A New Year's gift
For someone you love the most.... 31st December 2009, it was the new year's eve around 4 o' clock and cubicles near me were getting emptied as people had started leaving a bit early to enjoy themselves the last night of the year; some with their families, some with their partners, some with friends and some of them alone with Bagpipers & Johnny Walkers. Some "Still single ...ready to mingle" youth had made their own small gossip groups here & there and were cursing their fates for not having partners for the rocking night. And of-course there were few "odd men out" people like me sitting at their desks & looking at the down-pouring of New Year’s greeting mails, each of them with a little more frustration. "What the hell is good about this eve? I don't have any plans for it as of now". Submitting the assignments at last moment throughout the college days, reaching the station just before the departure of the train etc. etc. all of them have seriously impacted our life styles these days. Unable to think any flimsy & quick-fix plans, I started pondering over the incidents of last few days at work. Life has not been a bed of roses or a cake walk for me at office for last couple of months. When all the horrible thoughts started hovering in the mind, my soul revolted and I woke up from my so called introspection. I prayed to God for a better tomorrow & fruitful New Year. Breaking the "odd men out" jinx I too joined the "Aam Aadmi" and left the office.
With a simple cake cutting with my flat mates at 12, I welcomed the "2KX" and then I was on phone for next one hour wishing my close friends & relatives. It's a gift of technology that we have come a long way back from "New Year Greeting Cards" days to just a ring or an SMS. Like a bolt from the blue, there she was wishing me a "Happy New Year". Thanks to Vint Cerf(The father of internet) & Google TALK , she was pinging me from 7 seas & thousands of miles away. The "3 Idiots" have refreshed my college memories couple of days back and there she.... the first and only love of my life, the soul of my heart, the princess of my dreams whom I have always loved from the purest corner of my heart. Her simplicity & frankness bowled me over. I knew she was different from the very first day in the class, obviously it was "love at first sight"....... was popping up at my desktop. I thanked God for listening to my prayer & making the night special after all she pinged me after a long six month's break. It was the best gift I could have had for the New Year. My heart danced with joy & butterflies ran in my stomach. She was the first one to ping me in the New Year. Does she ever think about me sometimes? Like the Uday Chopra in Dhoom2 I too started dreaming a bit. "Aila" my hard luck and the power failed. Never ever in my life I have felt such urgent need of electricity as I felt at that very moment. All my thanks took an U turn and I started cursing my deities. I guess the electric dept took pity on me and the bulb glowed in five minutes. God fearing I took all my curses back and waking from my dream I replied her back. New Year wishes, how do you do, how izz life, any New Year resolutions, plans etc. etc. we continued for a while.
The lover boy in me, Rahul .. naam to suna hoga ,was provoking myself to propose her again. "Dil hai ki maanta nahi" even after being turned down by her twice, once off line and once online, still "Kuch Kuch hota hai". What can I do? God has made us guys like this. We always think from our hearts & never use our brains when it comes to a matter about love & girls. Unlike us fools, girls are always smart and they act mature using their brains. God might be one of us only; that's why he has never been able to understand girls after creation. Some of the scriptures do speak the same. I was about to type the three golden words when the reply popped up "Gotta go .. Good bye". My hands froze & dreams scattered; there it was only the harsh reality, the truth of life. I wished I could tell her once more “Hum ek baar jite hain, ek baar marte hain, shaadi bhi ek baar hoti hai, aur pyaar….ek hi baar hota hai”. I know after reading this she may never ping me again, may never talk to me again. But there is a hope, a new year's hope, an "All Izz Well" hope that things will change. Some day or other she will understand my selfless love and my life will be normal again. Because....
"Picture abhi baaki hai mere dost"
