One Fine Day

I had not written a blog in a long time because I kept telling myself and others too, that I cannot write anything good while I am happy and if I am really happy, then just forget about blogging. But I am ready to take a chance. Let me warn you this blog has a high mushiness quotient, so the hard at heart and cynics beware.

This blog is dedicated to my Jaan, my life, my love Abhi. He walked into my life when I thought I had learnt all of life’s lessons. I was no more a mushy romantic teenager who swooned to MLTR rather I was a head banging rebel. A hardened soul who thought feelings and matters related to the heart are things of fiction and only people who are severely mentally ill or unbelievably lucky find their soul mates.

And then he walked into my life when my world seemed hopeless, like sunshine on a gloomy day, like refreshing rain on a scourging earth, like life itself into an empty ruin of a woman. It was a cold November night when we met to share a beer and I told him something which would make him mine for ever. Only I didn’t know that then. I told him my biggest fear was that the man I am going to marry is never going understand my jokes and we laughed heartily. The night was spent recalling memories and stealing glances. There was magic in the air and I think I saw the moon smile at me.

Since then days and nights were spent at coffee shops, restaurants, streets, pubs and riding around town; exchanging thoughts on life, love, mystery, work, gals-boys and lot of things which weren’t spoken but conveyed none the less.
And then came that eventful night at Pecos, first floor, table 1, 4 pitchers down, two sloshed drunkards trying to outwit each other and in all that chaos revealed their deepest desires; mine was life and his was ‘me’.
THUD!

Then followed days of denial, fears, anguish, loss, recalling painful memories, road blocks, what-ifs, if-nots, why-shoulds and inspite of all my battering my man stuck to his stance and he won. I have never been happier to lose.
On a sparkly Christmas night we said ‘I love you’ and we exchanged our fears for a lifetime promise of love.

Since then life has been on this roller-coaster of fine, better, best and outstanding bliss and happiness; inspite of the distance, time lag and busy schedules. My eyes have lit up with his love, the world is indeed colorful and beautiful, and people truly are friendlier. What’s more our sighs say more than a Shakespearean love story; time and space do not matter while 12 hour conversations pursue across continents, my heart skips a beat every time he smiles. What can I, say I am truly, madly, deeply, absolutely, head over heels in love.

I know our journey has just begun and we have a long way to go, but I am not afraid anymore.