the easiest word are always the most difficult to say.
sometimes our mind plays games with us making them the most difficult ones.
sometimes our ego stands in our way.
sometimes we refuse to listen to our heart.
on our tongue,the easiest words stay
unspoken and unacknowledged
till the moment for them passes away
and they no more are easy
but the most difficult to say...
especially when one is in love...
as Rahul was...
Rahul is a young man much in love and is ready to do anything to make his girl the happiest on this earth.Anything.
He spends many moments , minutes ,hours thinking about what she would like,where can he take her on a date,and most important of all how to make her smile.
For she is not smiling at the moment.No ..not at all....in fact she doesn't even wish to see his face no...never.
He loves her.She hates him.
There is a reason.Sure...there is a very valid reason.
He was out of line with her and then out of temper and then lost it .
Totally...first his temper and then his girl.
Girls have a lot of patience and laughter ,when they are with the man they love they also have a lot of understanding.But one thing no self respecting girl will put up with, and that is,rudeness.
Rudeness is a strict NO - NO.
Being rude to your beloved is declasse and downmarket.Not only is it in bad taste , it also is poor in plan!Now Rahul either had no basic sense or no control on his temper , or he had not known that girls are known to turn volatile and violent if you are unforgivably rude to them in the middle of an anniversary celebration, specially if it is your own anniversary !
He was boorish , and loud and stupid.Boorish and loud in his action ...and stupid
in consequence.
As a result he sat alone , on his anniversary , contemplating the futility of life ,coupled with the enormity of the bill he would have to pay for the expensive meal that was largely untouched except for a glass of wine that sat upturned on his head embellishing his forehead and adding colour to his shirt.
Now what?The future loomed in front of him , a future so stark that it terrified him and a life so empty that it filled him with dread.
No way out but one...
An apology...
Apologising to miss thunder clouds would be the bravest deed he had accomplished in all his life...but he better!
He got up with his mind made up...
Monday, August 18, 2008
Thursday, August 14, 2008
family comes first !
Sincere,smart,sophisticated...
that 's one way to describe him ;
ambitious,successful,practical....that is another way to describe him;
a good son ...this is perhaps the best way to describe him..
let me call him Sean.
Sean worked hard at his profession , as he had studied all these years , with determination and dedication.It had been a while since he had lazed away an afternoon or went pubbing with friends.It had been sometime since he had done anything for pure fun.He had spent quite a lot of time doing the right and the sensible that he sometimes felt older than his years.
Yet there was something in his life that gave him nothing but joy.
A girl...someone so right for him that even he was amazed ...someone so sweet that he wanted to do more for her than he had ever done for anyone else...someone who brought a smile to him even when there was nothing to smile about.
Working was a pleasure when she was around, and life was easier too.He laughed more and easily ,she brought him closer to his youth and his true self.In short it was a good relationship.A relationship that would have worked had it been allowed to flourish and bloom.Now Sean was a good son and a responsible family man.His first priority lay towards his family.He wanted to be what he already was...sincerely respectful of the wishes of his family.
Till now it had been an easy task....suddenly it was not so easy.
His family and his girl did not get along...no ...not in the long run.His family was not comfortable with the idea of his being with this girl forever.It was an unresolved conflict within the confines of his mind , it was a painfull dillemma within his heart , it was a searing torture within his soul.On one hand were the wishes of those he had loved all his life , on the other was the love of the one he loved as much he loved life....
However he knew that he could not be selfish and think of himself ,first....he who had always believed that family comes first...
She would be a memory locked deep in his heart...
She would be his ....just to remember...
that 's one way to describe him ;
ambitious,successful,practical....that is another way to describe him;
a good son ...this is perhaps the best way to describe him..
let me call him Sean.
Sean worked hard at his profession , as he had studied all these years , with determination and dedication.It had been a while since he had lazed away an afternoon or went pubbing with friends.It had been sometime since he had done anything for pure fun.He had spent quite a lot of time doing the right and the sensible that he sometimes felt older than his years.
Yet there was something in his life that gave him nothing but joy.
A girl...someone so right for him that even he was amazed ...someone so sweet that he wanted to do more for her than he had ever done for anyone else...someone who brought a smile to him even when there was nothing to smile about.
Working was a pleasure when she was around, and life was easier too.He laughed more and easily ,she brought him closer to his youth and his true self.In short it was a good relationship.A relationship that would have worked had it been allowed to flourish and bloom.Now Sean was a good son and a responsible family man.His first priority lay towards his family.He wanted to be what he already was...sincerely respectful of the wishes of his family.
Till now it had been an easy task....suddenly it was not so easy.
His family and his girl did not get along...no ...not in the long run.His family was not comfortable with the idea of his being with this girl forever.It was an unresolved conflict within the confines of his mind , it was a painfull dillemma within his heart , it was a searing torture within his soul.On one hand were the wishes of those he had loved all his life , on the other was the love of the one he loved as much he loved life....
However he knew that he could not be selfish and think of himself ,first....he who had always believed that family comes first...
She would be a memory locked deep in his heart...
She would be his ....just to remember...
Tuesday, August 12, 2008
soul mates....no more..
soul mates no more....no more soul mates , by choice and by design.
soul mates , for the want of an exact word , because there is no word that describes them.
They were not friends ,no ,not really.No .They were not friends. Their station in life separated them.Age separated them.Experience separated them.Somehow....however they had been able to understand each other across the barriers of age ,gender and biases that society imposes upon all.
He could not easily recall a time when he and his soul mate had not been together.
He could hardly recall a waking moment when she had not been with him physically or in his thoughts.
She had always had this uncanny ability to read his mind .When he felt low ,she could cheer him up with a silly story.When he felt bad ,she could make him smile in spite of all that was not going his way.When he was on top of the world ,she was his cheering squad.When he was successful,she could say a wise word and make him find a the right perspective.
She found it easy to believe in him and he found it easier to bring all her beliefs to fruition.
She found it possible to dream dreams for him and he found it possible to dream the same dreams along with .
It was a unique equation.It was a strange understanding....
A beautiful relationship , in fact it was so unique that no one apart from these two would ever understand it.Even these two did not understand it.
They were not lovers.They were not friends.They were not even related.
They were ...probably not even aware of a need to classify their relationship.
The need was not theirs but of the other people.
Other people...
Other people , his people ,her people , his family , her family ,his friends , her friends ,his acquaintances , her acquaintances...all had the odd curious question .There was no way that an odd curious question would ever have an impact on a relationship that followed no pattern , no social pattern that is.Most of the times these two would talk about all inconsequential things and have a marvellous time , at other times they would talk about the most profound of problems and find easy answers just by talking to each other.Sometimes this conversation would not last more than a minute or two but would suffice.Sometimes they would talk for three hours incessantly yet have a lot to listen to.
Life was fun.. enjoyment and not too tough because each of them was sure that the other would offer support whenever needed without a question asked , without a moments hesitation.Yet they may not even talk to each other for many days ,or they may need to speak to each other every few minutes.Even after weeks of silence there was no awkwardness and no distance...no apology and no explanation.
Life was an experience to be savoured and to be shared..communication was the key..
However , there was a problem .There was a big problem.In fact there was a huge problem.
The problem was simple.Huge but simple. People...most people ....almost all people are scared of all things that are beyond their comprehension . His girl could neither comprehend nor understand this one part of her man's heart.The troubled girl tried and tried again....
but she failed... and she failed again.
The scared girl knew he was not a false man but she also felt that he was not true to her.
This happened once,and this happened again.
This should not have happened.
So that this may not happen again... a choice had to be made.
A choice that would put things in an easy defined platform.
A choice that had to be made.
A choice that said clearly...soul mates no more....
A choice made,a decision taken..
soul mates , for the want of an exact word , because there is no word that describes them.
They were not friends ,no ,not really.No .They were not friends. Their station in life separated them.Age separated them.Experience separated them.Somehow....however they had been able to understand each other across the barriers of age ,gender and biases that society imposes upon all.
He could not easily recall a time when he and his soul mate had not been together.
He could hardly recall a waking moment when she had not been with him physically or in his thoughts.
She had always had this uncanny ability to read his mind .When he felt low ,she could cheer him up with a silly story.When he felt bad ,she could make him smile in spite of all that was not going his way.When he was on top of the world ,she was his cheering squad.When he was successful,she could say a wise word and make him find a the right perspective.
She found it easy to believe in him and he found it easier to bring all her beliefs to fruition.
She found it possible to dream dreams for him and he found it possible to dream the same dreams along with .
It was a unique equation.It was a strange understanding....
A beautiful relationship , in fact it was so unique that no one apart from these two would ever understand it.Even these two did not understand it.
They were not lovers.They were not friends.They were not even related.
They were ...probably not even aware of a need to classify their relationship.
The need was not theirs but of the other people.
Other people...
Other people , his people ,her people , his family , her family ,his friends , her friends ,his acquaintances , her acquaintances...all had the odd curious question .There was no way that an odd curious question would ever have an impact on a relationship that followed no pattern , no social pattern that is.Most of the times these two would talk about all inconsequential things and have a marvellous time , at other times they would talk about the most profound of problems and find easy answers just by talking to each other.Sometimes this conversation would not last more than a minute or two but would suffice.Sometimes they would talk for three hours incessantly yet have a lot to listen to.
Life was fun.. enjoyment and not too tough because each of them was sure that the other would offer support whenever needed without a question asked , without a moments hesitation.Yet they may not even talk to each other for many days ,or they may need to speak to each other every few minutes.Even after weeks of silence there was no awkwardness and no distance...no apology and no explanation.
Life was an experience to be savoured and to be shared..communication was the key..
However , there was a problem .There was a big problem.In fact there was a huge problem.
The problem was simple.Huge but simple. People...most people ....almost all people are scared of all things that are beyond their comprehension . His girl could neither comprehend nor understand this one part of her man's heart.The troubled girl tried and tried again....
but she failed... and she failed again.
The scared girl knew he was not a false man but she also felt that he was not true to her.
This happened once,and this happened again.
This should not have happened.
So that this may not happen again... a choice had to be made.
A choice that would put things in an easy defined platform.
A choice that had to be made.
A choice that said clearly...soul mates no more....
A choice made,a decision taken..
Easier said than done...love comes first!
Sincere,smart,sophisticated...that 's one way to describe him ;ambitious,successful,practical....that is another way to describe him;a good son ...this is perhaps the best way to describe him..let me call him Sean.Sean worked hard at his profession , as he had studied all these years , with determination and dedication.It had been a while since he had lazed away an afternoon or went pubbing with friends.It had been sometime since he had done anything for pure fun.He had spent quite a lot of time doing the right and the sensible that he sometimes felt older than his years.Yet there was something in his life that gave him nothing but joy.A girl...someone so right for him that even he was amazed ...someone so sweet that he wanted to do more for her than he had ever done for anyone else...someone who brought a smile to him even when there was nothing to smile about.Working was a pleasure when she was around, and life was easier too.He laughed more and easily ,she brought him closer to his youth and his true self.In short it was a good relationship.A relationship that would have worked had it been allowed to flourish and bloom.Now Sean was a good son and a responsible family man.His first priority lay towards his family.He wanted to be what he already was...sincerely respectful of the wishes of his family.Till now it had been an easy task....suddenly it was not so easy.His family and his girl did not get along...no ...not in the long run.His family was not comfortable with the idea of his being with this girl forever.It was an unresolved conflict within the confines of his mind , it was a painfull dillemma within his heart , it was a searing torture within his soul.On one hand were the wishes of those he had loved all his life , on the other was the love of the one he loved as much he loved life....
How could he deny love , and a love that was life itself.A love that was the happiness within his soul , a love that was his identity and his desire ,both.
His parent would come around to his way of thinking...and even if they did not , he could not give up his life to a false sense of sacrifice and family duty.
Truth came first....love came first.
How could he deny love , and a love that was life itself.A love that was the happiness within his soul , a love that was his identity and his desire ,both.
His parent would come around to his way of thinking...and even if they did not , he could not give up his life to a false sense of sacrifice and family duty.
Truth came first....love came first.
..and then there was one...
Vanya had always been a happy - go - lucky girl.A smile on her lips and a song in her heart ...that was Vanya.She grew into a charming women ,and never did she lose her smile or her song.Always a kind word on her lips , life too was kind to her.
One fine day , in fact , not so fine a day, life stopped being kind to her.She had been married for some years now .Her husband was her soul mate and helpmate.Her family loved her ,actually she was fairly easy to love ,so they had an easy task,loving her.The only thing that made her feel unfulfilled was her desire for motherhood.
Vanya set her mind to alter the state of things.She wanted a baby of her own to love , to cherish and to nurture.She had all her mothering instincts honed ,she was a natural mother.Yet nature did not mean her to be a mother.The doctors , in plural ,one after the other told her that it was not to be.Even in world teeming with medical advancement and fertility clinics , there was no possibility that Vanya would ever be a mother.
Her husband told her to move on with life ,there were other significant things in life ,other than being a mother ,that is! Her family was sympathetic but they also led busy lives that did not permit too much time to be sympathetic.Her friends tried all they could to divert her.All those who loved her rallied around her.Yet all she wanted was a baby to love ,to cherish and to nurture.
Vanya held her wish close to her heart.
Not for a moment did she take her dreams as one to be given up , not for a moment did she consider that it was fate or luck or life.And not for a moment did she believe that she had no control over her destiny.She was down but not out .It was a setback but one to be demolished.
And she wondered how....
She thought...
Adoption was the key...the magic word...
Yet her very soul mate of a husband opposed her, and her loving family opposed her and her staunch friends had nothing significant to say.It was her battle,hers alone.
Days passed .Weeks passed.Months passed.Each day she would bring up the topic closest to her heart as if it was a novel idea.She was determined to be understood.
She spoke with the conviction she felt so strongly.
Everyday.
Every single day.
Her perseverance was a constant......and her determination unflagging ....and her conviction true.....her persistance paid off .....
One day finally there was no resistance to her idea , a few days later this idea was not new or strange to anyone because all those who loved her knew that she was going to be a mother.
Soon.
Without the traditional period of nine months.
She would adopt...a baby not of her womb but of her heart and her soul.
Adoption...the magic word....abracadabra...
and there was her baby!
and here she was...a mother.
One fine day , in fact , not so fine a day, life stopped being kind to her.She had been married for some years now .Her husband was her soul mate and helpmate.Her family loved her ,actually she was fairly easy to love ,so they had an easy task,loving her.The only thing that made her feel unfulfilled was her desire for motherhood.
Vanya set her mind to alter the state of things.She wanted a baby of her own to love , to cherish and to nurture.She had all her mothering instincts honed ,she was a natural mother.Yet nature did not mean her to be a mother.The doctors , in plural ,one after the other told her that it was not to be.Even in world teeming with medical advancement and fertility clinics , there was no possibility that Vanya would ever be a mother.
Her husband told her to move on with life ,there were other significant things in life ,other than being a mother ,that is! Her family was sympathetic but they also led busy lives that did not permit too much time to be sympathetic.Her friends tried all they could to divert her.All those who loved her rallied around her.Yet all she wanted was a baby to love ,to cherish and to nurture.
Vanya held her wish close to her heart.
Not for a moment did she take her dreams as one to be given up , not for a moment did she consider that it was fate or luck or life.And not for a moment did she believe that she had no control over her destiny.She was down but not out .It was a setback but one to be demolished.
And she wondered how....
She thought...
Adoption was the key...the magic word...
Yet her very soul mate of a husband opposed her, and her loving family opposed her and her staunch friends had nothing significant to say.It was her battle,hers alone.
Days passed .Weeks passed.Months passed.Each day she would bring up the topic closest to her heart as if it was a novel idea.She was determined to be understood.
She spoke with the conviction she felt so strongly.
Everyday.
Every single day.
Her perseverance was a constant......and her determination unflagging ....and her conviction true.....her persistance paid off .....
One day finally there was no resistance to her idea , a few days later this idea was not new or strange to anyone because all those who loved her knew that she was going to be a mother.
Soon.
Without the traditional period of nine months.
She would adopt...a baby not of her womb but of her heart and her soul.
Adoption...the magic word....abracadabra...
and there was her baby!
and here she was...a mother.
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