No regrets,just love!

The first step into adolescence is all about falling in love.Yes.All the other better parts of it that cbse books stress about only step in the latter half.By then most of us already start floating in the bliss that the feeling superficially called as "infatuation" gives us.The first eye contact,the first brush with his hands,the first meeting,the first song that reminded of him,the first compliment and a series of other 'firsts' get embedded deep into our bosoms.Then after a few years when all of them get almost eroded by waves of college, new friends,  works and responsibilities,the ghosts start hovering around all over again.We text them only to find them happy and blessed in their own lives and wonder if there is a need at all to tell them that we still need them.We tell about them to our friends but at a point of time while they continue with their mockery we realize what we did and what we should have done.The "shoulds" obviously have been designed only to keep the regrets alive and sometimes these regrets bring back lot of people together.
She called me up at 3am and as they say such hours are only meant for nerds,lovers,alcoholics and engineers(no doubt!),I understood it must be something either serious or stupid.Insanity was pounding in her talks but only after a while could I draw out sense from them.When someone tells us that they miss somebody,its very easy to say "call him\her then" but we never really understand the reason unless we face it ourselves.Some places hold a special importance than others because we have been there before.And perhaps all we need is the same company to cherish the moments spent there.
She was crying.It had disturbed the serenity that otherwise surrounded her.I could barely console her that time and after two days it happened again with her."The practical problems are rather easy to deal with",I thought to myself.She was a bright student particularly in Maths and 4 years back he had stepped in her life and changed her world completely.Exams back then were all about mugging up and he made her realize that the brilliant results and grades she used to chase would only give her the momentary pride that'd mean nothing in the future.He honed her talents and showed her that chasing a dream could give her way more happiness than materialistic awards.He helped her when she stood at crossroads to decide if she wanted to follow her desires or her parents' dreams.With time he had become an indispensable part of her life.It was the school's farewell party at a mall in the city where this part of her life parted ways with her.I couldn't find out whether it was some small differences over something or some big matter they didn't want to disclose to anybody but it left her devastated.She healed with time pursuing her interest in Maths but upon a recent visit to the same mall the glass around her broke and rendered her on the same crossroads.The best solution anyway to such problems is making a contact rather than running away from the ghosts of past which is what suggested her and coincidentally they decided to meet at the same mall where they had parted ways.

The next day she called me up to tell me all about it."So are you guys together?",I asked."No.Because only after meeting him I realized that I should have understood his concern about me.He wanted to be with me ,not as a distraction but a motivation and perhaps I couldn't understand it that time.",she said."Perhaps you shouldn't have let him go",I said."Aren't the shoulds designed to keep the regrets alive and bring back people together?"she said in her classic serenity.


"IF YOU MISS THEM,TELL THEM TODAY"

When mom said O.K. :)

The end term examinations had taken a toll on me and by the end I was drained out completely.The busy schedule ahead was inevitable.There was no time to go on a vacation anywhere and relax.I came home after the last exam feeling like some great warrior who won the battle of who knows what.At times like these no matter how much you want to talk to your mother or cuddle her,you have to wish that she stays on her toes to cook up some delicious meal for you.Few days passed and my tongue got bored with the regular food.Monotonous pulses and weird vegetables would grin at me shamelessly from the plate and the sight of pizza or some awesome food joints would allure me.Soon I started despising the food in front of mom and the obvious replies started:"Why don't you learn to cook?You're a grown up and you should help me with the household chores rather than despising the food."The more she'd see me watching television or scrolling the phone messages vaguely,the more frequent would be the out-pour of taunts.And the more you get the scorns for something you intend to do sometime in the future,the more the zeal to do it dwindles.And it had diminished within me by the end of holidays and I became a stern believer that the mistake was mom's.Then the one day arrived that she had labelled as 'raksha bandhan' on the calender.Mom said that she was to go to her brother's for a week and I and dad had to look after the home and ourselves.After a brief pause all I could say was 'O.K.'. Some legendary people invented some legendary words like O.K. to sum up the agonies that people like me in the future were to deal with.So mom went away and the same day dad's guests arrived and I was blown off completely.I desperately wanted them to leave soon.I made tea and stepped in like some bride-to-be with a tray and dad started introducing me to them.I stood poised smiling like an idiot and waiting for them to gesture that they are going to leave.But they kept on chattering and my dad couldn't help asking them to stay for dinner.Formalities,they only arrive when they're least required.I felt like the hell breaking loose on me.I was deft with the tea and snacks but I didn't know how to cook!Suddenly the phone rang on the kitchen slab.It was mom.Before I could utter anything she said,"The food is stored in the refrigerator and you just have to make chapatis.It is your responsibility today.Do it well."I beamed with happiness much like the kitchen's tube-light and did as she said to save the day.In the days that followed I realized how every bit of the house needed to be taken care of.I couldn't find much time to sit idle or sink into negative thoughts(which I had otherwise become accustomed to ever since the holidays began) and it somewhere resurrected the zeal to cook in me.I'd browse for simple recipes only to end up with a dozen of complex ones and it was then that I realized that in a bid to solve the complexities of life,the world had rather stopped paying heed to the simpler issues.We have so many friends and strangers to care about these days that we simply forget our duties and responsibilities and most importantly love towards our parents. The work along with studies gave me enough stress to get sleep soon as I'd lie down rather than wasting time waiting for the sleep to take me in its arms.Sometimes it frustrated me and dad when we'd look at the number of things in need of our attention but it only made me love my mother even more realizing that she single-handedly used to handle everything without complains.Soon the day came when mom was to return.I cooked the lunch myself with as much precision as I could use to make it perfect for mom.She came and settled for a while.Then she went to the kitchen to cook something thinking that maybe I and dad were hungry but found out that the supper was ready.She tasted it and then she hugged me.She had tears in her eyes and so did I.After all no family moment is complete without someone getting emotional.I apologized to her for my ignorance and disdain towards the household works.She smiled and after a brief pause she said,"O.K."



"LOVE YOU MOM :)"

Angels and idiots! :p

It was raining.I slipped my bag in the scan section and went to the frisking section.Cool winds blew past my hair.I picked my bag and started to climb the stairs to 'towards Noida City Centre' platform.The train was to arrive in 3 minutes.I looked down at the road from the platform.The nature's green had perfectly blended into an otherwise busy city.At a bus stop,grinning with every brush with the pleasant weather ,was my friend.Tall,fair and green eyed.He put a register over his head in a feeble attempt to keep himself from getting wet in rain.Then all of a sudden he looked up.It was quite a distance.I couldn't know if he was able to see me from down there.Suddenly my phone beeped.It was a message from him saying,"Heroine!What are you waiting for?Prince charming to fly from heaven to you?!Go before I start screaming your nickname :p."It brought a smile to my face.I closed my eyes and said to myself "College life is about to come to an end but this is the friendship I wanna keep till the end of my life."
We enter the college life like naives ,innocents  and ready to follow every hand of friendship that is extended to us.The first day with completely new creatures to start with,share the lunch with and little laughs with seems so picture perfect but by the end of college life, every face is unveiled including our own.The group that looked so like a family in the second year turns out to be the web that we start escaping from,the strangers paradise where everybody has problems with everybody.No college life includes just happy moments.Perhaps if it did,it'd rather turn out be dull.Every moment defines who we are and who our friends and foes are.You may have been absurd concepts to each other in the beginning but by the end of it all you know this girl/guy is the God's angel to you who'll forever stay with you in your heart as your best friend.And its not the pretty face love or cupid love,its probably the love that no one on this planet can define,the warmth that no other soul can provide and the stupid giggles that no one else can share.
You may have suffered the wrath of the most monstrous teacher,got suspended for daring to pee in front of the warden's door just to win a bet or been betrayed by the person you loved with all your heart,but the moment of sharing it with this buddy is all you'll cherish throughout the days after college.He knows what annoys you the most and he'd very intelligently bring it out when you have your worst moments only to deviate you from whatever is bothering you.You may have hidden your deepest secret just so that you don't sound stupid before your classy friends but this is the buddy who'd utter the same story and make you say "I thought it only happened with me!."
The best friend is not the one who'll suggest you the perfect solution.He won't solve your problem because its yours and perhaps then he'd be genius,something that just describes his brain.He'd make you believe that the world is still the one you lived in before the problem occurred. He'd make you habitual of living without its fear and you'd see the problem diminish on its own. The  college life may be the hell you are desperate to break out of  but its worth a thanks if it blesses you with such great friendships to last forever.

The thoughts were brimming in my mind.The metro arrived.I entered."Got to reach home and start studying for the test tomorrow"I said to myself and suddenly it occurred to me that my notes were missing.I rushed out of the train and the doors closed missing me by a fraction of a second.It was a close shave.I looked down at the tall,green eyed stupid and screamed."Gimme my register.Idiot.!!"