Samjhauta!!

"..and Raja Dushyant fell in love with Shakuntala, at the very first sight."

"Just a look and.. How silly!! How something like this could happen?” said the girl while running fingers through her golden locks. "Love at first sight, is all about materialistic beauty, only physical attraction. No matter how ugly the soul is. Isn't it?"

The guy hesitated a bit and averted his eyes from the cute blue eyes on her fair pink face. Outside, it was raining continuously. Temperature had taken a slide down, cold winds were blowing and the crowd in the restaurant had begun to grow.

I was sitting on the table just left to them sipping a hot coffee while enjoying the weather outside and waiting for my Angel. Their conversation was proving to be quite a great entertainer.

The girl seemed to a European from her color, hairs, attire and accent. Like the many other foreign visitors, she was showing a great interest in the Indian culture. The guy was a complete Indian. His clothing and free-flowing English were speaking of him being educated and cultured.

It seemed as if the guy was not in a mood to give up. Gazing at the green nail color on her soft fingers, he said, "We Indians are very imaginative, still you'll find love as a reality in almost every form of our art. I am not lying. Sometimes just a look is enough for you to know the other person.."

".. and sometimes even an entire lifetime seems to be short.", the girl completed her sentence with a mischievous smile. “For me, life is like a detective novel. The suspense is maintained till the last page. We get to know something about the other person every day. Sometimes it gives us utter happiness, sometimes a pleasant surprise and sometimes a bit of sadness."

"No, it's not like that.", said the guy as he took the last sip from his cup of coffee. "When you love someone unconditionally, you accept him/her with all the traits, be it good or bad."

The girl smiled a bit. "You are very emotional. I thought such characters existed only in the form of heroes in Bollywood flicks. But after meeting you.."

"Every second Indian is emotional. We care about the relations very much. We believe in "We" rather than "I". It becomes our duty to keep the person we love always happy. No matter what happens, we keep the relation intact. We can go to any extent to keep a relation going."

The girl got a bit serious. "But that is compromise and you cannot live your entire life on compromises."

"Yes, it is compromise. But life cannot be life without compromises. Compromises teach us patience, sacrifice and discipline. Some mistakes, some misunderstandings, getting a bit angry and then coaxing add a new exciting flavor to love. Life is like a Christmas party. Sweet like a pudding, spicy like soup, salty like sauce and bitter like alcohol." A gentle smile ran across the guy's face as he said this.

"You are very interesting as well." Every pair of eyes in the restaurant turned towards her as she laughed, this time a bit loud.

It was still raining outside. A guy and a girl were enjoying in the rain while the people standing there saw them in amazement as if no one had ever got wet in the rains before.

"Would you like to spend your day with me tomorrow?", asked the guy out of nowhere. "I'll take you to the Indian Art and Culture Center and afterwards, we'll have dinner at a nice place.

"Hmm.. Yes! Yes! Why not?”, the girl said after a little thought. "I am free tomorrow."

".. but I...”, said the guy a bit hesitatingly, "I am a pure vegetarian and you just told me that you liked non-vegetarian food only."

"Ah!! Doesn't matter. Tomorrow I'd like to enjoy pure spicy vegetarian food of your choice with you."

The girl had just made a new compromise with a smile and may be she didn't even realize it.
The rain had stopped outside but the Sun was still hiding among the clouds. Just then, my Angel arrived. Air traversed through her open hairs and drops of water were dripping down her face. Wishing luck to the guy and the girl for successfully climbing the first rung of the ladder of compromise in their life, I shifted my attention to where it should be, towards my Angel.. :)

P.S. This post is based on a story by an unknown writer which I read in some magazine.
P.S. I had an amazing weekend. Almost everything I could ask for. :D

The Angel of my life!!

As she walked out of the gate, her face wore a confused look which instantly changed to a sweet smile as she found the one she was searching. There was something about her which made her different from the numerous girls coming out with her. Yes, she is the one, to whom I dedicate the first personal post of my blog.

I had known her for quite a long time now. But, I felt she was a riddle yet to be deciphered by me. We talked almost every day, about everything we could think of. She was like an escape for me from the boring daily routine. Someone I would turn to whenever I was in either of the moods: awesome, awful or awkward. I would tell her about everything on my mind. And she was always there for me, listening to all my talks. She never complained why I always kept on cribbing about problems in life. She tried to look at things my way. She would always support me with my decisions. Whenever anything went wrong, she would tell me it's going to be okay, but then I would find her worry about it for me. She had a beautiful face, but more importantly, she had a beautiful heart. She was cute, she was funny, she was thoughtful, she was childish, she was mature, she was caring, she was lively, she was everything I could think of.
It is not that she was always like that. She had her own low points in life but she handled them very efficiently, on her own. She was one soul who believed in "enjoying alone", be it the happy moments or the sad ones. No matter, how much she cared for others, when it came to her, she was just the opposite. She tried to hide her every single pain behind her pleasing smile. But her eyes and her voice revealed it all and then she would break down. But that happened rarely, very rarely.
Time passed and things changed, for the better. It had been almost a year of this special bond. I could feel my increasing fondness for her and she started sharing more of her life. I loved every moment of it. But someone did not love it all. And one day, everything came crashing down. It hurt, badly. I decided to walk out of her life, forever. But she didn't seem to agree with me and I could not resist, finally succumbing to her requests to change my "decision".
It was all back to normal. We spent some quality time together. A single glance of her seemed to make my entire day. It filled me with utter joy and happiness. It was an amazing feeling to be with her, to spend time with her, to talk to her, to fight with her and sometimes just to sit in front of her and gaze into her eyes. Her presence was a delight and her absence created a void which only she could fill.
But as they say, the world is round because of misunderstanding. They are bound to creep in to any relationship and unfortunately, that marks the beginning of the end. However, I was lucky that when I had to face it, she was kind enough to listen to me patiently and clear every bit of it. Later, I realized that it was my fault and in spite of the fact that she was not answerable to me, she had told me everything. This was not the first time she had stated her true self, but it was in no way, same as the earlier revelations. This was a sudden change. But as long as the change is positive, who cares for the reason. At least, I didn't. All said and done, it was one of the most transforming phases of the entire period of knowing her.
Today, when I walk beside her, I feel the true sense of being complete. She has changed a lot but she is still the same. Sometimes, she spills her heart out and sometimes, she hides even the minutest things. I feel I know her, but then she displays yet another new aspect of her personality and I feel I would never be able to know her completely.
I always feel, life is all about 'A': awesome, awful and awkward. But, truly speaking, the reason was her. Life started with an 'A' and ended with 'A'.
She was my strength, my happiness and the light of my life. I thank her for being one of the best parts of my life. There is nothing that can compare what she is to me. She "is" definitely the Angel of my life. The Imperfect Angel!! :)

Loads of thanks to Rose for the numerous reviews. You are a sweetheart. :)