Ode to an invitation.....

@CS Department,Feb 22 '07

It was any other day.

Attending classes never excited me.Neither was it welcome to my other four friends in the department.We were birds of the same feather flocked together.Back bench was heaven and haven to us.So while a boring Embedded Systems class was going on, I was happily stuck to my novel.None of my friends were building Rome either.At times my stray mind would ruminate over the way life treated me.And at times I would seek his face amidst a class of seventy.

He was seated in the same row on the opposite side.He always sat there.Either taking notes or solving CAT quantitative problems.There was something about him which distracted me today.

The first impressions- trust me were horrible!

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@CET, 2004

The first time we met - "Ordinary guy".

The first time we talked over phone - "Flirt!"

The first time we went out on a picnic with friends - "Narcissist"

And all this while I never cared to take note of his name.Neither did he cared about me.I was any other girl in the department.

@College Canteen, Jan 2005

"XTASY" was in full swing.He notices me for the first time while I sip a cup of coffee with my "not so useless" friends.

@Bhubaneswar Railway Station, Feb 2005

The entire gang is on its way to my home town.And I am busy being the matchmaker for two of my closest friends.One casual moment and then I find this guy reading a novel in the upper berth.He's cute.

@CET Hostel, Feb 2005

Gosh!I have a huge crush on him.

Everything about him was great!I followed him everywhere - canteen, library, classes and the corridors.I used to go for an evening stroll just to catch a glimpse of him.I read novels to discuss with him.I boarded the 7:30 bus to meet him.I was absolutely crazy about him.

We started talking, laughing,quarrelling and then finally - we became friends.Good Friends!I loved being with him.I realized he was more than a crush for me.Coz I had begun discovering life with him.But he did not feel the same for me.And it would have cost me dearly had I dared tell him what I felt.

@CET Department,2006

I stopped talking to him.He was not at fault neither was I.He tried hard to talk to me but I was stubborn.He still did not give up neither did I.Eventually Taurus won over Scorpio.But there was one regret.He never understood why.He was too innocent to comprehend he was the question and he himself -the answer.It was simply meant for the best.

@XTASY, Jan 2007

I was numb.I had started questioning emotions.I had stopped being myself.But there he was - my dear friend with arms wide open beckoning me to embrace his friendship.He understood me perfectly.He never asked me a question. He simply stood by me.He could comprehend my silence.He asked for nothing.His presence had again begun to comfort me.

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The bell rang.

Three years had passed and I had learnt there was never a denouement.I smiled to myself and went ahead to live life the way it should be - with friends who mattered.

@Barista, Feb 22 '07

The Guy in question : " I forgot to tell you something.....I LOVE YOU".

PS: My closest friends for whom I was playing the matchmaker are in a relationship since FEB 14 '05 :)

Regret for Regrets

I have my CAT tomorrow and I don't think any more preparation would do good to me.I have wasted the prime time in pursuing something else and today evening I realized how important CAT was to me.Well...one more addition to my list of regrets!

Those are the memoirs of a dark alley.I have tried hard not to look back but my subconscious mind never lets me forget it.Some things in life can never be mended but there are some which can be.But what ails me the most is - I can never get one more opportunity to relive this life.

I had a notebook where I used to list down my dreams. But today I don't want to have a look at it. Because there are certain wishes which can never come true.No matter how hard I try.

Inane Beliefs

Neither do I hate him for what he ever did to me nor do I like him for what he is doing still.Yet somewhere in my psyche,he is my concern though I don't know in what capacity.I have never questioned either his words or his demeanour.He is so different from what he claims to be.At times I am skeptical of having ever known him also.I don't know what category he fits into either.

At times human beings are so blinded by their convictions that they fail to notice the obvious.They don't accept...to be precise-they don't try to accept reality.Perhaps I am one of them.I hate it to say that I know it ...but I still succumb to it.Coz of a reason which is not so simple.

The Quest

"What am I running after...Where is my final destination...Why don't I get satisfied with what I have in my life..."

There are a many why's and what's to be answered still.

I have a pretty decent life.I earn.I have a loving family.I have an okay salary ;) and a pretty fine professional life as well.I have a respectable education and most importantly I have found the one in my life too.Then what is it that I am seeking for?I never tend to be content with what life does to me.I seek more and that perfectly is what I call my ambition.It drives me crazy.

I do not know what is the kind of life I aspire for...still I ask for more.I want to get higher and higher in life...thought I don't know where that higher ends.I want the best's of life...but I have no idea what this superlative signifies.I dream of fame and higher education and eventually (to be frank )money...but I am not sure if I will have the time to spend it.Desires exist and I have found the path as well but I do not know if its worth it.

I wish life was simple...atleast my thinking and my aim could have been.But then I get just one life.The craze is to live it to the most.I want to experience life in its truest sense.I know my quest is never ending but I just have one wish...I want myself and the people whom I value the most to be the way they are now..forever and ever.

I just don't want to be a part of this philosophy

"I tried so hard and reached so far...but at the end it doesn't even matter".

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"I don't understand what's happening to me.I am flustered.I am tense.I just didn't realize when and how this happened to me.But definitely this was never expected of me. A whirlpool of thoughts and a hurricane of questions.All that I know is it's definitely not right...."

-Majority of the common mass

"....if I go by what the world says.Not even the world rather what a fraction of the society (who never try to come out of their cocoon of idiosyncrasies) think.But who cares.I am answerable for my actions not for my thoughts...."

-A few

There is nothing right or nothing wrong in thinking.Nobody in the world cares what you think but they do care what you do.Each one of us know that there are a thousand of secrets buried deep down inside you which you yourself dread to face.And some of them if executed would mark you a heterodox as well.But our mind is like a no man's land.It breaks free all fetters .Why shouldn't it either? At least that's the realm where we think aloud. But for the few people who do what they believe is right- hats off to you.I call you guys "the intelligentsia."After all we define the protocols of living and anything that makes us happy at the end of the day justifies the single life we have been treasuring.

Still there are Peter Keating's in majority and Howard Roark's in minority.Your call?

A thought

When you don't understand how it feels like

When one stops breathing...

When one is lost somewhere...

When one stops being what he/she is...

When one stops living...

My dear Friend

Either you have never been in love or you have never borne a broken heart.

Still we celebrate and mourn for the same feelings with a hope in our heart that someday, somewhere,sometime - he/she will understand.

No strings attached

I never understood what you meant to me till yesterday night.I was feeling so terrible and there you were with your "available" status in gtalk.I cant tell you dear how much happy I was to find you online.I could just let go of everything I was going through.I don't know how you manage to understand me so perfectly.The geographical distances doesn't matter when it comes to you and me.Trust me when I say that you are the elixir to my woes.I can share with you almost anything and everything.You are more than a friend to me.I am so happy I ever met you.The world knows we are alter egos but I know you are my bestest half.Friendship has no better definition than you and me.I miss you so much dear.You mean to me more than any friend ever did.You are one of the best chapters of my life.Thanks for being my awesomest friend.

With love,

Duffy

The Untold

For all those times when I have been mad at you for no reason,angry on you for silly matters and having hated you for the uncountable misunderstandings ; I dedicate this to you.Neither I offer any explanation nor am I flaunting my love.Its just that certain things in life are better expressed this way.Perhaps the untold and the unheard phrases of life are beautiful because they are expressed different.And this is when people say "You are in love".

I never understood the why's and how's of your patience when it came to me.Every time we had a fight, it was you who always came back to me with a smile .It was always you who had a solution to the incompatibilities we had.It was again you who always had this amazing trust on me.You were the one I could always look up to and with you I could think loud.At times I wondered, why could I never be you?I do not know what I would have done had it not been YOU.

Thank you for being there and most importantly for being with me when am at my worst.Thank you for accepting me the way I am.Thank you for being what you are.Thank you for everything dear.It would take me a life time if I try to thank you for all that you have done to me but they say "You never have to say a sorry or thank you when you are in love" and I feel the same for you.I want to live my life with you the way we do.

An Identity

Its a sunday afternoon and I am perfectly idle.Before I could get into any devilish thought,I thought it better to pen down something.It depends on you how substantial it is.This blog is about me.

It has taken me years to know myself and I still am amazed when I find new shades to my personality.I am a soul who would refute the typical definition of a "girl" yet I am feminine.I am stubborn,headstrong yet emotional,love to live in my quixotic world yet pragmatic,dead ambitious but compromising and definitely the right person at the right place for the right things.I know my limits and whenever I feel my stray mind demands to cross this barrier,I don't let go of it.I have my own idiosyncrasies,my own ethics, my own principles but I bend them whenever I feel like satisfying my self-serving bias.I am a perfectly ordinary girl who dreams of achieving the extra ordinary.I am a person who has strong definitions of her likings and prejudices.I am not ideal and I err.Sometimes the sense of guilt which creeps into me is too strong.I strive to reach out to the excellence deep within me.I feel everything's relative in this life and so I have no absolute feelings.I have my own weaknesses and gladly enough I know them.I am an individual who loves her self-esteem and dignity more than anything else.I can fight against any odds for it.I dread to face my subconscious coz I know I have something over there which I would never like to face.I am not a maverick neither am a heterodox.I am a simple girl with the most complex psyche.

I am the person who would ideally love Howard Roark and I prefer solitude.I love everyone who is a part of my life and I am happy we ever met. I always try to find out the right reasons for anything that I do.I am absolutely content for everything I own and possess.I paint my illusions with the colors of my dreams.I have suffered a lot for not making it out to the top of what I ever desired of but now that everything seems to fall in place,I have come to know that I should always wait for the right time to come through.I know I just have to hold onto to make my dreams come true.I am the one who has realised that we will never get everything and anything that we crave for .Coz at the end of the day whatever happens, happens for a reason and that reason is always awesome.

I am an imperfect individual who tries to match the most of perfection.I know what I am and perhaps thats what drives me to the dead end of everything.Till I meet my subconscious, I know I will dread nothing.I am a part of the quarter life crisis now but I know I will come out of it too.I love my life and I live it.Perhaps thats what keeps me going on and on.You can call me a narcissist for this but I absolutely love myself.

Eluding Illusions

Human psyche is definitively recondite and beyond the obvious.It is the most nomadic aspect of one's self.The desires are never within the defined limits and the illusions linked with them keeps eluding.But this essence of life is what ...gets us going.

More than often, people are befuddled with respect to their career decisions.MS or an MBA,SAP or JAVA,Science or Humanities,St Stephens or Xavier's - well these questions will never end but what finally ends is the quest.The end result is -somewhere a born painter finds himself/herself in the cubicles of the IT industry where as somewhere else another burgeoning entrepreneur finds his/her niche in music.In matters of love, mind plays even worse.People tend to fall in love twice, thrice or may be multiple times even.No wonder, we have extra marital affairs and divorces.Well, I don't blame the individuals for this either.The plebeian won't fathom the depth of it.Because emotions have no fetters.

The vast sea of confusions is rooted deep within.The insatiable soul of humans always crave for more.The consecration of life doesn't come under the laws of human attraction.The illusions of having the best of times when dreams turn into realities is what drives the excellence from inside.Its far from truth though.Human aspirations never get buried.They reincarnate every moment when an illusion of yesterday converts into a fact of today.And till they don't materialize,they elude us.

Life essentially is an illusion.There are myriad aspects to it.The illusions have their own colors.They let u have wings and fly, even if its for a fleeting moment.And when the passion for these illusions gets strong,reality is driven.Now,one more illusion is born.Well thats how life is to be lived amidst wishful illusions beckoning a meaningful life.

After all, there's nothing absolute- everything is relative.You are free to live in your world of illusions.Thats where peace resides and so does human aspirations.Reality offers no solace.

Classroom to Conference Room

Huh...Finally I am back to my blogspace.Its been a really really long time.Life's been pretty decent all along this time though.But there has been a big difference in the mentality definitely.

I am now a one year old in the professional arena. A place where smartness blended with the right mix of intelligence survives.I still remember the day I joined TCS.With lofty aspirations, I set sail to embark on this ship of professionalism.The desire to earn was momentous.ILP - the training program in TCS was an extension of the 8 semesters in engineering .But reality is where I am today.

Bangalore is the place where my Software career kicked off.Got into a decent project within one month of being an elite member of the famous "bench".I was shortlisted among the best 5 from an interview of about 30 candidates. Well, that was an achievement in itself.In the rat race of getting "billed "when majority of the chunk were getting layed off ,it was definitely a feat.We were in the midst of recession which had gripped the world economy badly.Post Lehman collapse, IT industry was in doldrums and to my luck, I was in BFSI sector.However, somehow I managed to have my own workspace - my first "cubicle".

The world all of a sudden seemed harsh.The transition seemed hard to fathom.The "first name" culture dint go down well with me.The letters of "production","development" ,"SIT","UAT" etc. seemed to dance.The culture over here was too disciplined or may be I was accustomed to a different ambience.Colleagues seemed to be aliens.No one was keen to help out the freshers.We didn't have any say in the account.We were not even considered an entity.For a person like me who held too much importance to her dignity, this was sheer insult to her education and her identity.And to my dismay, the 8 hours of attendance was extended to include one hour more.Work seemed me to be the refuge of people who didn't have better things to do in life.I felt I was in Shawshank.

But I knew I had to work someday - if not here, somewhere else might be.

Gradually I started learning to work and more importantly working smart.In the meanwhile, I befriended some awesome people.I started adopting the culture of taking breaks - those most awaited "coffee breaks".I started knowing the difference between theoretical concepts and practical implementations.Being in a Consultancy, I knew how to talk business and how to get business done.Work started getting better.Colleagues seemed approachable and friendly.5 days at work were no more a torture.I got moulded into their definition of a technical analyst or a developer or a software consultant but for me I started loving where I was and where I still am.

In this entire odyssey from classes to conference rooms, I have many souls to remember and express my gratitude as well. But the one person whom I revere and will always held responsible for my positive attitude towards work would be my Project Manager.He is simply an awesome guy.He definitely does not qualify for the plebeian definition of "manager". I admire him.Apart from him,my friends were definitely a reason for my 9 hours of dedicated attendance.I have had crushes over here (as always) despite being "committed".I had awesome trips.I had marvellous outings with my friends.I enjoyed being a part of all that I had been. I have definitely loved being in this account.

Work is not always that bad.It depends on us how we try to define it.In this one year of being a part of the daily hustle bustle in bus,access cards,security checks etc. I have learned that working smart is the only answer to this professional world.The professional attitude is going to take us to where we would always like to be.But definitely not always.You can always find some people out of the common crowd whom you can trust at the end of the day.

Working is awesome when you have the right reasons to do so and the right people to work with and I am happy to be where I work today.I dont know where I would be tomorrow but I definitely know what it means to be "employed".

Naman

This is dedicated to the girl whom I could never say what she meant for me nor

can I ever do it .No matter how much we try, she is not going to return back to us.

She was a stranger to me in an unknown city.I still remember the day when her smile evaded all apprehensions and fears in my mind beckoning me to confide in her.I would never repent for having let out all my secrets to her. She was more than family to me.I was never ever taken care of this way. In her I started knowing an entity called "sister". Her mere smile comforted me.I had everything I craved for.The moments which I shared with her in the past six months will always be the days which I ever desired for since childhood.

I never realised how soon and stil how gradually she became so close to me. I respected her.I essentially loved her. I know not what to write when it is about her.Perhaps this is what certain bonds are- illegally one's own.

Binary Thoughts...

This extraordinary journey into the world of bits and bytes made us bikers of the woods from pedestrians of unknown corridors in a span of four years. We may not have been the torch bearers of this glamorous branch but we definitely have left behind a legacy of our own in all these years. From being truly insincere to fiercely determined – we have always met the aspirations we set for. The platform hasn’t always been captivating but it was enough to invoke dormant spirits fire and make a niche for them. We came here dreaming chapels of candy but today we are leaving this citadel of treasured memories to build castles of reality. No matter where we are today or where we will be tomorrow, CET will always be that great culture which has given us our name and COMPUTER SCIENCE the learning that identified us.

The tradition at CET was different when we enrolled as freshers in the year 2004. We started off as a diverse archive of unfamiliar faces then. Computer science was a mere subject of 3 grades and it had no significance other than being taxonomy. The possessiveness n pride in being a Compscite at CET featured in 3rd year when the class of 2008 got classified into the respective departments. We got introduced to our core disciplines, our faculties, our Head of the Department and most importantly our department. The feeling was naïve then but gradually it developed into a sense of being an imperial part of this family. This distributed architecture of creative processors had their optimum performance in the last two years executing classes, bunking, fun, projects, culfests, picnics, seminars and everything and anything under the sun.

The moments spent have been so amazing that we never noticed when we reached the apogee of this odyssey. It still feels being dressed in yellow and whites on that momentous Welcome day on the 6th of October, 2004 apprehending the friendliness of the faces and the department we had embraced. The last digit has changed and so has the day but what remains constant is the name and the identity we have been awarded. And along with it we carry the bit maps of the times we have been together under this department which is genuinely “class apart”.

                                                                   - 18th APRIL '08 ( Farewell party)

Another day...

Celebrating this day with you as my soul mate has been an eon's wait.Miracles do happen for its not banal that a shooting star wish comes true.Waking up to your love seems so magical.The night of the gloom is over and days of happiness reign.Passions have found refuge in your heart.

I don't need an occasion to revel our love but as a tribute to the person who understood this beautiful emotion of life so stunning.....I offer myself to thee.

Voice Within.....

Nothing better than this could have expressed my thoughts for you today..... " When thou shalt be disposed to set me light,

And place my merit in the eye of scorn,

Upon thy side against myself I'll fight,

And prove thee virtuous, though thou art forsworn.

With mine own weakness being best acquainted,

Upon thy part I can set down a story

Of faults conceal'd, wherein I am attainted,

That thou in losing me shalt win much glory:

And I by this will be a gainer too;

For bending all my loving thoughts on thee,

The injuries that to myself I do,

Doing thee vantage, double-vantage me.

Such is my love, to thee I so belong,

That for thy right myself will bear all wrong. " ~ Shakespeare

Impressions Indelible…

(A codicil to Impressions anonymous…)

I was wrong when I felt
“It’s not possible to look beyond…m held back…I don’t want to regress…”

Because…

We are edging ahead in our friendship immaculately and have begun to understand the essence of it letting go of our damn egos. Those eight months of silence have been a hallmark. The misunderstanding…the malignance…unbearable suffocation…the choke…tears…bitterness…separation…repentance…helplessness and hypocrisy …everything has been killed now with just one mail .You know what…I admire him for the right reasons :)

I don’t know what was it that I was waiting for. I could have tried mending old ties but still I didn’t…perhaps there lies my being human coz I never falter erring ;). I still remember the evening which brought me back the part of my life which was missing…an integral thread attached to it. There was something different…something unusual. A sense of loneliness had gripped me strong. I had stopped checking mails on my Yahoo Account and it was not until a month or so that I was generous towards it. But that eventide I logged in and to my utter dismay there wasn’t a single mail worth reading. Quite expected …Gmail rules my day nowadays. I was about to delete them all but there was this simple word which could bring a smile on everyone’s lips corona ting the subject of one of the mails… a “Hi” that caught my attention. The sender’s name seemed so familiar…but I had to pinch myself twice to ascertain it. I could have never felt so better reading any of his earlier mails than this time. It was not lengthy neither did it bear any kind of formality… but it had the dint in it to thaw the ice in our friendship subtly. It brought me back my smile…my friend…and above all my trust.

I dint know how to start the conversation with…should it be another of those “hi’s” (the most meaningful word I have ever come across) or a “thr” (as I usually start off with) or just a smile (As I rarely do ;)). But once we started talking …trust me I didn’t feel the unwanted hiatus that had grappled us once. It was so nice…so pleasant talking to him and after all those months I had many things to share too (that included the reasons he keeps on asking me treats today: P).Things had changed a lot…if not in his life but definitely in mine…but happily the persons were still the same :). Since then life has set sail smoothly…and I have nothing to brood over. The colors of life are myriad and reasons for happiness infinite…we just have to search and make them a part of our beautiful life and our extraordinary psyche.

I don’t feel the awkwardness any more…neither do I have to be hypo critic.I am the way I am…candid and felicitous. I can still share anything under the sun with him. He hasn’t changed either nor has his self proclamations of being handsome ;)…flippant and frivolous as always. I think I have begun to know him much better now…as a friend and as a person both. Things could have got better much earlier had I read the comments on my earlier blogpost but Ididn’t. If I start counting the number of times I have failed to make thingsbetter…I would live all my life with an unforgiving guilt. When life’s good why should I look back for the wrong reasons? Destiny finds its way.

I guess I have met a soul who could be loved…hated but never ignored. He has an estimable ego in him and is a knight heart and soul. Falling apart with him was a lovely experience…a memorable chapter of my life’s odyssey because it has taught me to be divine. Life’s the greatest teacher… thanks to the persons who have beautified it.

I believe he became a part of my life for a reason…and has decked it with unflawed footprints.
The “best” is definitely a one time impression but the traces of it are always indelible.

This tryst has silenced the stormy thoughts of dubious glances. It had submerged but never got uprooted and today it rises above all fetters with no strings attached. The impressions of this fine friendship will continue to be “the best” ones…as ever.

Stay tuned!!!

This space is dedicated to one of those few inspirational numbers which can bring a difference in one’s life.

Here are a few lines that personally appeal me.

“Khoya sab kucch toh kya hua
Paane ka ab mujhey hai junoon …”

“Ansoo agar bhi miley
hasne ka hai junoon…”

“Sapnon ko fir sajaye
umeedon ko jagaye…”

“Suni raaho mein bhi humsafar ka junoon…..”

It’s nothing but the philosopher’s stone for the ignited minds in us. Not only does it inspire us to achieve the zenith with a fanatic bent of mind but also the perfect embodiment of exemplary optimism. Each n every line has the drive in it to push us forward and to pursue our dreams with an indomitable determination.

The passion to live n to wake up the soporific expectations in us finds an ultimate niche. It’s a call to deck our ambitions…to fire potential desires…have the flair to talk n live up to one’s promises with panache. No matter if one loses in the skirmishes of life…he has battles to fight which calls for a triumphant pluck. Even in one’s tears the drive to keep smiling marks the desire to excel. If one can feel the passion in one’s eyes…in his words…in his failures n in his success…in his commitments…in his dreams...in his destination…he can find his soul mate even in the corridors of solitude.

The Passion of Christ finds its ultimate in this vocal…food for pristine thoughts!!

Subtle Seven...

No promises to be broken

No desires to fulfill
Neither do I expect You
To be with me in moments
Euphoric or still.....

That you are a part of me
My yesterday n my tomorrow
Is what I know
But all that I would always celebrate is You
Understanding me more n more.....

The best thing that has ever happened or could ever have been a part of this beautiful life of mine is definitely "you" and for all the times when u ask me if i loved you.....

Its always "I DO"

Class Apart...

I am befuddled at times when I get to cognize people getting intimidated by whom they term “class apart” but in this fussy itinerary of life where mediocrity rules and uniqueness lies latent, does this “class apart” genre genuinely deserves the attention it gets. I beg to differ.

Every other day I get to listen about some admirable facet in some estimable persona …ruling the minds of the plebian. The fetters of generalization aren’t yet arcane that we shall begin succumbing to another of the social maladies. Don’t get me wrong. I am not against admiring anybody but I definitely am not in for idolizing a mortal .There are a myriad factors deciding the success index of an individual and one can never classify the capabilities and potential without placing them on a common platform. Being an attaboy or an attagirl isn’t easy…I agree but don’t u think there’s definitely radical about every person and if one realizes this potency, it paves the way to the apogee.

There’s a fine line of demarcation between admiration n apotheosis. One admires when he/she finds the other prodigious and is eager to carve a niche for his own…to get identified. It’s when you try to delve deep into your self and discover that “extraordinariness”…that passion to excel and succeed and be a winner driving your admirers crazy…be a genesis to your class of progeny. But when you exalt it vindicates failure…surrender…an ignominy to your singularity. There’s nothing as perfect as perfect. When you are human…when you are a part of the taxon “class apart”…wherein lays the necessity to search divinity or relegate?

Each one of us has the fire in him/her to be admired but none to be idolized lest you have come across a sycophant or an adolescent.

Femininity's Essence...

Sometimes she finds it difficult to breathe her entire life and sometimes she feels she lived it all in those few seconds….. And those few moments.

It’s in her felicitous face and cherubic innocence…..when she means the entire world for the two most selfless people on this earth…..a genesis to the beauties of life. A progeny to the expectations n aspirations of many…..to realize dreams which her mother wanted to…..n to make her father proud with her accomplishments. Everything that she does speaks the way she has been brought up…..the values she has imbibed…..the principles she has been taught n the culture she belongs to…..You find your daughter in her.

It’s when she is in the laps of the soul who envies her for the attention she gets…..caresses her n begins getting concerned in her puerility…..when she still is being considered that naughty little kid she had been all along. She lets all secrets out to her…..ties that sacred thread of love on his hands…..is a part of all those spicy nothings n piquant thefts…..in all those altercations…..pillow fights…..dining talks…..in all those hugs n in all those words which take her to realize the heights of life.....You find your sibling in her.

It’s when she doesn’t miss a class even when the mercury is soaring high…..writing notes….learning by rote…..completing assignments…..n in listening to all those words of wisdom. Her success n her achievements bring admiration n recognition…..her talent…..her sincerity…..the devotion n her verity speak volumes of the tenets of erudition she is crowned with…..You find your student in her.

It’s when she confides in you…..understands you…..lends her shoulder for your tired soul to lean on in times of happiness n sorrows n even in times in between. In your need…..solace…..exalt…..loneliness…..the one individual whom u can always look up to with no expectations to meet…..with no promises to break…..with no errs to fall apart…..no pretensions…..no hypocrisy…..no pride…..no prejudice…..far from the egos…..away from apprehensions n fears…..standing loft with the best moments lived…..no strings attached…..You find your friend in her.

It’s when she rediscovers herself and the passion in her…..an ignited mind which fights for the love she craves for…..knowing him more n more. Every time her eyes met his, an unknown emotion of blush creeps in breaking the camouflage which even her mother failed to do in all these years. The crimson in her betrays her fortitude…..her ego…..her will and she surrenders herself totally. Her fantasies turn into fanciful realities and seraphic pulchritude. She understands…..cares…..adds meaning to one’s life and falls in for the best emotion as ever…..You discover your love in her.

It’s when you find yourself in her…..realize that she is the one….when her smile dawns the day bright for you n when she indeed understands you. You discover happiness in her patience…..her concern…..her possessiveness…..acceptance…..and coy NO’s. She proves to be an elixir for your tiredness…..a balm for your stresses…..a question to your felicity…..an answer to your passions…..and a prop in your silence. She shares it all….loves you heart n soul. You just can’t imagine a life without her…..so void…..so dull…..embrace a dependency that you take pride in…..n enamors you for the person you are. She makes you feel complete.....You find your soul mate…..your wife in her.

It’s when she gives you birth…..nurtures you…..n you are a part of her. You find her in your footprints…..alphabets…..hymns…..didactics…..tenets….values n dictions….refinement…..personality n in anything n everything that u find a definition to. She is with you in ur maladies….ur errs….ignominies….ur failure n in ur success….ur ideals n she literally breathes in you. Her tirades teach you the direction you got to sail through…..her tears held u back…..her words fondle you n gives you the best of life. You find your mother in her.

It’s not where her odyssey ends…..rather the beginning to cognize the essence in her femininity more n more…..