Almost Single!!!!!!

Today is Monday, besides the hang over of a rather tedious yet memorable weekend- am back to office. It’s a lazy day here too, office lacks the usual buzz. There are few men clad in Kurthas-(its Diwali time)… many workstations empty. People sitting in groups and chatting. Me- am chatting too, on the communicator. There is no one peeping on my monitor, I can play games, listen to music….. Office is almost empty. Even if I say it’s boring, I love it this way- with no one 2 boss around. So right now I am listening to Roxette- “it must have been love… “ one of my fav songs.

The hang over of the weekend creeps in my mind… the Ramoji trip on Saturday. It was fun.. total fun after a long time… had a great time and good food too….

The highlight of the weekend was the birthday treat that Nikhil aka Pattar threw for us. Sunday evening, we set off…. Had a tough time locating the place- “our place” as it is called. Oh my…. the place was just amazing. My eyes wandered…. Candles everywhere, ‘diyas’ is the right word. Diyas lit at every nook and corner. The place was just… Err… Romantic!!!

The dim lighting gave the place such a dreamy aura. I felt truncated – I lacked the symmetry that this place demanded. It was so inappropriate to walk into such a place unaccompanied by the one who would complete the definition of the word- romance. I looked at faces around and there were quite a few who reflected my thoughts. So, those of us sighed deeply and walked in to the candle lit tables. We ate, laughed, had fun- it was a nice evening indeed. Still I had this “looking forward to the day when I would share this table with the real one” feel.

Life is actually boring when it lacks the special person in life. The one, who by my definition of love- is solely mine. The person whom I can cry to, I can laugh with, fight with, one with whom I can be my true self. Its not that I do not have anyone in my life to share my feelings- I am fortunate to have many ears where I can pour the deepest of my worries. Still I know I am not complete and the place reminded me of the sense of incompleteness. Life is just not whole without the romance factor in it.

I left the place, with the sense of single hood – a burden in my heart. Perhaps it was the place that stirred such thoughts in my mind. Yeah it was the place. So candle lit dinners and such romantic places are a strict NO NO to us singles. So what say u singles out there?????

As she got married........

She looked so serene….. was that the white sari that adorned her or that unusual glow on her face!!! Of course, it was her day- she was bidding farewell to her single hood. She was getting married….

I was overwhelmed with emotions that I couldn’t figure out- when I saw her standing in the altar, with her future husband at her side. She will be a wife in no time…. My little buddy was becoming a part of some one’s life. I know she has taken a step ahead in life’s hierarchy. And I stood in a stair- where we both once belonged, giggling nervously at the life that stretched in front of us. There; he tied that sacred thread around her neck and they were pronounced “man & wife”. All through the one and a half hour long ceremony I was thinking of us- our school days, the pranks we did, those silly fights we had, those bitter tears we shed, those hilarious jokes we shared… I know I won’t be taking a bus to Vaikom and, I won’t find her waiting for me at that house near the rice fields, in Chemmanathukara. I might hereafter meet her in a chat window and have a glimpse of her over the webcam. She would have put on a few more pounds by thenJ. Else we might meet in one of those busy malls or coffee day or Barista- somewhere in the Mumbai. Yeah, she is going to be a part of the Amchi Mumbai crowd!!!

As I scrolled the contact list in my cell phone- found hers and then before I pressed the call button- I thought for a while, is it the right time? Can I call her now? Will she be busy? And then I decide not to call and wait for her call…

Life won’t be the same for both of us. I can’t barge into her life whenever I feel like. I will have to be patient- knock on the door and then wait to be ushered in. We won’t be meeting each other whenever we feel like; perhaps if we were in the same city- things would have been better.

Life moves on and I know she will feel the same things I felt when she stands by my side on my special day:-). But nothing or no one can take your place my friend, your place in my life will always be yours- u can run out and be sure, find your way back any time u feel like- it’s always yours :-)