Showing posts with label conversations. Show all posts
Showing posts with label conversations. Show all posts

Saturday, September 20, 2008

6.47pm on September 20, at Flat 2, 8-2-609/B/3.

me: We're so boring. We don't do anything different. We never used to be like this. Think 3 years ago. 
him: We don't always watch a movie and then eat at Rajdhani. We do different things.
me: Yeah, you are right. That is so exciting. 
him: Do what you want, Dash. 
me: Yeah, OK. I will. I think I will go running now. Will go change. 
him: OK. Can you turn on your system and let me watch some 'How I met your mother?'
me: Sure. In a minute?

* at this point, I come to write this post *

This is what we've come to. 

$%*&&*!@ (^$$.


Wednesday, August 13, 2008

Realizations, Apologies & Confessions.

S,

Lately, I have been cold and though you can't seem to figure out why, I know only all too well. I wasn't thinking straight, and thanks to something that V said I've realized that I was wrong in thinking that way. Playgrounds look good from afar, but I'm sure that they will be as filthy if I go back. I don't want to go back to find out. Now that I'm grown up, I want to learn to appreciate what's with me now. So, as I publish this post, I promise to do just that. 

I am putting this down now, so whenever I doubt myself again, I come back to read this - to remind myself of this fabulous feeling of being in love. 

You should know that I fall in love with you over and over again, everytime that you:

- leave that small bit of breakfast for me, just because you know I like it. 

- offer to foot my shopping bills. All of them. 

- get that old-man look on your face, and you actually think you look just 22!  28 is old, you know!

- loose a carrom game to me deliberately, just because I am such a sore looser. 

- come to check on me in the kitchen, when I make Saturday breakfast & tea.

- wear my pink t-shirt, when you have no other option.

- demand that I make you maggi in the middle of the night. 

- email me between those thousand meetings just to say that you miss me. 

- hug me when I need it most.

- call to put me to sleep - even if we speak for just 1:43 minutes. It makes the day worthwhile. 

- say 'I love you,' even when I don't. 

- continue to love me, even when I think I don't. 

The only time I don't love you is when you tell me to stop buying shoes. That - I don't appreciate. I really don't. 

S - I love you tons and tons. Can't imagine a day go by without you. Thank you for being in my life. 

Forever & Always...

Monday, July 28, 2008

Just Breathe

R,

I found out on Saturday that you have this heart condition. It broke me. I wish you could have said something earlier. I wish I'd heard it, even without you having to say it. Now on, I promise to listen more carefully. 

I know you can't read this, and you can't respond in words. But, I still want you to hear what I have to say, because you deserve to hear it. 

You've given me a reason to want to come back. When I wanted to run away and hide, you came to me to remind me of what I would loose, if I did. You've made my coming back worth the while. 

You've taught me to be patient and want the simple things in life. The sincerety with with you show gratitude for something as small as two scoops of a local vanilla ice cream, amazes me each time.

Most importantly, you've taught me to love and to be loved. I will always remember that night when we just sat on the bedroom floor and spent time. We did that for a long time. I saw pure love when I looked in your eyes. That, I will never forget.

I want you to know that I'm with you through and through. We're going to fight it. You're going to be fine. And, when that happens, you and I are going to go out and celebrate with two scoops of some very special vanilla ice cream. 

Because you are something so very special!

Yours always...

Friday, July 25, 2008

Hello, again.

Last night, I stayed up talking to A. I've known her 22 years. Yes, that is a long long long time, given that I'm not much older than that. We hadn't really spent time like this, in a very long time. But, being able to talk to and relate to someone from so far back was comforting. It felt good. And more importantly, it felt familiar.


It made me wonder - should we go back to what is familiar, every now and then, to just feel that comfort that you otherwise don't realize you need?

I would like to. Right now, this instant - I want to go back. I want to go back to something that was too far back, and yet not all that long ago. Something that is too far away now. I want to go back there, just to feel that rush once more. This time around, I promise to appreciate it for all that it's worth.

I want to go back, just to be able to say:

- Thank you for the best memories. They'll always stay with me. No matter what.
- I want to help you build that home for the elderly, as I promised.
- I'll always be just a phone call away.
- I'm sorry, I didn't know any better. Please don't hate me.

Today, I want to go back just to say - "Have a Great Day!"

Return to reality.

Am I living in the past? I hope not. Am I living in the present and hoping? Maybe. If so, am I being unfair to what is solely in the present? Possibly.

Like I said, I don't know what is right and wrong. But, I do know that this familiarity is my comfort. I don't know if I will continue to feel this way tomorrow, or even later tonight. But for now, I crave it.


Thanks A, for the lovely conversation. Both of us were tired and sleepy, and had long days ahead of us. But, it was worth every second. You should know that you are more family to me than friend. Also, it's that conversation that's now got me writing this blog*.

*This is my first post on this blog. I've set up blogs before, but they haven't exactly been personal blogs. So, I'll consider this to be my first post on my first blog.