no more than how “I miss u to” her. Our story took a sweet twist recently when out of the blue I got a call from an old from of mine. He called me up and told me she had asked my number and he was going to send it to her. I didn’t hesitate and seized the moment to get cell number and dial her up.

Of all the decisions I made in life that one of those which I will be thankful to myself for a very long time to come. That single day from just another day to the best day in a long time. Now just one month from that wonderful day I am still as happy as I was that day when I called her up. The initial excitement might have worn off but then still I really do have her with me. It is wonderful how life turns around in a couple of moments. People who you believed lost forever, whose memories you tried so hard to bury. Whose funerals you vowed to miss no matter what, just so that memories of past will not be dead weight upon your legs for years to come. Those who you wish never knew so that you would not miss them like this, so that they would not come again and again in your day dreams reminding you what you lost.  And after all this, they still coming walking into your lives killing all those memories you made up and trashing your castle of lies to the lies like a house of cards. They come in as if nothing has ever happened.

But, even when all the above still stand true, I just realized what have I earned. I earned another shot at life, I got what many people never get in their live, I got a second chance. When I her again, when I saw her smile just again, I would feel my heart well up and I had to try it all to avoid it reflecting in my eyes. The moments of awkward silence that followed where not silence as she might have seen, but times of great conflict tried hard to hide. She might have felt it bad that I did not talk at first and found it rather odd on my usually talkative self. All those nights of frivolous preparation that I had of how our meeting will be after all these time. But one thing about all this I really liked, she was what I remembered her to be and wanted her to be. She was herself.

After so many log years, it’s wonderful to have back your friends. People who supported you and encouraged you in each step you took. The people who pushed you off the cliff, because you were you afraid to open you wings and flap it hard. She was the one who made who I am today and it was wonderful to have her back in my life.

Today on her birthday, I would just sit and think of all the time we spend together and all the stupid things we did together and now that she is back in  my life, I have a lot of new stupid things to look forward to. This story just got started; I can feel it in the winds and in the air. We have a million plots to go through before we reach the last chapter.

Happy birthday my dear !