Take a Bow

I am not the kind of person who falls in and quickly out of love;
I gave you my affection right from the start.

You’re thought about more often than you probably can guess. So much so I developed migrane...

When I compare myself with 'me' three years ago, I realize that you helped me grow as a person. I learned humility from you. I learned to love 'unconditionally', to trust, to be dauntless from you; and most importantly, I learned to cook (for you), almost all the cuisines in the world but alas! I will never be able to cook for you. I dont know what about you caused me feel that way, all I know is, you meant the world to me, so much that the thought of never being able to see you scares me to death but guess I never even crossed your mind. You have always been a driving force to me. You were the reason that I took up many projects and took them to completion with a huge round of applause. They say I am a wonderful woman and anyone would love to be with me. But the only man I ever wanted to be with is 'you'.
I wish you had given us a chance.

But now, I need to take your leave.
Wish you love and happiness

Life is a bitch!

I eat home-made food everyday but its not mom-made. The other day when my colleague did not eat the food prepared by her mom because she wanted to eat pizza, I felt sad. I told her that we are living in a strange world. It's been eight months that I have not eaten mom-made food and you're the privileged one but you don't care.

Remember I said she will be fine by the end of January. Guess my happiness was jinxed. She did not show any improvement during all these months. After exhausting all the options in allopathy, we are trying alternate therapies. Let's see how it goes.

You know, it pains immensely to see your parents in pain. You can go to the best hospital, you can get the best treatment, you can do anything to get them back to life. When all your efforts fail, you pray that their pain is transmitted to you but when that also doesn't happen, you feel absolutely helpless.

Life is a bitch. You never know what happens tomorrow or where life takes you. So love your parents and spend time with them. There is no one in the world like them and you're lucky to have them.

Unconditional Love

Everyday when I reach home, a lonely room, a glass of milk, some corn flakes, and an episode of Monk awaits me. But today is different. For the first time in a long time, a pair of beautiful eyes filled with love and affection is waiting for me, eagerly.

I know him for past two days only but it feels like eternity. Is it due to his innocence or due to his deep curious piercing eyes? I am so excited to get back home but the day doesnt seem to pass. I have called home several times to check on him. He is in a different world. I am the only soul he is familiar with and since I am not around, he is incessantly wandering around the house trying to acclimatize himself with the new surroundings. He is missing his pals, badly.

After hours of waiting, the day has come to an end. I am glad that I will be able to see him in next one hour but guess not so soon. Turns out that the weather has changed from pleasant to stormy. I am trying to console myself that despite the storm, roads will be clear of any jams. I am also hoping that the storm is momentary and the weather will resume its pleasant self in a few minutes. They say that separation makes love stronger but not so in my case. I am getting perplexed.

Agitated, maneuvering thourgh traffic, I managed to reach home in two hours. He is deep asleep but guess he could sense my presence. In a few minutes, he is wide awake. He cries out for my attention.

He is nestled cozily in my lap for 15 minutes and cant get enough of it. I tell him to get off so I could settle but he doesnt budge. He looks up, then looks around, and then lowers his face pretending to sleep. I wait and watch. Finally, he feels hungry and decides to jump off my lap. Meanwhile, I freshen up.

Its playtime for him. He follows my footsteps around the house. That's his way to nag. I give in. Guess that's what we call the purest form of love and affection. Welcome home Frosty!!