God shouldn't have given us a face, just to prevent us from falling in love.
If the eyes weren't there, then what would I fall in love with? What would so gently lead me deep inside you, to your very soul? How would I see your concern, your questions, your doubts, your love? What would look at me for assurance and what would I look at, for comfort? What would make the 'kajjal' you apply, not seem just like a meaningless thin black line? In front of what would those stray strands of hair fall and make you look simply-irresistibly cute? How would I know, without those soft eyes that you hold me with, you mean to say -I Love You.
If the ears weren't there, what would I fall in love with? Behind what would you gently place the stray strands of hair that keep falling in front of your eyes? What would I nibble softly at? What would hear the words I want to say? What would I softly whisper to, to let you know I care, that it's okay and that I'll always love you?
If the lips weren't there, what would I fall in love with? What would I imagine kissing a thousand times? What would you purse at being uncomfortable or at feeling shy? What would make your smile so special? What would make me jealous even of the lip-stick that touches your very lips?
If the teeth weren't there, what would I fall in love with? What would sparkle like a billion stars? What would I look at with so much interest and observe that they resemble pearls arranged in one sweet though a bit hap-hazardous line? What would complete your smile?
If the smile wasn't there, what would I fall in love with? What would so easily captivate me and hold me a slave to it forever? What would turn my frown up-side down? What would reach from your heart to mine? What would ignite a fire so bright in the very core of my being, that would make the light from a thousand stars dim in comparison? What would fill the deep void that my soul is?
If the tongue wasn't there, what would I fall in love with? What would poke-out ever so often and ever so gently, in response to my mischief and my flirting?
If the mouth wasn't there, what would I fall in love with? Where would the voice come from, that mesmerizes? Where would the words come from, that someday would form 'I Love You' ?
If the nose wasn't there, what would I fall in love with? Where would the soft kisses be planted? What would turn red and signal me that a barrage of tears is to follow? What would flare up at being upset and at being angry? What would portray your annoyance and dis-approval with the slightest twitch?
If your scent wasn't there, what would I fall in love with? What would I breathe and know then it's you even before you appear? What would etch itself so deep in my memory, that every time I catch the scent, I turnaround just hoping to find you, even though I know at that moment we're miles apart?
If the neck wasn't there, what would I fall in love with? How would I feel the warmth in your hug? What would make the necklace look prettier than it actually is? What would the dupatta of your salwaar surround?
If the 'til' wasn't there, what would I fall in love with? What would complete your face, your neck, your hands? What would I secretly stare at while you're not paying attention?
God shouldn't have given us a sense of touch too. If your touch wasn't there, what would I fall in love with? What would send shivers down my spine just as we brush against each other accidentally? What would tell me then, how soft and yet firm your hands are? What would fit so perfectly in the gap between my fingers as yours?
God shouldn't have given us a heart too. If your heart wasn't there, what would I fall in love with? How would I know there's another one that beats in perfect unison with mine? How would I know that my heart dances to the rhythm of yours? What would tell me then that I truly, honestly Love you? That you're special, that you hold a power over me that no-one else does? That I'd like you to forever be mine?
Here's a solution for God to prevent us from needlessly falling in love. Or he should just give us the person we desire.
Dedicated to all the women I have truly ever fallen in love with. God Bless.
Saturday, April 17, 2010
B'day - 10/04/2010
09/04/2010
23.50 : Just b4 midnite. Phone rings. Srishu. No surprises there really. For the past 3 years, this has been the norm. That sweetheart of a female is always the one to wish me 1st and makes sure of it every year. I have a hunch it's important to her, that it means something to her. Maybe this is our 'thing'. Every friendship has its 'thing', but lets save that topic for another blog. Lets not deviate. I know Anu'll hit her head n say "there he goes again ! ".
Haan..so then, the clock strikes 12 n just like dat-between seconds- I turn 23. Older? - yes. Mature?- hahaha, hell NO !! And the customary series of B'day calls follow. Vinay's in US but still he managed to call at 12'ish somehow and Srishu too's at Gurgaon. Goes to show d gr8 friends v are n dat the distance doesn't really matter. Rahul & Raju tried their best to hide it, but still I knew dey'd land up at 12 to wish me. {I know it's a common thing among friends, but I am an exception. I have no love for this '12'o clock' calls n cake cutting n if u r my friend u know all u'll get for ur efforts is just a bunch of obscenities. Sleep n let sleep I say !! :D }. Neways Afi n Varun followed a while later. The B'day dhamaal's only just yet begun. :D
8.30 : Wake up, rather unwillingly though with a sense of anxiety. N den my neighbor's 10 yr old kid-Karan, gives me 1 of the sweetest gifts of the day- an own-made b'day card, complete with sparkles n stars n a couple of 'tweety's (dunno why) on the cover page and wishes me "Happy B'day Mayank bhaiya !!" {Dat's another surprise. Usually he prefers to call me 'Motu' :D }. And so he gets 2 chocos in return, 1 for the card n the oder for the 'Bhaiya' part.
12.15: Party1: Party time and v'r late already. All Rahul's fault. Idiot's advice on clothes invariably makes me look like a clown (c'mon, not on my b'day atleast !). Neways, quick change n v'r off to Yoko's. I think I was looking forward to this party the most. Lunching with my best buds was gonna b a riot. Although Anu n Chinku'd told me b4hand they wudn't b able to make it, sumwhere I was still hoping for a surprise. But unfortunately they cudn't make it. A lil bit disappointed but thik hai. D rest of my best-buds r der na. Raju, Bob n Silly. Silly's a good friend and altho she doesn't know it, means a lot more to me than she thinks she does and more than I let her know.
Neways, Yoko's is dhamaal ! Order 4 sizzlers for 4 ppl. N to no1's surprise; wasted about 1 n a half sizzler, all bcuz of Raju n Silly. Just 3/4th of a sizzler finished between the 2 of dem and Raju shud b even more ashamed cuz I think Silly actually ate more than him. Missed Anu n Vinay the most then. Both have a voracious appetite and I aint ever seen a girl hav as much as Anu can in 1 sitting. (And it's a compliment !)
So then, between being told- I n Raju make a good pair by Silly, n begging Silly to sing a song n getting a drier than d original version of 'kya bolti tu', the lunch was fun. And highly satisfying too. Burp !! N not to forget the delicious Chocolate Truffle cake. Yum!! Finally some nice pix of the group n a fitting end to a fun party.
19.00: Party 2: The family arrives ! 20 odd ppl with 3 under-a-yr-old kids & pandemonium ensues. Those 3 lil kids cud put 100 strong football-hooligans to shame. Man what a ruckus !! I dint know babies can tire you out faster than u cud say "please, stop !!". Here's how it went. Baby1 starts crying, needs feeding. Baby2's asleep n gets up hearing the baby1 crying, needs to b put back to sleep. Baby1's feeding done, needs to b put to sleep, n so the mum starts walkin around the house makin weird (supposedly comforting) noises to put the baby to sleep. All the while Baby3 who's a yr old and can walk decides to make a mess of the house n dispatches anythin he lays his hands on. Cell phones in the pocket, quick!! Oh no, not my N-97, pleeaasssee!!. Phew, close shave.
N in the midst of all dis hungama, we somehow managed to find the time for the drinking {haan, mere ghar pe allowed hai :D}, the talking, the cake cutting and the dinnering. Thank God party over !! Tired me, tired kids and tired the 2 generations of parents are. But I aint tired enuf to fore-go the party3. Wut. My b'day and no drinking with my buddies? Now, That'll b a day to see.!! ;)
23.30: Party3: Afi, Varun, Raju, Lambu n I land up at Bob's place, complete wid 2 bottles of 'Signature' and the essential chaknas'. All set. Time for the toastin- to d b'day boy, to frnds, to life n last but not d least, to love. Raju tries to drink 'On The Rocks', makes a weird face n calls for the coke. In-experienced fellow { I ain't bragging ;) } . Bob, being the host declined a drink ( dunno wuts wrong wid dis guy!!, but I still love him ). Again the talking begins. Varun as usual is in high spirits. It's amazin how after a couple of drinks, the conversation always turns to the good old days. How things ver den n how dey stand now. Not in a pessimistic way tho, there'r good things about the days gone-by and good things bout the current times too. But there's one thing common between all of us- each one of us hated growing up. But atleast v'r all still together enjoyin a drink and each other's company.
D drinking and the talking continues rite upto 4'o clock.V only finish 1 bottle. That's good tho. Helped every1 loosen up just enuf, without gettin too high. V guys decide to go down just for a walk. Varun my man !! Kinda sloshed dat he is, decides to make a roadside contribution towards the 26th July Rains donation camp { ahem ahem, u understand i hope :D}. Riot !! I have his in-action pic, but I guess posting it here will b a lil too much ;) .
Raju goes home. Afi, Varun n Lambu follow soon after n v'r done. It's 11April already and been one long celebration. Cudn't be happier n cudn't have asked for more. Done dona done done ;). Sleep comes easy now, along with a content smile.
Thanx all, for making this B'day a special one in the way that u did, however big or small !! Love ya All :* !!
P.S.: A special thanx to my Mum, besides for the obvious reason. While i was busy partying thru-out the day, my Mum was busy being a Mum- Preparing dishes for the family party while i was out enjoyin a gr8 lunch, prayin to God that finally an admit comes thru n I get to sleep in peace, worrying about my health n fighting wid me to cancel the 3rd party as it mite b too taxing and pre-jhaading me in her own way for the drinking to happen :). It's all good.
23.50 : Just b4 midnite. Phone rings. Srishu. No surprises there really. For the past 3 years, this has been the norm. That sweetheart of a female is always the one to wish me 1st and makes sure of it every year. I have a hunch it's important to her, that it means something to her. Maybe this is our 'thing'. Every friendship has its 'thing', but lets save that topic for another blog. Lets not deviate. I know Anu'll hit her head n say "there he goes again ! ".
Haan..so then, the clock strikes 12 n just like dat-between seconds- I turn 23. Older? - yes. Mature?- hahaha, hell NO !! And the customary series of B'day calls follow. Vinay's in US but still he managed to call at 12'ish somehow and Srishu too's at Gurgaon. Goes to show d gr8 friends v are n dat the distance doesn't really matter. Rahul & Raju tried their best to hide it, but still I knew dey'd land up at 12 to wish me. {I know it's a common thing among friends, but I am an exception. I have no love for this '12'o clock' calls n cake cutting n if u r my friend u know all u'll get for ur efforts is just a bunch of obscenities. Sleep n let sleep I say !! :D }. Neways Afi n Varun followed a while later. The B'day dhamaal's only just yet begun. :D
8.30 : Wake up, rather unwillingly though with a sense of anxiety. N den my neighbor's 10 yr old kid-Karan, gives me 1 of the sweetest gifts of the day- an own-made b'day card, complete with sparkles n stars n a couple of 'tweety's (dunno why) on the cover page and wishes me "Happy B'day Mayank bhaiya !!" {Dat's another surprise. Usually he prefers to call me 'Motu' :D }. And so he gets 2 chocos in return, 1 for the card n the oder for the 'Bhaiya' part.
12.15: Party1: Party time and v'r late already. All Rahul's fault. Idiot's advice on clothes invariably makes me look like a clown (c'mon, not on my b'day atleast !). Neways, quick change n v'r off to Yoko's. I think I was looking forward to this party the most. Lunching with my best buds was gonna b a riot. Although Anu n Chinku'd told me b4hand they wudn't b able to make it, sumwhere I was still hoping for a surprise. But unfortunately they cudn't make it. A lil bit disappointed but thik hai. D rest of my best-buds r der na. Raju, Bob n Silly. Silly's a good friend and altho she doesn't know it, means a lot more to me than she thinks she does and more than I let her know.
Neways, Yoko's is dhamaal ! Order 4 sizzlers for 4 ppl. N to no1's surprise; wasted about 1 n a half sizzler, all bcuz of Raju n Silly. Just 3/4th of a sizzler finished between the 2 of dem and Raju shud b even more ashamed cuz I think Silly actually ate more than him. Missed Anu n Vinay the most then. Both have a voracious appetite and I aint ever seen a girl hav as much as Anu can in 1 sitting. (And it's a compliment !)
So then, between being told- I n Raju make a good pair by Silly, n begging Silly to sing a song n getting a drier than d original version of 'kya bolti tu', the lunch was fun. And highly satisfying too. Burp !! N not to forget the delicious Chocolate Truffle cake. Yum!! Finally some nice pix of the group n a fitting end to a fun party.
19.00: Party 2: The family arrives ! 20 odd ppl with 3 under-a-yr-old kids & pandemonium ensues. Those 3 lil kids cud put 100 strong football-hooligans to shame. Man what a ruckus !! I dint know babies can tire you out faster than u cud say "please, stop !!". Here's how it went. Baby1 starts crying, needs feeding. Baby2's asleep n gets up hearing the baby1 crying, needs to b put back to sleep. Baby1's feeding done, needs to b put to sleep, n so the mum starts walkin around the house makin weird (supposedly comforting) noises to put the baby to sleep. All the while Baby3 who's a yr old and can walk decides to make a mess of the house n dispatches anythin he lays his hands on. Cell phones in the pocket, quick!! Oh no, not my N-97, pleeaasssee!!. Phew, close shave.
N in the midst of all dis hungama, we somehow managed to find the time for the drinking {haan, mere ghar pe allowed hai :D}, the talking, the cake cutting and the dinnering. Thank God party over !! Tired me, tired kids and tired the 2 generations of parents are. But I aint tired enuf to fore-go the party3. Wut. My b'day and no drinking with my buddies? Now, That'll b a day to see.!! ;)
23.30: Party3: Afi, Varun, Raju, Lambu n I land up at Bob's place, complete wid 2 bottles of 'Signature' and the essential chaknas'. All set. Time for the toastin- to d b'day boy, to frnds, to life n last but not d least, to love. Raju tries to drink 'On The Rocks', makes a weird face n calls for the coke. In-experienced fellow { I ain't bragging ;) } . Bob, being the host declined a drink ( dunno wuts wrong wid dis guy!!, but I still love him ). Again the talking begins. Varun as usual is in high spirits. It's amazin how after a couple of drinks, the conversation always turns to the good old days. How things ver den n how dey stand now. Not in a pessimistic way tho, there'r good things about the days gone-by and good things bout the current times too. But there's one thing common between all of us- each one of us hated growing up. But atleast v'r all still together enjoyin a drink and each other's company.
D drinking and the talking continues rite upto 4'o clock.V only finish 1 bottle. That's good tho. Helped every1 loosen up just enuf, without gettin too high. V guys decide to go down just for a walk. Varun my man !! Kinda sloshed dat he is, decides to make a roadside contribution towards the 26th July Rains donation camp { ahem ahem, u understand i hope :D}. Riot !! I have his in-action pic, but I guess posting it here will b a lil too much ;) .
Raju goes home. Afi, Varun n Lambu follow soon after n v'r done. It's 11April already and been one long celebration. Cudn't be happier n cudn't have asked for more. Done dona done done ;). Sleep comes easy now, along with a content smile.
Thanx all, for making this B'day a special one in the way that u did, however big or small !! Love ya All :* !!
P.S.: A special thanx to my Mum, besides for the obvious reason. While i was busy partying thru-out the day, my Mum was busy being a Mum- Preparing dishes for the family party while i was out enjoyin a gr8 lunch, prayin to God that finally an admit comes thru n I get to sleep in peace, worrying about my health n fighting wid me to cancel the 3rd party as it mite b too taxing and pre-jhaading me in her own way for the drinking to happen :). It's all good.
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