Full Circle

From where we stand, 

To where we end

Cutting off ties one by one

Distancing a bit on every turn

Letting love, not differences dissolve

Making it easy for ourselves to move on 

Coming to a full circle of life, are we?

From where we stand,

From where we begin

Gambling a string of emotions together

Trying to contemplate the way further

Letting a bit of our egos dissolve 

Letting a bit of each other evolve

Coming to a full circle of life, aren't we?

My Alter Ego

This girl was just meant to happen to me. She walked in my life like she already belonged there. Just came in and fitted in the life's puzzle perfectly. Within a week, we struck a bond and we knew there's no looking back then...

We have an unbeatable chemistry. She's the 3 AM friend. I can talk my heart out to her. About silly moments and random people and she'll take it all. Understand what I exactly want to say and remember all those people too. We could talk non-stop. In fact, our conversations are the most beautiful element of our bond. From emotions to general knowledge, from social issues of the world to latest crushes; from spirituality to gossip and sweet somethings; from business updates to relationships, life, and shit; from secrets & friends to love, philosophies and family; from behaviors to arts, music and (Well, some I'd rather not mention here :P) — we can talk about any goddamn thing in the world. The best part is that I really don't have to explain her everything. She understand things on her own. And that too, exactly the way I would wanna tell her. Maybe, because she's like that too. Maybe, that's why I call her my alter ego.

With her, it has always been easy. very easy. No chaos, no misunderstandings, no cold wars, no communication gaps. We could fight openly, shout at each other with all the rights and we'd still know that nothing's gonna change. I know she'll always be there. For ever.

She's an inspiration and there's a hell lot of things to learn from her. (Persistence, execution of ideas and waking up early top the list.)

I would have said all this even on our convocation because even two full years is a very small time to spend with her. Abhi toh we gotta live all those dreams that we've seen together. (All the travel dreams are definitely happening.)
Yes, I am gonna miss her wayyyy too much. The void is gonna be there. But I'm beyond happy for her. She's gonna be where she always wanted to be. So today, when she's starting the journey of her dreams, I just wanna wish her all the best things under the sun.
I'm so proud of you! Give your best to that 'white uniform' and go, live your dreams! Big big bigggg hugs. Shine on, bitch! :*

We've had so many amazing memories together..
I'll cherish them forever!

And like I always say, 

Frooti, tu pyaar hai yaar. 

Saturday Night

Winter leads me to the fireplace

With some thoughts of you, a few poems from the past and this diary;
Perhaps tonight I will find some solace..

The week seeks its end
Like the heart seeks your voice.
But the threads have broken, the colors are now lost
And the heart's not okay either.
I guess, it's just trying to pretend..

The clouds cover the stars today
The tears are covered by the firelight.
Somehow, I know this revived darkness dwelling in me won't culminate..

Leaving some whispering words on your lips..
It used to be special always-
Every week, at the end, one Saturday night.  

Talk to the hand.

I have no huge story of how we became friends.
It was the first semester of our graduation. August 2010.
After one of the last lecture of one of the initial days of August, while we were moving out of our class, I noticed he was walking right behind me. I made up my mind, just turned around and said,
"Hi! I am Priyanka."
"Hi! Sahil."
We shook hands and started talking on the way to the parking. From that day, we haven't stopped ever!
We talk and blabber and debate and argue and bore each other till death. Because mutual pakana is important!
We can talk about anything and everything under the sun. And have conversations that only we both can understand while sitting in a group. (Yes! I know, I know that's rude. But nobody else seems to understand what we are talking about. :P)
We make the best team for projects, assignments. Probably because, hamare nakhre sirf ham dono hi jhel sakte hain. Baki koi toh hamare naam ki supari de dega. :P 

As he keeps saying this all the time!

He has to make fun of everything I do.
Three years of graduation have made me realize that this guy is just impossible!
I just keep praying to God for these two more years of post graduation now. :P

Yes, I have a million and ten complains with this guy. 

[Please start coming for movies on time!]
But then again, those are written on a never ending scroll, neatly rolled and dumped in the sea because it doesn't matter. For I know, he'll be there always.
We all have that one person whom we call stupid names, abuse in their face, 

keep bickering with all the time but adore them to death. 

I guess, best friends are like that!

So this one's for you, bitch! Today when you turn.. what 47? I wish you all the happiness of the world.

Stay awesome! Happy Birthday! :D
Oh and he, also, is a blogger (His Blog). :)

Holding on!

While he was leaving, he stopped at the door, turned around and stepped forward.
We hugged.
I couldn't let go of him for some minutes.
We were talking while in that hug. Talking about how things will change in a matter of some 3-4 years and how we both won't be able to help it. I'll be gone. We could not be meeting. What when we'll need each other at times when we'll be low?
Conversations and messages will reduce. 'Keeping in contact' will fade sooner or later.
Of course, the love will stay. The bond cannot be changed ever. His place in my life cannot be replaced.
He's the best friend I've ever had. That fact is not gonna change.
But, come to think of it practically, everything will change.

I think I thought a million thoughts while being in that five minutes hug. But could share with him only ten of those thoughts.
Yes, the heart was so full that the eyes overflowed.

He sat me down. Tried calming me. I wasn't sad or upset. I had just got emotional.
He told me he had the best thing to cheer me up. And with that he pulled out a paper from his wallet.
A page that comes straight from his diary that we all had filled in when we were in class 9th...
He, since then, has kept that folded page as a souvenir in his wallet. 
That page dates back to 2007. And it still preserves my handwriting in black ink.
There! That guy had the best prick to burst the bubble of my emotions.
I held it for ten seconds. Just scanned it. Didn't have the courage to read it.
Still, the mere feel of that old paper and of that old cherished friendship made me break down..

And he? He was laughing hard looking at me crying like a baby..
I hit him several times and started laughing along.
I was stupidly switching between breaking into tears and breaking into laughter every ten seconds.
I was cursing him for showing me that page, loving him for staying, hitting him for laughing at me and just hugging him for no reason ..

You know,
there are moments in your life when you want the time to pause..
And there are moments when you want to capture a moment and lock it in an air tight jar so that you don't lose them ever..

I still don't know which one I would have opted for this particular moment I shared with him.

Some things are so beautiful that you are just left speechless.

(This story was shortlisted under the category of Flash Fiction for the online writing contest 'Wordweavers' held every year by the University of Mumbai's Department of English Alumni.)