love and LOVE!

“You don’t marry someone you can live with – you marry the person who you cannot live without…”

While going through something on the internet today I found this quote, have heard it since I was a kid, but the chords to it struck me now. So after going round and round about love, I thought to myself to write this time about this beautiful feeling of walking down the aisle, for a change!

Since I was 4 and I realized what weddings are, I always have butterflies in my tummy thinking marriages and the whole feeling of that day in your life when you’re the most important person on earth. And I would be honest to the core if I confess that getting married has been my most cherished dreams of all.

BRIDE – just the word is enough to ooze that feeling of being exceptionally beautiful! Its love, and then its LOVE... The latter somehow being a more profound expression of what I term as a commitment of life. My badima always said that marriages are made in heaven, but I secretly used to wish at that time if I could say it loud that I would still find that guy here on earth! The smell of fresh mehendi, the hand full of choodas, the carefully placed vermilion, or maybe just the most elegant white dress with flowers in hand, the blush of a veil, the glittering tiara, the charms of being the newest in the family, the millions of eyes watching your every step, and then that one hand that perfectly fits into yours and wants to have you next to him for a lifetime. More than just the ceremonies, it’s the feeling that circulates and revolves itself between two people who mark the beginning of a new life.

Every time I asked people what they like about weddings I heard about clothes, food, the celebration times, the bonding… and a lot more… but my favorite thing about the wedding is when the girl would walk down the aisle, all dressed up and the guy would look at her for just a moment and feel that he is going to be with the most beautiful woman on earth; and that time his heart would just skip a beat wishing that he could make this a timeless memory… that feeling cannot be put into words, but those who have felt it must be knowing what I mean!

Well, I’ve not been married to my “knight in the shining armor” as yet, but I think that walk to the aisle would be the second best journey I would be making in my life, the first ofcourse being the perfect life with my soul mate. Soul-mate, its again such a mystical word! A person whom you find to be your twin soul, a bonded soul that was meant to be in your life. He was made, rather tailor-made for you. After all, isn’t it a wonderful feeling to realize that yes, someone somewhere is made ‘just’ for you…!!!

LIVE… ‘Cause nothing lasts forever!

An ode to all those who have loved and lost, and still continue to hold that person special…

There are these infinite moments in life when you sit back and think - what went wrong that your life dint turn out to be the way you wanted it to be. Despite numerous dispositions of trying to make it all perfect, why do you just loose all that you had in the end…..

It’s a beautiful feeling to have someone you want to go home every night because you know that after the most tiresome day, that one person is capable enough to light it up all bright for you. That one “How was your day” becomes the most comforting question, that one moment of embrace becomes the strongest force to make you stand again, that one kiss, that one hug, that one look which says “I’m there” has a million meanings to it all of a sudden that a silence could convey. And we all keep falling in love everyday with this one person in every way, with the hope that these moments of contentment would last forever. And then there are those mornings when you wake up to realize that all that you called yours is suddenly gone. That morning looks like the weirdest of all, not because you have lost the most important part if your life, but because you cannot decide if you would ever have them back again, or if wanting them back would mean it the same for them.

You debate a number of times, analyzing and pulling out every strand from the story to see if there was a room for an attempt again. Ofcourse, the answer to what went wrong is not found! And then you feel, that had you never been in love, life could have been so much simpler - the heartaches would have just been for dropping your cellphone and cracking it, the tears would roll down only if you had got your knee bruised, the longings would only be for the homecomings, and the wait would mean just an hour at the coffee shops… But only if life could be the way we wanted it and if love could be all that we needed!

When I was young, most of the “matured” clan around me enlightened me on how to go about love; picking the essential ingredients very carefully and blending them with even more sensitivity. However, when I saw it, the definitions quite changed and words like trust, understanding, respect and compassion was all I found people fighting for. And then I realized that if falling in love was easy, falling out of love was never the less difficult! Love alone could never compensate for what we dint have.  So trust could not replace understanding, and love couldn’t be a substitute for trust. They seemed like the tiers in a rainbow, you cannot change the order and it takes a perfect day to make it happen. After all, it takes a lot of shit to go down there to make it look like the most elegant work of mastery you could ever see.

Nothing lasts forever… Neither the nights of undaunted comfort, nor the mornings of redundant pain! It has all to go away one day, that one day when though that one person wouldn’t seem less special and his memories would still linger on, but that one day, when forever would take up the shape of a more contained time, a beautiful time….