I met her!!!! In a very unrealistic way. An accident in the sweet sense. Realizing the fact she is the one, took time. Penalty is restlessness. She got into the life as if she was there always, just the fact I was lazy to realize her existence. I don’t know about how Harry met Sally... I am least bothered about....But the way she came, none had ever come before. Some way it made me realize the fact there is something beyond the number race. Rationalism took the back seat. Imagination was in her full blooms.
We met each other. After formal introduction, it turned out to be a leg pulling session. Unknowingly we were coming close to each other. Being with each other was a secrete desire, what we never felt worthy to be mentioned. Bit late, but we realized it .Do not remember who proposed whom and when. But we are together planning for some silvery moon.
Her call used to be my morning alarm. It’s funny to act smart when you are just out of bed from the half sleep. And I used to do the same. A chronic late to bed was trying his hard to impress his girlfriend, in his half way to sleep. An enthusiastic morning walker with bubbly voice first time let me realize sleeping late into the morning has lot many bad side effects. The major among them was the whole world will know you are a lazy asshole....
We started discussing from fashion to fengshui, national interest to rupee devaluation in international market. We have a very high and equal level of sympathy for the miserable in Somalia. All this discussion sparked out when she just casually preferred to mention about a forward-forward mail from one of her distance cousin in US. Though I have received the same mail many times from various sources, but for the first time I felt it’s very much urgent and necessary to show my sympathy to those unknown Somalians.
Trying to prove your fake intellect has its own rewards. Believe me! You can get something like a mesmerizing hearty laugh to a sweet blushed compliment like “you are so stupid”. If you are lucky the reward ceremony can end up with a final note saying “I love you” also.... So “better luck next time” was in the air.
Sometime just to give a personal touch to the discussion, I used to query about weather at her place or what she had in lunch. The discussion of mouth watering dishes from her mom’s kitchen has always made me jealous of her. Along with many freedoms, staying bachelor has its own disadvantage like you will always crave to be in good book of an expert cook. And by coincidence she turned out to be one!
An avid fan of Jagjit Singh has suddenly changed his taste of music to land up with heavy metals. Brain Adams started ruling my music rack. Thanks to some hap friends I have. My experience with English music can naturally be tagged as “Forced listening”. This Govt. schooled guy has his own difficulty of understanding Uncle Sam’s phonetics, but why to worry when lyrics are overflowing in net. Oh! I forgot to mention she likes everything from purple to pink, I mean deep purple to Punk Floyd.
We are different! Opposite poles of earth .But still being in love, we wait for earth to crack!!!! And she, the one.
[NB: - Eureka!!! I am glad enough to declare my readers about my discovery of LP (Love Progression) series, which has a fair chance of sitting beside AP (arithmetic Progression), GP (Geometric Progression) and HP (Harmonic Progression) with equi-pride in the mathematical space. A quick research from the lab of love has astonishing and eyebrow raising results, like sine wave effortlessly represents LP series. Both the things are in such a sync, which obviously draws the controversy of “who came first”. But still time flows forward and love exists. My lab is actively working to take the understanding of LP to a higher level and utilize it to the betterment of whole human race. ]
Thanks for being the second reader who came till the end ...Obviously, she got here first.
