High on high-way....

Once upon a time there lived a girl who was very lost...

Don't you hate it when your eyes fall asleep in the day and you KNOW they stay awake the whole night! Don't you?!
But there are certain nights - you wouldn't want to sleep. Or rather you just cannot sleep. #excitement.

An over-night drive amidst scary jungle, has always been just a thought but was soon a pinching REALITY. It happened!

When we hit the roads traveling around 250 km overnight......

 

When you are first thinking through an idea,  it's important not to get bogged down in complexity thinking simply and clearly its hard to do, I can't do and blah blah blah. Bogging down is what I usually do. But this adorable friend of mine, phew! He is crazy! One thing he said, I try to remember always, but only after I have done what I would do! He says, "Be prepared for everything!". Roger that!

Many just know me, only few understand me! He does quite clearly and doesn't halt there. He will re-fill confidence in me, if he feels I have lost it. He re-energizes me if he feels I am growing weak. He is a like a dam across a wild undisciplined river. He Channelizes  my thoughts, my confusions and my life systematically.

The deserted roads,
The quietness,
The peace,
The deer,
The owl,
The giggle,
The tea,
The music,
The forest,
The moon,
The laugh,
The darkness,
The comfort,
The bridge,
The fear,
The street-lights,
The warmth,
The content,
The water,
The hills,
The chirping birds,( they do in the night come on!) 
And someone for you to guide you through the darkness and be there for you.
It was just perfect.

The Joy that you give to others comes back to you. I don't know how far that is true. But the Joy I experienced would be remembered whole life through, adding more SMILES to our friendship.You are the best thing that "has" happened to me. :) 

uffooooo! quit it!

But all good things come to an end and this one did too. The toughest battle is between what you know and what you feel. I know, but still, I feel. Sigh!

And yeah about the title?!! Has nothing to do with any alcohol in our blood. Just ignore!

PS : And when you are keenly trying to spot a "tiger" driving amidst forest, everything - even a dead stone, looks like a tiger. Really!

when my eyes tell a tale ....

It was a refreshing and the much needed small pause to my life, a pause that helped me define myself.  I have been trying to fit-in which I guess is overrated. I would rather fit-out, as in, be myself and not apologize for myself.

Dear readers,
Relax and spend some time reading this post and make sure your internet  bill is paid.

And my eyes tell a tale, about a beautiful DREAM....

A beautiful #extremely hot, yeah, alright, a not so beautiful Saturday afternoon.  I am presuming Saturday, since I wasn't in office and not Sunday because I don't smell oil in my hair. I am driving "chocolate" - a car whose "steering" alone, I suppose, is mine and the rest? Yeah the bank's.

 A green t-shirt , blue jeans, yellow sandal and purple shades, yeah, how can I forget the doll hair-clip. The world seemed so purpleful, purple trees, purple vehicles, purple sky. I was in my unusual calm mood, wasn't angry or irritated with anything, at all, even when a truck halted almost kissing my car in a series of three signals which is uphill and I am a learner. - #sarcasm.

As I drove down to a fairy land, brushing off the dusty sight, appeared a breathtakingly handsome guy from no where - such a bundle of joy in my heart! As I pushed myself nearer and nearer I could clearly see his darkly tanned skin shining in the beam of sun-light that stole its way into my car. I was hypnotized by his first look - so appealing to my eyes.  The world paused for few minutes in the awe of his presence.

He was sent to wipe away my bad tears, to drive away my fears, to give me all I am without holding back my heart. Soon, the dark storm clouds covered and it was dark. I had a heavy cloud in my head. So much pain was trying to overflow from my eyes, so much agony was hidden behind the walls of my heart,I weep-ed endlessly as he held my arms close to his heart - And everything is right again.

I watched him, as he lay on the bed of clouds, hands tucked behind his head.  A white light flashed on and off from a distance, revealing his face and the perfect lines of his lips. He had his eyes closed, his brain soaking up with something/nothing  which no one could hear. I saw his eyes open, they were a stunning, beautiful brown pair of eyes.

As the white light slowly faded out , the man also faded off into a deep, restful sleep. His body now lay motionless except for the soft rise and fall of his chest with every breath he took. Tiny shadows danced across the wall - the last sight before I closed my eyes into darkness.

Unresisting friendship is YOU. The pearls of tears wouldn't have been so easy to let go without YOU.

The next day -
The morning light chased away the darkness and also the darkness in me - the committee of sleep had worked on it. But he was gone, with the dream. It's a world of dreams- dreams, which are of paramount and weird.

To get a glimpse of him yet another time at-least - I would sleep and quit worrying.

the sweetest gulab jamoon....

Nothing exists in this universe in isolation. Everything exists because its in a relationship with something else.
  
Friends.

Its such a sweet word to utter. A lot understood about them and yet still not understood.
We are always there to listen to each other, to mock at each other, to tease each other, to get angry on, to fight with, to shout at, to ask for a hug, to ask for help, to support you, to motivate you, to protect you, to cheer you up, to congratulate, to comfort, be stupid with ... to fight with your alone-ness.
 - or to just LISTEN, we are there for each other - somehow.


If I have to describe a true friend, I will describe him as a clever-head crazy affectionately wonderful guy always laughing- Raghavendra aka Raghu aka "-------". - yet to fill this blank.

He knows my mood way before I know. Really!
The first time around, I was surprised when he asked me "Enaythoo?! You don't seem alright" and actually I wasn't alright.
There were times when he spent his time only and only to cheer me up. He LISTENS - calmly, when I am mad at something, or I am angry on someone or upset about something. He listens so keenly that sometimes he would have dozed off while I am blabbering.

And there was this time one time, he prepared my favorite "gulab-jamoons" - of-course I asked him to, only for me.

These were the sweetest " gulab-jamoons ", I ever had in my life, pal. May be because you added that secret ingredient
"Affection".
 A Thank-you would be a very small word to express, or rather I choose to not, may be it would make us not friends, if I did.
So I am suspending that thought.

After a few deep breaths -
But still, let me be grateful to this stupid ally of mine, he is like a charming gardener who makes my soul blossom.

.....the last good-bye

These posts give me freedom and space to do so much more.... Express it my way.
Let me try being poetic for a - CHANGE!

Dear friend,
You were there when I was scared.
You were there when I fell ill.
You used to make me feel like a baby.
You cared for me so much, but never showed it
It was nice to know you were there always for me.


You seemed like a star
who has come down from heaven
A super star - to protect me.
You saved me from sinking into deep darkness,
darkness from where it was difficult to come out.

You were like a morning mist
How I hooked on to you is still a mystery
Every small thing you have done and said - it shows.
I never thanked you for all this may be because
I cannot stand before a mirror and thank myself.

You filled empty spaces with hope
You showed me what I am, where I should go
You came to my life when my World was half asleep
You told me when I made mistakes
You awoke me from the bad dream I was living

You made me face the World without letting it go
Pleasant were the days we spent
Laughing, commenting, being there for each other
But ONE DAY you bid me the last GOOD-BYE
like brushing off the dust from your coat.


You bid me the last good-bye
It still seems like an unstable fearful dream
Good-BYE!- words uttered departed us from our lives
I do not wish to brood upon this thought
We are more than just great friends and that's how the story ends/begins.

-- A friend.