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Moved on or not?


She was deeply madly in love with him. He made her feel special and she in turn showered him with love and then some more love. Life for her was suddenly very beautiful. She started enjoying rains like she never did before, started dreaming with open eyes and she knew they were meant to last forever.  He used to talk to her for hours, loved her, cared for her and dedicated a good amount of time to her.  She felt blessed for the day when they came across each other on Facebook. That tiny tiny little “poke” that you see on your Facebook home screen,  was their first connection. She woke up one morning and there it was from a random guy. She didn’t know him, so she took her time in poking back and sent him a message asking if they knew each other.  That was the beginning of something unimaginable.

Time was suddenly on fast track, their phone conversation of few seconds transitioned into hours and hours of magical words, even then they couldn’t have enough of each other.  They had been talking on phone for several months now and it was time to meet in person.  Desperation was overwhelming and they were aching to be with each other. Finally that evening arrived, they went for a long drive and everything was amazing. Lots of butterflies were tickling her thoughts,  she knew she was ready. He made her feel like his queen. After dinner he took her to his place and the whole night was spent in sheer bliss and pure passion for each other.

Morning arrived and she woke up with a smile on her face only to find an empty space next to her. He was standing in the far end of the room, getting ready. She could see the look on his face, something was missing. After sometime both of them were sipping their cups of coffee. Neither said anything. She was scared to utter even a single word as she knew things have changed. He dropped her to her place, without saying anything to her, sat in his car and zoomed away. She absolutely had no idea what went wrong, thinking she might be over reacting she dialed his number.

It took her a year, lots of tears and un-returned calls to move on from that day. The day could easily be defined as her “Most Unforgettable and Most Horrible Day” at the same time. Finally she was moving on with her life, when one day she got a text message asking for her forgiveness. She knew it was from him. She knew she could not bear another breakdown. But she was forced to reply back after some hundreds of “sorry messages” and she called him up. She had to know the reason for the whole drama.  He asked for her forgiveness and apologized many a times. She forgave him but she had lost her faith in love since that day, therefore she gave him an option of just being friends and nothing more. He accepted it.

She had been friends with him since last 8 months and they talked only once in that duration of time. Today was just another day till she saw an Engagement Announcement on Facebook and her heart sank. Tears started to roll down her neck.

 

 

Monsoon: too late or too soon?


It was drizzling since morning but by the time she was done with her lunch it started to rain heavily. She went outside to feel the air and light breeze. The moment she stepped out on the rain-soaked patio, she knew she will have a tough day. Monsoon always had that effect on her. There was a time when she simply used to get mesmerized by the pleasant weather, pitter patter of rain drops and the sweet heart breaking fragrance of the damp soil. Now she feels sad, she misses the love of her life and regrets that why dint she tell him about her feelings and why dint she ask his name?

This was the same hotel, same city where she met him 2 years back. They met at the Hotel disc. She was trying to order a Dirty Martini but bartender was way too busy to even give her a glance and the blaring music made it more arduous. Out of nowhere from crowd, he jumped in and literally ordered for her and gave the bar tender 20 bucks for a 10 dollar drink. She thanked him and they started chatting, she actually liked him. Somehow she was not feeling any inhibitions from him and the result was she was sharing almost every tiny little detail of her life, her thoughts, her family and friends .

It was 3 in night when they had to leave the place. Both of them were in no mood to go their respective rooms. They were drunk, after the Martini sessions and tequila shots. Booze was doing all the thinking & talking for them. Before they knew they were sneaking out on the stairway and in no time they were at the rooftop of the hotel. Rooftop had a garden and a beautifully lit gazebo which was reserved for special occasions. It was raining and it began to gain momentum and smacked them with all its might, piercing them through and through, from head to toe (they preferred rain over brightly lit gazebo)…………

He saw her by the bar trying to place an order. That beautiful gorgeous girl, 2 years ago, who caught her attention not because of the beauty she endured but the charisma that engulfed her. Dressed in plain black cowl neck dress with her hairs tied up in a neat ponytail and the only jewelry she was wearing was a red ruby ring in her right hand. Confidently standing in her high red and bronze heels and clutching her tiny bag in one hand she was trying to get a drink. She was oblivious to his gaze, but he was very much aware of her presence and the fragrance of her perfume was simply intoxicating.

Before he knew he was buying her the drink. She turned towards him and thanked him. He knew he was drawn to her. She was intelligent and smart. He was getting more and more attracted to her. A feeling of inexplicable longing came over him as a thrill ran down his spine. Talking to her was so easy, he was conveying whatever was in his heart that too without any hesitations. They had their drinks and then couple of shots. He dint even realize the time till he heard the DJ announcing that the bar is closed and everyone needs to leave. He dint want the night to end.  He was drunk, she was drunk but he was intoxicated by her beauty.

They ended up at the rooftop garden of the Hotel. He dint know how the door to the garden got unlocked, may be his luck was on his side. It was a rainy night. Though the stars were concealed by the pitch darkness, but he could easily see the twinkle in her eyes. Both of them were suddenly soundless, only thing they could hear was: whatever their hearts were saying. Both of them knew the night will be one of the most unforgettable nights of their lives and the moments will be cherished throughout their existence.

Since that morning 2 years back when they parted their ways he regretted not conveying his feelings to her. He was never able to forget her as she became a part of his heart, the girl with whom he shared the most beautiful moments of his life, the girl about whom he knew everything except for her name and contact. He tried to forget her but more he was trying to forget, more she was hovering over his thoughts and heart.

Finally he gave in to his feelings and decided to visit the same hotel on the same date when they met for the first and last time. It was his last night and tomorrow he will be leaving. He was unable to bear her absence from his life. To drown his sorrows he went down to the bar and ordered a drink. Just when he was about to pay a hand came from behind and offered 20 dollars for that 10 dollar drink.

There was no need to turn back and look who was buying him a drink, this was the fragrance he can never forget and the ruby ring which caught his attention.

He knew this is the beginning of a very beautiful life.

A-)

(re blogged)

Wordless Wednesday # 4


Loved that single rose in the Valentine bouquet I received. That beautiful Red Rose was surrounded by Calla Lillies, Carnations, Daisies and Tulips. All those flowers added to Red rose’s beauty and made it more special and gorgeous.

A-)

Living in my Oil Painting!


I can’t even tell you, how much I enjoy doing this oil painting.  When I paint I lose myself in it. It is like meditation for me.  With a paint brush in one hand and a palette in other, I feel that I am inside the canvas and I am literally walking the road that I am painting. It is helping me to calm down my nerves and to take my eyes off of laptop screen or TV.

Tine story based on my painting:

I can sense that the spring is around the corner because of the colorful leaves that I see on this black barren tree. It just rained and pavement is still wet. I can see the reflection of this couple walking right in front of me.  Oh they are so much in love! Even though I can’t see their faces but I can sense the passion they have for each other. Their umbrella, is not that much big but it is forcing them to be close. I can see that the girl is kind of leaning on the guy’s shoulder while walking the rain-soaked road. Their stride looks relaxed and they don’t seem to be in hurry at all, looks like they are on a long and romantic evening walk. I know it is slightly cold but the warmth of the trees on the left is very calming. To me lights on the right look like as if they are either lamps on a walkway or they might be from waterside houses. If they are the houses, I will love to live in one of those houses.  How beautiful the scenery might be from that little mountain..I can see myself sipping a warm cup of coffee in my patio while I watch people taking long walks by the tree line.

Ah! While I was writing I was lost, lost in the painting and I was living in the right most house.  🙂

Painting is 75 % complete and I cant wait to show you the final product. BTW, I am already on a lookout for my next painting. If you can suggest me something, I will love it (but please nothing like Mona Lisa standard:D). Thank you!

A-)

 

Oil painting continued


Finally I don’t have any fever and thankfully no extreme sore throat only a killer cold.  Darn it 😦

I do feel a lot of weakness,  thats the only reason I am unable to devote a lot of time on my and as well as my other blogging friends’ posts.

As I am too exhausted to type in details I thought why not share the progress on my oil painting

 

For new visitors who have no idea what I am trying to paint , check out the original paintingt : My first oil painting

Tomorrow is Sunday and I will be uploading a sketch and on Monday a fun facts post.

A-)

Feeling Silly right now – giggles :)


57 degrees in SD and we all think its freezing . Well that is how Californians love to live or shall I say San Diegans.  We see snow and we literally faint 😀

Even though my fingers are freezing as I write this blog but still I want to share a very lovely memory  that just popped in my head. Now if you are thinking that I will be sharing specifically that memory, then I am sorry to disappoint you.  Instead of sharing the incident which gave me such an exquisite memory, I will be sharing how that makes me feel.

It is something that happened almost a year ago and I have to say those 4-5 hours were the best hours of my life.  At that moment I felt that time shall stop right here and right now. I just wanted to absorb that insanely gorgeous feeling in that short duration of time.  I was actually scared to let it go, as I was desperately craving to bask in that very moment.  I guess thats how things work in real life, if you love something / someone beyond any limits then you simply want whole of your life to look like an exact replica of that very moment.

I still remember that day very clearly. The day started with a little disappointment – no wait , with a huge disappointment but by the time it ended it was THE BEST DAY of my life till date.  Seriously, while writing this post I am time traveling. I am not in 2011 but in 2010 (oo looks like I just made my very own time machine :D). All the events of that day are still afresh in my mind,  I can literally recall how each and every second of those moments was spent.

I have to admit that if a day comes when I am a mess, out of any XYZ reason , I simply close my eyes and think about that time.  All my tensions and worries simply fade away in the sheer bright light of that evening. It works like an elixir of life for me. If some one will ask me to reveal my most unforgettable day / incident of my life, i now know which memory cell to scratch.

That incident has transitioned into a memory and a dream  but it still gives me exactly the same butterflies and goosebumps. While writing this post, I have a silly smile on my face .. giggles. Ah! Hopefully someday,  another memory and another moment can be as precious and treasure worthy.

I so badly want to share that day with you all,  but I know I cant (even if I am dying to ) but still can’t 😀

Anyway, I really hope you all have that one moment ,  that one day in your life  which takes you to a whole new world.

A-)

Hello February! Meet your friend January. :)


I joined WordPress’ Postaday challenge on 12th,  so technically I am 11 days away from completing a month but still January is over in my part of world too.  So here is a tiny Recap and Highlights.

Posts I wrote:

  1. An hour to live
  2. I am so glad I started this
  3. Time Machine Anyone?
  4. Nostalgic once again
  5. Gorgeous sunset
  6. Oil paints painted memories
  7. No Words today
  8. My first oil painting
  9. The Time Traveler’s Wife
  10. A teaser (re blogged)
  11. What sort of a girl you are
  12. Straight from the heart
  13. Sleepy… sleep… sl…zzzzz
  14. Wordless Wednesday #1
  15. Coffee anyone?
  16. Met my sweetest friend today
  17. Wanna see my dream?
  18. Sketch # 1: Naughty and Nice
  19. Guava:  Fun facts

Award for the MOST ACTIVE POST goes to: What sort of a girl you are?

Award for the LEAST ACTIVE POST goes to: A teaser (re-blogged) [It was my fault because i messed up the link. 😦 ]

People loved to visit my blog on 24th of January – 133 views


A BIG shout out and thanks to all of my friends who dropped by:

My mind twin : Kim

She who visited my blog very religiously : Donna

A very funny guy: Saurangshu

Our very own Garlic girl, who always “LIKED”my posts, even the crappy ones: Debbie

Reconnected with a missed connection: Ellen

Going to take a grammar lesson from: Grading girl

A girl with a HOT Pink blog : KC

He who liked my blog once: Blue note

He who never forgets to reply back to all the comments on his musical page: Daniel

Music composer: Peter Weis

He came and left: Supreeth

She did visit once, a Seattleite in Japan : K

My future blogging buddy: Phyllis

My best friend of 10 years : Vaishali

My childhood friend: Shilpa

My college friend: Jyoti

An old blogger friend: Rupesh

His destination is infinity: Rajesh K

Popembroidery

Someone who is madly in love

Tea and Biscuit with Vrij

A health care professional ( I don’t know her name 😦 ): Notejar

Poor fellow, stumbled on to my most Girly blog -What sort of a girl you are? 😀 : Brad

And thanks to all the silent visitors who came and left without saying Hello. Trust me you all rock too.

Because of all the silent,  not so silent and forced (they were forced to visit my page by yours truly :D) visitors, total foot work on my blog for the month of January increased to 829.

BIG HUG !

A-)



Oil Paints Painted Memories…Oil paints painted memories

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