Monday, October 15, 2007

hmmmmm


he has little memories of those days, she has all.

he was uncertain, not knowing what his feelings were, why he kept crossing half of delhi every sunday to meet her, when she was only amongst the many friends he had, and that too keeping the dearest of those friends waiting. she, on the other hand was trying to come out of a relationship which had ended months ago. he doesn't remember that first touch, the first embrace or the first kiss. (confused during those days and floating above the clouds afterwards.) she remembers the details, each and every one.

the girl-woman knew she was falling in love with this boy-man. he? nothing. but love was to come later. not much, but later.

'cos when he looks back at the 15th of October, 2006, all he remembers is the dusty stretch of the back road, where they sat and played criss-cross with wooden twigs on ground as the workbook. and yes, with the she-dog for the company. and oh, there were yellow butterflies too, which he didn't mention last year.

she looks back and remembers the clothes they were wearing; his first touch on her shoulder, which jolted her and conveyed more than a friend's would; the sudden hug she gave him while leaving & wondering how proper it was and also that why this idiot didn't reciprocate the gesture & stood like an armyman, stiff in attention!

and, when many more years have flown by, when they again revisit these memories, they'll again smile their two different smiles; she, still the most resplendent ever and he, his tired, sarcastic smile.

hmmmmm.

17 comments:

Cuckoo said...

:))))))))

What do you call it now ?

Yaaden taza ho ga-iiN.. I think all girl-women are like that... remember each & every detail... and all boy-men are like you. :)

sup said...

wow that was realy touching, n pretty. Loved reading Dee's comment to the linked post :)

wat a beautiful thing reminiscing is!often. and then dont u wish u cd play the time back all over, stop, pause, rewind and just keep at that game? it's not only the other person, it's also the time that is almost sacred. bless u both

meet_me said...

y tired? n y sarcastic?

hmm, nice memories ... all the best in life

Dust Unsettled said...

Congrats man for achieving your first milestone. Wish you a million more milestones with all the smiles, however tired and/or rejuvenating they are...

Aditi said...

I remember this time last year... i remember as the thrilled spectator when i finally heard that delhidreams had found their color
i remember
=)

Sigma said...

Yaadei.n .. bas yaadei.n rah jaati hai.n
kuch meethi meethi baatei.n rah jati hai.n ....

And yes, why sarcastic ?

Switchsky said...

I love that the yellow butterfilies returned for this bit of remembering...

memories are like that, aren't they?

flitting bits of color and change.

starry nights said...

We have to be so thankful we have memories, something all of us cling to. I remember last year when you found your true love. How fast the year has gone. I wish you and dee only beautiful memories Adi. Both of you deserve only the best.Hang on! the best is yet to come.

adi said...

cuckoo: bohat der intezaar karaya aapne :)

sup: yes, that was special. and yes, we do wish time n again, to become the masters of time, play it, rewind it, sometimes fast forward it, as we want and so many times, to suspend it on a particular note :)

mm: thanks payal. i wish all of us the best memories in life.

aditi: agar tum bhool jati, to mumbai aake ladai karta ;)

dust: the biggest if yet to come :) wait and read.

sigma: good song to thik of right now, but the fact is, we are making more m more of memories each day as we pass through life, how many songs to pen for these :)
sarcastic isliye, kyonki that is my second nature!!!

swtichsky: no wonder they are!!!

starry: thanks thanks thanks lalitha. i cherish ur words and take ur life as an example :) wish u the same. and yes, the best is yet to come, we've to make it possible.

Peenuts said...

1 year..wowww..congrats

How do we know said...

hmm...

MM said...

thats such an inspiring post. i like the way mystery hovers around almost every post of urs; soemthing that makes it real enchanting and truly outta this world.

:)

adi said...

pino: bhi nahi saale!!! tujhse to ummeed thi ki tu padh lega, last october ki posts!!! :p

howdy: hmmmm N ;)

velu: jyada kuch nahi, not much, its just a side effect of readin too much of holmes n horror n mysteries in the school days ;)

Alok said...

so were u celebrating an anniversary >>>> did i miss out on the cakes ???

alok

Anonymous said...

i wonder what inspired the story... interesting images, beautifully written...what amazes me is that you choose to give to the girl a resplendence, and to the boy a cynicism. - vebhuti

adi said...

alok: nahi, u came early and missed out the real party, a week later ;)

vebhu: who inspired me to write this??? that amazed me more!!! and yes, the resplendence and cynicism should have been interchanged, as per the real life ;)

vebhuti said...

sometimes adi, we read more than one thing and wonder about the inspiration, for everytime a story is read it is also rewritten in the reader's mind...to each his own inspiration... oh n well yes, i do think you were hasty about the attributes you gave the boy and girl... :D

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