Wednesday, March 23, 2011

It's a dream; yet again....!!!

Days passed..
After a long time, I was busy with my work in my office..
Yeah! Busy, but with shadows of memories of my (Dark)Angel..
Suddenly my phone rings with it's own peculiar ringtone from an unknown number..

Phone voice: "Hi, Am I speaking to Selva?"

Shocked to hear the voice!!
Yes, it's the voice of my angel and I found it at once when she said 'Hi'...

I said "Yes, It's me. How may I help you?" (Acting like I didn't recognize her voice)
"Hey Mamu, It's me. How are you?", She asked.
"Ya, It's going on.. So how are you? How about your life?", I replied
"Can you come down to your office food mall? I'm here to see you", She asked in a soothing voice

Heart beat rate went high, butterflies tickle inside stomach, laughed without any reason but with no sound..
It all happened to me when she said "I'm here to see you!!"

"Why suddenly after a long time? Anything wrong?", I asked like being normal
"I just thought of seeing you", She replied
"Ok, Please wait for few minutes. I have to send a report. I'll be there after comlpeting my work. Is that ok?", I asked to buy some time
"Ok, I'll wait, bye for now.", She put down the phone

Now it's time to send the report. Cool, it's a reason to buy some time.
Rush to restroom, wash my face, comb my hair, put the first button(not the color) of my shirt(as she likes that), add some glamour to be short, as she is here to see me after long time...

"Hey I'm going to food mall!!", shouted to my friends inside office as I'm in a very happy mood after a very long time..
Ran through the steps as the lift would take it's own time to come up to 5th floor..
Reached the food mall at the basement to see my angel!!

She is wearing a black saree, which I gifted her for a special occasion.
She is looking so beautiful! God damn pretty and beautiful like a fairy with neatly combed hair with pony tail style, bindhi on her forehead and eyes searching for me.
Yes! She is waiting for me, only for me!!

"Hey, How are you? What's up? Surprised to see you here!!", I asked after having a seat opposite to her on a dining table
"Mamu, won't you call me as Kutti?", She asked me without a reply to my questions

I understood she loves me dearly and she is back to me.
"Oh God! My Angel is back to me...", I whispered to myself(Heart and soul filled with eternal happiness)

"So, how is your life going on? Is there any reason that you are here to see me? I have a bit of work pending, shall we meet some other day?", I asked her
"If that was your wish, then I would leave from here. You can continue your work", She replied
I just stood and started walking towards the exit of food mall after saying "bye, take care".

Her eyes filled with tears and I noticed it when she wiped her tears..
This is really a wonderful and unforgettable day in my life!! My Angel, She loves me dearly and deeply!!!

"Mamu", She called me suddenly
"Ya, tell me Kutti", replied spontaneously to her call without my conscious..
She ran to me, hugged me, kissed me, kissed me all my face with tears rolling from her eyes even in front of all and said "I know you love me idiot, Why did you act like you don't?"

I was just about to say something to her and turned to the other side, to see my roommate hanging his washed clothes in his hanger inside my room...

God!! It's a dream; yet again....!!!
May be this dream come live one day, I'm waiting for the day!!!

Love you Kutti!!

Sunday, March 6, 2011

I didn’t know that she was an (dark) ANGEL!!

She was an angel!
I didn’t know that she was an angel!!

She came into my life when I’m in dark
Yes! I was in dark, too dark when I missed my life somewhere
She came with a bright smile which made me look up
She did hold my hands and said she would render my life

She taught me how to smile (& smile everywhere)
She taught me how to cry (& cry only to her)
She taught me how to talk (& where to talk)
She taught me how to live (& live happily)
She taught me how to love (& love truly)
She taught me who GOD is. (But still it’s a ?)
She taught me how to accept pain (Given by GOD)
She taught me everything (almost every everything)

Time moved fast; life looked great!
Wow!! It’s an amazing journey with her!!

She always offered me to own her
I was an idiot; thought she was already mine!

Now, its time to reach destination with her
Destination! It’s what we call a happy life (heaven)
I didn’t know that angels too have time limit
As being an idiot, I was too slow to destination…

Great!! Now I reached my destination!!
Oh no! It’s not heaven!!
As heaven would look so bright like her!!

I’m back again to the same dark hell!
I didn’t know that she was an (dark) ANGEL!!

GOD! Why did you recall my angel too early???

                                                                        - In your memories Kutti!!

Wednesday, March 2, 2011

A Relationship Forever!!!

To All Married Couples and Singles Who Intend To Get Married

When I got home that night as my wife served dinner, I held her hand and said, I've got something to tell you. She sat down and ate quietly. Again I observed the hurt in her eyes.

Suddenly I didn't know how to open my mouth. But I had to let her know what I was thinking. I want a divorce. I raised the topic calmly. She didn't seem to be annoyed by my words, instead she asked me softly, why? I avoided her question. This made her angry. She threw away the chopsticks and shouted at me, you are not a man!

That night, we didn't talk to each other. She was weeping. I knew she wanted to find out what had happened to our marriage. But I could hardly give her a satisfactory answer; I had lost my heart to a lovely girl called Dew. I didn't love her anymore. I just pitied her!

With a deep sense of guilt, I drafted a divorce agreement which stated that she could own our house, 30% shares of my company and the car. She glanced at it and then tore it into pieces. The woman who had spent ten years of her life with me had become a stranger. I felt sorry for her wasted time, resources and energy but I could not take back what I had said for I loved Dew so dearly.

Finally she cried loudly in front of me, which was what I had expected to see. To me her cry was actually a kind of release. The idea of divorce which had obsessed me for several weeks seemed to be firmer and clearer now.

The next day, I came back home very late and found her writing something at the table. I didn't have supper but went straight to sleep and fell asleep very fast because I was tired after an eventful day with Dew. When I woke up, she was still there at the table writing. I just did not care so I turned over and was asleep again.

In the morning she presented her divorce conditions: she didn't want anything from me, but needed a month's notice before the divorce. She requested that in that one month we both struggle to live as normal a life as possible. Her reasons were simple: our son had his exams in a months time and she didn't want to disrupt him with our broken marriage.

This was agreeable to me. But she had something more, she asked me to recall how I had carried her into out bridal room on our wedding day.. She requested that everyday for the month's duration I carry her out of our bedroom to the front door ever morning. I thought she was going crazy.

Just to make our last days together bearable I accepted her odd request.

I told Dew about my wife s divorce conditions. She laughed loudly and thought it was absurd. No matter what tricks she applies, she has to face the divorce, she said scornfully. My wife and I hadn't had any body contact since my divorce intention was explicitly expressed. So when I carried her out on the first day, we both appeared clumsy. Our son clapped behind us, daddy is holding mummy in his arms. His words brought me a sense of pain. From the bedroom to the sitting room, then to the door, I walked over ten meters with her in my arms. She closed her eyes and said softly; don't tell our son about the divorce. I nodded, feeling somewhat upset..

I put her down outside the door. She went to wait for the bus to work. I drove alone to the office.

On the second day, both of us acted much more easily. She leaned on my chest.. I could smell the fragrance of her blouse. I realized that I hadn't looked at this woman carefully for a long time. I realized she was not young any more. There were fine wrinkles on her face, her hair was graying! Our marriage had taken its toll on her. For a minute I wondered what I had done to her.

On the fourth day, when I lifted her up, I felt a sense of intimacy returning. This was the woman who had given ten years of her life to me. On the fifth and sixth day, I realized that our sense of intimacy was growing again. I didn't tell Dew about this. It became easier to carry her as the month slipped by. Perhaps the everyday workout made me stronger.

She was choosing what to wear one morning. She tried on quite a few dresses but could not find a suitable one. Then she sighed, all my dresses have grown bigger. I suddenly realized that she had grown so thin, that was the reason why I could carry her more easily. Suddenly it hit me; she had buried so much pain and bitterness in her heart.

Subconsciously I reached out and touched her head. Our son came in at the moment and said, Dad, it's time to carry mum out. To him, seeing his father carrying his mother out had become an essential part of his life. My wife gestured to our son to come closer and hugged him tightly. I turned my face away because I was afraid I might change my mind at this last minute. I then held her in my arms, walking from the bedroom, through the sitting room, to the hallway. Her hand surrounded my neck softly and naturally. I held her body tightly; it was just like our wedding day.

But her much lighter weight made me sad. On the last day, when I held her in my arms I could hardly move a step. Our son had gone to school. I held her tightly and said, I hadn't noticed that our life lacked intimacy. I drove to office... jumped out of the car swiftly without locking the door. I was afraid any delay would make me change my mind... I walked upstairs. Dew opened the door and I said to her, Sorry, Dew, I do not want the divorce anymore.

She looked at me, astonished. Then touched my forehead. Do you have a fever? She said. I moved her hand off my head. Sorry, Dew, I said, I won't divorce. My marriage life was boring probably because she and I didn't value the details of our lives, not because we didn't love each other any more.. Now I realize that since I carried her into my home on our wedding day I am supposed to hold her until death does us apart.

Dew seemed to suddenly wake up. She gave me a loud slap and then slammed the door and burst into tears. I walked downstairs and drove away. At the floral shop on the way, I ordered a bouquet of flowers for my wife. The salesgirl asked me what to write on the card. I smiled and wrote:
'I'll carry you out every morning until death do us apart'

The small details of our lives are what really matter in a relationship. It is not the mansion, the car, the property, the bank balance that matters. These create an environment conducive for happiness but cannot give happiness in themselves. So find time to be your spouse's friend and do those little things for each other that build intimacy. Do have a real happy marriage!

If you don't share this, nothing will happen to you, but if you do, you just might save a marriage.

Relationships are made not to exploit, not to be broken.
We teach some by what we say
We teach some more by what we do
But we teach most by what we are

You don't get to choose how you are going to die, or when, but, you can decide how you are going to live, here and now.

This whole story was written by someone and narrated/showed to me by my most beloved but now She is not with me due to my mistake that I have not shown my love to her apart from the fact I loved her dearly and deeply. So I request all to show what you have for your beloved. Life will change for no cause but after that, gone is gone forever!!

If you love someone, Show them you love them. Coz life is not a movie where hero or heroine will understand each other even when they show nothing other than silence.