It all started of from ORKUT where we met and after that we found place in each other’s friends list. Right from the day one we were so much inquisitive to know each other. A common girl and a common boy on a common platform "Internet". I told her all about my life and she did the same.
She was so eager to listen to all of my stories, always interested. I told her everything. About my dreams, my fears, my passion, my desire, my weakness everything that I had and she was always listening. Chatting & sharing everything with her became my habit. Though there were many days when I haven’t spoken to her weeks, waiting for her to show up and eventually she does appear from nowhere.
Don't know the reason but I was never mad at her even if she wont call or take my calls. My mind always used to take her side and somehow convince me that she must be stuck somewhere or the situation would be unavoidable. Her "Hi's" & "Take Care" became my daily drugs and yes I got addicted to them. The sunshine of her smile, The voice of laugh from the heart used to make me go topless even in the freezing winter nights.
Many a times I used to find myself smiling on my own without any justifiable reason.
Our communication started when we were not even known to each other!!! I learnt and experienced when I started missing her, that ‘two' does not need to be present physically during communication or over phone or over chat!!! All these days when we communicated, in fact now also when we are communicating, its not our words, its not our voice, its not our eyes what speaks BUT surely its only n only heart to heart communication…
I had met her first in Gurgaon and had spent almost an hour with her… the first thing I had noticed is her smile… Her smile gives everyone around a message of life. She is like the sea...beaming with life. She takes away all your pains...n leaves behind a slice of her smile. Positive thinking is her mantra of life. She is born to win...
From the day I met her or rather start speaking with her, life has changed in many ways, and I am perhaps more independent and confident than I ever was. Deep down, though, it is still the same. I love the rain as much as I did, I love the smell of flowers as much as I did!!
This time we met at Chandigarh n drove down to Solan.. it was a drive of lifetime… Had lunch with her and an interesting conversation. We discussed everything from movies to music. Her interests, my interests…. actually come to think of it, I did most of the talking. she looked interested in everything I said…. and I liked the attention.
There was a warm feeling…a sense of comfort. I felt as if I could talk to her for hours and I wanted to but as we know every nice thing comes to an END… n here I am sharing this with you and somewhere in my heart thinking that why that day was the shortest in the history
Thursday 12 February 2009
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