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Friday, 24 February 2012

POST - 4


It was not that both of them were enjoying the breakfast but perhaps they were wondering who should open the Pandora’s Box first.
Siddharth chose to break the ice. “Are you done with your shopping? Do you have any such plans for today? I volunteer myself if you want my help.”
“Thanks Sid, but I am not in a mood to shop today. I would rather stay indoor today. Don’t you see it’s raining out there?”
He tried to tease her saying “What happened to your mood? Do you have an inbuilt alarm system due to which u switch your mood so frequently?” A funny look flashed on her face, perhaps she liked the question.
Both of them stepped out of the restaurant paying the bill and tipping the waiter. As they came out they saw that the rain had subsided, clear blue sky and bright sunshine was all over the place. The sun had slipped away from the grip of clouds and looked bright and fresh.
Samedha felt something similar at the bottom of her heart she discovered the meaning of that moment, as if she had attained salvation in that very moment and everything seemed crystal clear to her. The message had been delivered from her heart to her mind. She recovered from her utter confusion and knew instantly what she wanted from This Day. She realized the worth of these few hours that she had in her hand. “I must preserve these moments. I have to make these moments as the vehicle for my new dreams. I must live these moments to the fullest. But do not know how.” She solved this riddle too.
“Hey Sid” the infectious smile returned to its merited owner “what do you think about going to the temple across the street?”
What could have been a better way to start their journey to a new life but from a temple?
Siddharth was taken a back. He saw a spark in Samedha’s eyes, now they were bright and blooming. Until a few moments ago she was silent like a ghost bungalow but now liveliness was all around. He wanted to say “NO” to the idea of going to the temple after having breakfast but he could not oppose as he was already entrapped by that incredible smile. He gave his consent and said “Okay Sam, your wish is my command.”
“Come on then.” She had already taken a few steps forward by the time Siddharth recollected his thoughts. “Hey Sam, wait for me” he had to literally run to keep pace with her but she seemed to be on cloud nine.
The priest was finishing the morning rituals of the deity. There were few devotees in the temple and some of them were taking a stroll in the wonderful ambience. Samedha and Siddharth had arrived at the scene just at the right time.
“Hurry up”, the priest signaled the couple to take the “Aarati” and “Prasadam”. He gave tiny sugary sweets to both and smeared tilak on their foreheads. He blessed them and chanted shlokas for their happy life.
On finishing with the rituals, Samedha wanted to pray for a while. She wrapped her dupatta over her head, folded hands and she sat there for a while.
            Siddharth looked at her; this was a rare chance he had got to stare at her since morning. Her calm posture allured him. He noticed a few strands of her hair hanging near her nose and felt that was annoying her. He wanted to brush them off but instead he chose to watch the hair dancing in the wind while Samedha was saying her prayer. The hair had augmented the grace and charm of her face.

                                                                                                        - to be continued ...

Friday, 17 February 2012

POST - 3


“I’ll be right back but till then miss me.” He tapped on her head, smiled and walked towards the lift.
             Samedha smiled back and said “Well I’ll do that Sid, but you don’t miss your wallet, or else………” Both started laughing.
             Fifteen minutes later, Siddharth came back. This time he was looking even more handsome with his short hair gelled stylishly. He had now worn light saffron colored T-shirt, blue jeans and a jacket. Then both of them walked towards the exit of the lodge.
Standing on the road Siddharth asked “Hey it’s drizzling. Is there any restaurant near by?”
“Hmm… I have never come to this part of the city. But don’t worry Sid.  I’ll not let you run into trouble. Now tell me how your journey was?” Samedha asked curiously.
“Well. Journey was boring. There was nothing much to do. I just spent my time listening to music and sleeping.”
“Oops…… not a single hot chick spoke to you?” she gave him a flirty smile.
“Sam, just shut up. You really never ever leave a single chance to pull my leg! You know what, I was thinking about you most of the time”. Samedha blushed a little because of Siddharth’s candid confession.
Both crossed the walk over bridge and got into a restaurant. There was not much crowd as it was a rainy Sunday morning. The waiter came with the menu card in his hand and handed one to both of them. He served them water and left only to reappear to take the order.
Two minutes later Siddharth said “Hey I am going to order Masala dosa. What about you? Do you want some coffee or tea? It’s really chilling out here”
“Hmmm…what I want to eat... some noodles… And I don’t want any coffee or tea but if you feel like, you order that.” 
Siddharth gave her a smile. “Sam, you took so much time to decide on what you want to have for breakfast!”
“Well, I was making my mind to eat either Masala dosa or some hot noodles. You have ordered Dosa, anyways so I chose Noodles.  I will get my share of Dosa from you.” she said in a whisker.
He smiled at her childish nature. “So, tell me, what is it?”  Siddharth asked casually despite being fully aware of the facts why on a Sunday morning he is with Samedha. May be he wanted to reaffirm on the lines he was thinking. May be he just wanted to check what at all going on in her mind.
Samedha gave a hearty laugh. She usually does that to buy some time, so that she can think of a befitting reply when she is unsure about any situation or question. “Well, everything is good. Lazy laid back Sunday morning and here I am having breakfast with a handsome guy whom I am meeting for the first time.”  she finished the long sentence.
But what was she supposed to talk???
Samedha wanted to talk her heart out but perhaps she had no idea where to start from. Whether she should turn nostalgic and plunge within the beautiful moments they had spent together online or should she talk about how and why they were so close to each other? In few days of online chatting, they were drawn towards each other like magnet and metal.

The Sound of cutlery broke Siddharth’s contemplation. The waiter was standing by with their breakfast. The food was served.
“Wow…It looks great Sam, I am sure it tastes great as well”.
“Where are the noodles???”
“Madamji, noodles aaj nahi bana hai, toh aap kuchh aur le lijiye.”
“Oops………Thik hai, aap humare liye ek juice le aayiye.”
“Kounsa Juice Madamji?”
“Hmmmm……….Mango Juice?”
“Theek hai Madamji.”
Siddharth added “Hey, one more for me too and you cancel the Coffee.”.
“Thik hai Sirji.” The waiter walked away.
Raising her eyebrows slightly and still smiling, Samedha asked “Sid, tell me, how you are feeling at this moment meeting me in real? Am I the same girl as I was through out in my emails, messages and over the phone?”
Siddharth looked deep into her eyes for a long moment and replied “Yes you are very much the same as you were through out till now and the same girl I have been dreaming about”
His answer didn’t satisfy her so she cleverly avoided the topic saying “Let’s get started Sid. I am starving”.
The Masala Dosa grew smaller, the Sambar bowl grew emptier and the juice level in the glasses also dropped to almost empty. There was an unusual silence at the table. It was not that both of them were enjoying the breakfast but perhaps they were wondering who should open the Pandora’s Box first.

                                                                                                                - to be continued... 

 PS: Sometimes its just too difficult to express our inner feelings. Why it is so??? Is that because we are confused about our own feelings or just don't have enough guts for a face off. Why this Kolaveri di Guys...?

Tuesday, 14 February 2012

POST - 2



Love is in the Air, as today is Valentine's Day. And I am planning to add a little more magic to this occasion. So I am here by posting my Third Blog with an invitation to all you guys to join me for a small trip to Samedha's World. Let's find out together; when was the first time she had felt the same magic in the air.

 Delhi.
It was a cloudy Sunday morning. Around 9.15 a.m. Samedha got down from an auto and took out a fifty rupee note from her purse to pay the auto driver.
The driver said “ Madamji, change nahi hai.”
Samedha smiled and said “Bhaiya, koi baat nahi. Aap baki ka change rakhlo.”
[Don’t know how and why gals call every unknown fellow; an auto driver or a shop keeper or a vegetable seller or their favorite “Pani Puri walla” as “Bhaiya”. Here a gal never thinks about her financial status and of course never about the feelings of a guy’s heart.]
Samedha was a slim, petite girl. She had big black eyes and black shiny hair. Her figure was rich and firm. She was wearing a white and blue mixed Chudidaar. She had worn white bangles and danglers of sky blue. Though white looked the dominant color of her attire but the ting of sky blue gave her the angel like aura. She had dressed perfectly. 
She entered into a lodge and inquired about a person named Siddharth, Room number 53. The person sitting at the reception started searching for his name in the computer.
Mean while Samedha took out her cell phone and dialed Siddharth’s number impatiently. Suddenly her lovely smile disappeared. For some reason Siddharth’s number was not reachable. She kept trying cursing her phone and the network.
A few minutes later, irritated by the undue delay in finding Siddharth, Samedha asked the receptionist to send someone to fetch him.
“Bhaiya, kya aap kisiko bhej ke Mr. Siddharth ko yahan bula saktein hain?”
She was now looking totally tensed. So “our lodge wala Bhaiya” tried to console her saying “Mein abhi ek room boy ko bhejta hoon, app tab tak aaram se bethiye.”
To silence those weird thoughts she pulled out a newspaper from the stack while sitting on the sofa that lay near the reception but she was not able to concentrate on that. She realized her eagerness to meet Siddharth and blushed a little with that realization but she had to be her best before him. She straightened her clothes once again and sat there folding her hands, thinking of nothing and thinking of everything, she took a deep breathe to cool down her nerves. Now Samedha was relaxed and composed, that’s how she had wished Siddharth to see her.
It was exactly 9.32am and that’s when she heard the jolting sound of the lift. The lift doors flung and with that her lost smile flashed back on to its actual place. She gazed in that direction. The hotel boy stepped out and behind him was a fair, lean guy with striking black eyes came out with an enchanting smile on his face. He was wearing a grey trousers and black pull over T-shirt.
Samedha moved towards him and in a few seconds both were standing right in front of each other just one foot apart but still not able to believe the present.
“Hi Sam, I can’t believe that I am finally here and getting to meet you” Siddharth said offering his hand for a shake.
“Yes finally” Samedha responded in a very polite way touching his hand with that hand shake.
He smiled and nodded his head.  “So what is the plan for the day?”
“Go and get ready I am starving. Let’s go and have breakfast first.” Samedha suggested.
“I’ll be right back but till then miss me.” He tapped on her head, smiled and walked towards the lift.

                                                                         - to be continued... 


Thursday, 9 February 2012

POST - 1


Tamanna ne zindegi ki godi mein sar rakh ke puchha,
                                     Mein puri kab hungi…
Toh zindegi ne muskurake kaha,
                                 Jo puri ho jaye woh "Tamanna" hi Kya …


PROLOGUE

Travelling alone with this terrible shock was tearing Siddharth apart in his loneliness. Even after all these years, the memory of Samedha evoked a pain in him that was as sharp as ever. No one had ever touched his heart and soul, so deeply as Samedha had and no one ever would again.
What ever Siddharth had seen in the past few hours was flashing through his mind. Her face, her fingers, her expressive eyes, her last words, “I love…”
“Sam, you didn’t even give me a chance to join my hands in front of God and pray for you. And at this point of time I could not even go to you and tell you the truth that I too had cried myself to sleep for nights, missing you more than I would have missed my heart, if it would have been taken from me. I never understood what you wanted to convey me in our first meeting but today your silence spoke to me. And now when I understood you and your words, I don’t have you to express myself. Forgive me Sam.......”
Siddharth tried to imagine Samedha’s pain, when she took her last breath. He was blank. All that was coming to his mind was, he needed to go back home, go back to his life…                                                   
                                                   - to be continued...
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PS:  I wanna thank Renu, for her hard work and invaluable feedback. If you would not have read my each draft again and again then I would have missed the “WOW” factor. And thanks for such a nice Shayari, to start up. 
So I am here by posting my second blog in the honor of Chhoti Maa (Renu).

Saturday, 4 February 2012

POST - 0


In our life, we met many people. Some, we never think about…Some, we wonder if they ever think about us…Some, we wish we would never have to think again…

“SIDDHARTH”, a very familiar name. Perhaps in a group of every thousand Indians, one can get to know a Siddharth. (Siddharth Narayan – Actor, Siddharth Mallya – Business Tycoon, Siddharth Shukla – Model…etc). But it sounds strange when I say; in my Life I have come across with a single Siddharth, exactly two years back in a very popular place; Chat Room.  

It was a post lunch hour when I signed into chat room to beat the blues. No doubt I had been buzzed by many. But one id sid_***** @yahoo.com took the honor to drag me.

Without my knowledge I jumped into the conversation in such a way that; Four hours passed. I poured my heart out and I was almost out of my worries. Now it was time to say “Cheerio” when I approached him “May I add you in my friend’s list?” Soon he replied with a big YES but with a condition that “No doubt we will be friends forever but Unseen and Unheard.”

Giving respect to his condition, I agreed. And there we began our journey. We spend our time in nurturing our new relationship and broke one condition; UNHEARD.

“Go with the Flow”. Both of us become nuts with No Complains and No Demands (So I call you CD).Happily cherishing our lives.

Yep it’s a very common saga of Friendship but the most uncommon part of this is; Both of us have given space to each other in such a way that we are just a Phone Call Away...yet a horizon apart.

Hope you have not got bored with such a big email. I just dropped here to let you know something. Many a time I have asked you “Meri Tarif Karo…” and you did that.
But you have never asked me to do so. Perhaps you don’t like to be confined with few vocabularies.

Just a bottom line; When we say “Unseen and Unheard” that triggers few words in our mind.
God…
Trust…
Wish…
Love…

And for me I include Siddharth to this list.
                                                                                           - to be continued…


PS: I happened upon This simplest way of conveying the most precious feeling and ended up with “Tamanna, A Wish”. No doubt many of the incidents in this story are not true but as you know when imaginations are weaved with true feelings; they take an awesome shape and smell real.  
So I am here by posting my very first blog in the honor of the person who was the wind beneath my wings for this endeavor of my life.