Short term memory loss

Letters to Pari - 2

Hello dear. Saw your pics in Facebook. You look fab than ever. Reminds me of "uff teri ada... I love the way you dance..."

This letter is about Amrutha and her megalomaniac boyfriend Ankur. You left me her responsibility the day you left to Canada. I was worried about her till today and on this day I found something interesting.

I precisely remember that day when we escorted Amrutha to Ankur from her home. You were very suspicious. But when Ankur came to meet us, we both were stunned by his extreme handsomeness and chivalry. His was a perfect lover’s smile to Amrutha. I saw no flaw in that. When we returned home after leaving Amrutha to him, you said you doubted this guy’s genuineness. That moment I felt sick of you thinking you are cold-hearted. But not until a year ago I realized how true you were. I always marveled at your ability to prophesy things at the first sight. 

Anyway... As I said in our last conversation, they broke up and our dear Ammu is sleepless since then. You said its normal and asked me to take care of her which I failed to do gloomily. You said it takes years for her to find faith in the world again, to find the lost confidence and to dream. To my understanding it does really take time to start the “HOPE” function again in one’s mind and soul. 

But it’s not as we thought. I met Ammu on the journey back home in the train. She didn’t seem insomniac. She was a happy, satisfied soul. I wondered if she’s forgotten all of 6 years love in just 6 months. She’s moved on in fact.

To my dismay, I find people forget everything too soon. They forget the bomb blasts, terrorist attacks, accidents, deaths and even relationship breakups. Is it because they are too restless running from places to places during which they forget to spend time with themselves? If they do not spend adequate time with themselves, how can they be sure that they don’t land in the same ditch in the “Running blindfolded” process?

Mail me Pari.

Cheers,

Kavi

Quantum of solace

It’s a thing I observed today morning. You have a beautiful smile.

I saw you smile for the first time out of content. I have seen you smile many times out of excitement, perturb, amazement, agony, embarrassment  etc... But this was a smile in one of its natural and purest forms. .The satisfaction of your mind gave you a certain kind of calmness.  It was as if you stole the serenity of the Budha idol in the backdrop and blended it in to your smile. The tranquility of the mind manifested in the form of a spangle. Your face glowed like a lamp and a sparkle flew from your eyes. It was rightly completed by this smile on your lips. You looked like the only source of light anywhere in the vicinity. You literally lit the room with that smile. It had the power to cure every illness on earth. It had the potential to dispel every evil in the universe. You looked like a smiling sage.

 It lit my heart today and made my day. Let it touch many lives. Keep smiling!

Excerpts from Mona's diary - 1

My ex-roomie Mona stayed in my room for a brief period of two weeks. In the limited conversations we had, I found out that she was a classy philosopher and had just broken up with her boyfriend. I wanted to know more about her but never did we have time to talk and when we had time I always ended up consoling her.

I am not sure why she vacated but when she had gone, she had forgotten her diaries - not 1 but a full set of 11 books. I tried to call her and tell her that. She refused and through our common friends I found out that she had deliberately forgotten them.

It always gives a high to read someone's diary and hence when I was left with this set of 11 books and a whole lot of time, I was excited.

This is the first excerpt that I found way too sweet for a break up note.

"Hey dude...

Its a lotta senti stuff. If you can bear with it, go ahead.
I am not a sadist and do not intend to hurt you. I am trying to tell you some trivial truth.


uff..... Life teaches us a million lessons and its a rarity that it teaches the same lesson a million times. I never wanted to throw myself to torture by placing myself in wrong hands. I always knew what life was teaching me. But still I fell in love with you. I was like this light insect burning itself in fire.

Now that I've embraced fire with open arms, life is laughing at me saying "see what you've made out of yourself? how many times did I warn you?"

I've always been a stubborn child and I've always refused to learn this one hard lesson.

After all this, I feel its more of self betrayal than being betrayed by you. I do not blame you or Sajid or Mukesh or Manju or who the %@^$ so ever....I knew this day would come but hadn't imagined it would come so soon. Never mind about one mindless helpless kid (or onelustful , "small jollu party"-ish female as you want to put it) who came to you in search of love, in turn freedom.

Times move on (or time moves on?) so does you and me. After a bit of crying I'll forget I ever knew any Pradeep. Its more easy for you I guess.

I had really started loving you. I was stupid to search for your 9957 blue pulsar wherever I went in the market! Anyway..... I am glad all my madness is coming to an end.

I wont be able to thank you enough as my vocabulary fails me to convey my heart full of gratitude. But let me try. Thank you for caressing my life with joy and peace. I am pleased to have met someone as exotic as you and known you from a very close angle.

I wish the very best to happen with you. My best regards to Tunga aunty, uncle, Prathap. Last time I had been to temple, I remember I had prayed God to let Pallavi's soul rest in peace.

"Ganesh ge malena ?" style alli I am giving your advice back. Keep the smile. I cant imagine you without one.

Heartfelt thanks and Regards,
Mona