(Love is a roller coaster ride)
Life is full of little surprises. Anything can happen at any time. What we go through is all for good. Today I am here in my friend’s wedding. The whole environment is mind blowing. The entrance is all decorated with pretty flowers welcoming everyone with their sweet fragrance. After all it’s the perfect wedding of a very beautiful, honest and a lovable girl. I could see the bride and groom’s name by the entrance of the marriage hall. It makes me brim with joy. I should not simply say joy… its a marvelous dream of a admirable girl coming true and I am witnessing it. At the corner of my heart I really feel a little wonderstruck as my prediction ( or may be wish ) had come true.
NILA WEDS SIDDHARTH
That’s the reason for my happiness. My dear friend Nila is standing over there as the prettiest bride ever with all her coyness taking sly looks at her man…. ( Come on Darling….. He is all Yours now and you can very well look at him ….There’s nothing to be shy ). The whole gathering bless the couple to be happy and loving for years as Siddharth ties the holy knot ( Mangal sutra ) around Nila’s neck. Most people who are here feel that She had got married to the man of her choice with ease. Its needless to say that it’s a love marriage later arranged by their parents. Only few of our friends knew what all she has gone through to get this done.
Love marriages are not that much easy as many a people think. One has to get his better half, love with all truth, adjust to the imperfections , adhere to the perfections and above all remain with the same spirit of love crossing ages. Even a little misunderstanding can drift you apart. My sweet friend has crossed many like this and had reached this ceremony and is now ready to begin her married life with all her heart hoping for prosperity. I wish her a very happy married life and hope all her dreams come true.
I can’t even now erase the memories of a day some years back when she was feeling very low in her spirit. The picture is pretty clear in my mind. Nila was my school mate. We were very good friends. I happened to meet her once after a long time. I was overwhelmed with a sense of surprise and joy and so was she. But I could see something dull in her. I could feel that her smile has lost a little of its old charm. I want to ask her at the same time I can’t pester her. We went to a nearby cafeteria for a little snack and chat. Our formal enquiries are over by now.
Sunandha, “ what are going to deal with in your next story?”.
( by the way , I forgot to tell u…. I am a writer.)
“ what else?? But only LOVE”
“That’s good to hear…by the way will you write real life incidents as stories?”
‘‘ Why not, Nila?’’
She gazed at me like a little kid waiting to say everything to someone who can understand her fantasies.
“Can you write my story?”
I couldn’t believe she is in love but I nodded which is a sign of a YES
Don’t you like to hear it in her own view? I will stop interrupting.
She spoke flawlessly in a crystal clear tone.
“When we were studying higher secondary in our Girl’s School, I went tuition classes for Maths. That’s where I met my soul, Siddharth. At first I was not even aware that a person exists in this name. But one day I realized that some of my tuition mates call me in his name. I don’t know who he is. I tried a lot to find him but I failed miserably.
Another day a girl from other school called me in his name. I couldn’t handle it anymore. I yelled at her asking who he is. She was not able to believe that I don’t even know him. She finally showed him to me. When I turned to him, I could see a handsome guy staring at me with perfect admiration. To be frank, I even felt a little proud for I could see in his eyes that I had touched his heart.
Days started to roll. We became friends and I never allowed him to talk of love. I thought we are not matured enough to talk of this but at the bottom of my heart I knew I loved him. One day he gave me some chocolates for no reasons and I denied it. He felt bad but he was irresistable he made me accept them. I loved his attitude yet I had to hide.
Months passed. We had our board exams and I missed him terribly as we couldn’t meet more often. I was a little upset too. Later we joined engineering. I took up ECE and he took up aeronautical as his passions were always high and so is he. He went to Coimbatore and we were in touch with the help of technology. We chatted continuously. I could not resist saying a single thing that happened around me. Even a little dog’s cry meant a lot to be shared with him. It’s not that the dog was so important but it’s simply I wanted to keep on talking to him. I recorded everything in my mind and treasured it in my heart where I had a special space for him. I keep on blabbering like a fool and he listens to me as if I am narrating a wonder tale. When I ask him why, he simply makes me fly saying he is not listening to a fairy tale but to a Symphony. It’s always a joy to be loved. I felt like getting wet in the gentle rain. All I could see was only his love and nothing else. He stole my heart with no intentions of doing so. I got introduced to his friends too.
February 8, 2012…. It’s the best day of my life. I went to his college in Coimbatore for a symposium. His eyes sparkled when I entered. I knew my soul has found its perfect mate to rest its spirit all through my life on his shoulders. After a long time I am seeing him. I wanted to hug him right there showering all love that I had in store for him. I was shattered by his manliness yet the shyness in me made everything that I wanted to do turn into an impossibility. He used to call me as the moon behind the silver clouds and told me that’s why my parents aptly named me Nila. (Is that so, dad?). The lull in the evening sky made me sink into his love. That’s what I wanted. I could feel the words that love is the feeling of cold in summer. We went for a little purchase the next day. Holding his hand and walking down the streets was pretty awesome. He picked up some little gifts for me and they were really astonishing. He told me his choices are always the best pointing a finger at me. If he says, it has to be true only. Loving some one is beautiful but being loved is like being in an utopian land full of surprises every moment.
Everything will not be the same every time. He started worrying about his placements and so was I. He lost his temper sometimes and I could understand it’s all because of his frustration. One day I don’t know what happened but he told that we can break up. I couldn’t believe it. I was shattered. I tried calling and texting him but he never responded. All I could do was cry and cry till I could not spare any more tears”.
Even when he is gone, he is the only one that I still want in my arms and he is the only one I think of all day long. When I dream, I dream of him. Maybe one day, dreams will come true. Because,I really love him. Many of my friends told me to let it go off. Getting over him sounds great but being in his arms sounds a lot better”.
I don’t know what I could say to console her. But I just said , “Nila, love can unlock the windows that weren’t there before. Your love is true. Never let it go off. You will surely relish its fruits one day.” I parted with a heavy heart promising her that I will write her life as a story for her.
After a year, I got an invitation with the names Nila and Siddharth. The pleasantest things in the world are pleasant thoughts: and the great art of life is to have as many of them as possible. Here, this invitation is my pleasure. Happiness is seeing your good friend happy in love. I heeded to her home to see her moreover I eagerly wanted to know the turn of events. Nila was quite busy planning her bridal needs. Yet she welcomed me and without me asking her anything, she started her tale. It was that when siddharth wanted a little break for their own good as he felt he dumped his frustrations on Nila and that’s why he called for a break up. He could not see his love suffer in his very own hands. But now he has got a job thereby a good position in society. So he has asked her father to give her hand to him in marriage. I could not resist saying this is what I call a perfect lover.
I am back to my senses. After all the marriage rituals are over, we took photographs to be treasured forever. The madness of love is the greatest of heaven’s blessings. Love is like an hourglass, when the mind is empty, the heart is full. Nila’s heart is filled with unbound joy. Love is cute when it's new, but love is most beautiful when it lasts. I wish their love lasts long. When two people fall in love, all they can think about is how to build a perfect world around them. Now that’s what my dear friend is going to do. She is going to build her own world of love for her husband.
Happy married life, Nila and Siddharth..
(oops… we can’t even call them by separate names now… they are one )