You and a little bit of me :)

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You remember when you used to rag all the pretty juniors in college. You deliberately chose the ones with pretty face and perfect figure and then make them give you an intro. I remember the first time you stopped me. Do you?

We did an entire research paper together. The long hours in the library. The constant chatting. You teaching me how to footnote everything. How to write the paper in the most simplified language so that even a layman could make sense of what is written. I remember all the library sittings and the long phone and chat conversations for the research that we have done. Do you?

You were a disciplined and regular student. That is another story that you hardly studied for the college exams. But, despite of the entire B grade thing that we both ended up with in college, I always admired you. I loved the way you defended what you believed in. I remember the umpteen number of arguments that we had. Do you?

The gmail chats. Oh my god Rash. If somebody today reads them, how crazy he/she would think we were. Chatting the entire night. Making plans. Never having the money to execute them. How perfect those conversations were. You listened so intently. I spoke so freely in front of you. I remember that look on your face when you were so carefully making sense of everything I was saying. Do you?

The long walks. The bike rides. The sports complex adventures. DB Mall. Computer lab meetings. Exploring kaliyasaut. I remember the time when we fell off the bike. I can’t stop laughing thinking about it. Do you?

The annual foundation day. The ethnic wears. I used to eat your head so as to convince you to wear a kurta and come. You did in your fifth year. We have a picture together. The secret affair became official in the campus that say. When we uploaded the same picture on facebook. Do you remember people asking both of us about our relationship status? How smartly we used to leave them to decipher for themselves.

The annoying project submissions. The viva-voce. The twice in every three months exams. How we never stopped chatting. How we missed meeting each other because of the exam schedule. The college fests. Virudhaka. Athena. Rangmanch. Palchhin. Jam sessions. Showing you the all girls pictures. Telling you what all who all wore. Dressing up just as you liked. I remember you loved it when I used to put bindi. Do you?

Waiting for you so that I could watch that horror movie. How you used to tell me to close my eyes because the next scene was not shot for me to see. How you used to accompany me everywhere after I watched such movies because I used to be shit scared. I could watch all genres of movies with you. From mean girls to great debaters to movies like welcome. I could always count on you. I could be myself with you.

You remember when I cooked for you. The very first time. On my own without anybody’s help. How good it tasted. And you had it with so much love. I cooked the same recently, but it didn’t taste the same it did the last time.

Do you remember the poem I wrote for you. You remember the songs we used to sing together. You remember my favorite one?  Abke sajan sawan mein 🙂 

This and much more Rash. I don’t think I will ever be able to document what we had. What I had When I had you. When I look back to the half a decade spent in Bhopal. I see you and masi’s house. That’s all. My college life comprises of memories created with you. We did nothing extraordinary. Hell, I would have never gone to kerwa dam if not for you. But, still for me these were the most beautiful memories I could ever create. If I have to mention my college life, I have to mention you.

How and why we fell apart Rash? Was it my fault? I don’t know. Was it yours? No. It just seemed like the right thing to do. I know you won’t ask for any explanations. I know we are beyond that. And I know that in your heart you love me. I know the answer to the question that I asked you. I just wanted to hear it from you. You know just felt like romancing like we did during college times. You remember I used to tell you that by talking about other things, you are wasting the valuable time that we have got to romance with each other. Such innocent souls we were. Such pure love.

I know you will read this and you will feel a strong urge to call me. Believe me I fight that too. But, let’s settle down this time Rash. Decide for once and all that we are not going to get back together and keep it that ways. You know that if either of us breaks we will go back to square one and it would get much more harder for us. This way we could always keep the best of each other’s memories and never remember each other with any ill will. I would never want to remember you with anything else other than love and affection.

With lots and lots of love 🙂


A long and hopeful post ! Hello Folks :)


No reason.

Honestly, I am a lazy woman. A secondary reason is that I didn’t get an internet connection only until recently.

Please don’t think that I don’t like blogging. I love it. This is the reason I am not making the presentation I am supposed to make and writing this post on priority. This proves my love 🙂

This year was full of surprises. On both professional and personal fronts. I never expected Gappa would agree to marry. I also never expected that I will let her do so. But, she is happy which is keeping me sane 🙂

The wedding was such amazing fun. We danced like crazy zombies. Gappa told me that the wedding turned out to be exactly how she wanted it to be. I am glad it did. I was shit nervous about how everything would take place. But I should say my parents and certain other people surprised me pleasantly by their organisational skills. Gappa wore a pretty green and blue net lehanga for the sangeet. And a florescent green and pink lehanga for the wedding and reception. And I must say my sister has the most beautiful eyes and the most elegant smile on planet earth. She was such a perfect bride. Smiling coyly on one hand and enjoying her wedding to the fullest on the other. The sangeet was such a success that I still can’t get over it. We made a slideshow of Gappa’s pictures right from her childhood till the mehandi function. Actually, I didn’t contribute much into the same. It was Rash and Prish who did the entire work. My two baby cousins did everything from preparing the script for anchoring to putting things back in place to running around in high heels. I love these people so so much. A lot of people unfortunately missed attending the wedding as well. Gappa’s best friend, another good friend etc. but I am sure the people who did attend made sure that Gappa doesn’t feel such absence 🙂 I will upload some pictures of the wedding soon.

On the other front, Rash and I have stopped talking. Like not talking at all. I still sometimes can’t believe that. After a point of time you get so used to a person’s presence in your life, that even their absence doesn’t bother you because you never feel it. It is difficult to not be with him. When all I did in the past 4 years is to be with him. I honestly don’t know how he feels about it. I assure myself by assuming that he feels the same. But, I know that I have some of my life’s most beautiful and treasured memories with him. And I am glad that I have the same with him and nobody else. You are still my best friend Rash. You will always be. And I know you are reading this and I hope this brings a smile to your face. I also hope that everything that you remember about me in the times to come always brings a smile to your face. Because a smile on my lips plays as soon as you come to my mind. I have a lot of things to say to you. It deserves a post in itself. Please do read it.

On professional front, yes this comes last in priority because I have no clue as to what I am doing by practicing as a tax lawyer (No, I won’t file your returns. Lawyers don’t do that, please excuse!). But, it is paying the bills and I actually have a decent boss and a very amazing senior associate to learn from. So, as long as this works fine, I think I will stick. I completed one year of pretending to be working on 16th June, 2015. Yes, I need to record that. Deal with it. I hope I can keep on pretending though I do not consider myself to be pretentious at all. *Fingers crossed*.

The only thing that I need to start doing now is travel. Visit places. I really wish to start working on this front too. I am glad to have made a new girlfriend *touchwood*. And I really love her. I hope it stays the same way. I didn’t expect to make such close friends in Delhi. It happened on its own and it is great 🙂 ( No, it doesn’t mean I don’t miss you Rash, you have a place of your own in my heart and it will always be yours. Don’t make that face).

I think this is enough for the first post of the year. I will be back soon 🙂