Wednesday, May 29, 2013

A little love story

A page from her diary :

I really do miss doing the sheets every morning, after you and me finally managed to pull ourselves out of bed. I miss the way we would lie in the confines of your warm comforter and lay there till the brightness of the new day engulfed all of your room. I miss begging for those extra five minutes, and tickling you till you fell off the bed when you asked for yours. I miss fighting to head to the shower before you, and secretly wearing your slippers to the bath so that mine would still be dry. I miss throwing tantrums when we would get late because of you, and it would be way past lunch time. I miss having to go to your favorite restaurant for lunch and dinner so often, inspite of not being so fond of it myself. I miss waiting for you to come home early so we could do something fun for a change. I miss that routine that we never managed to get rid of. I miss wearing your tee, and your slippers, and running downstairs to open the gate for you. I miss the way you smiled seeing me. I miss the way you smiled when you put your hand under my head and hugged me to sleep. I miss waking up beside you every morning, knowing I have you today, as much as I did yesterday. 

Come back soon. It has been way too long. 

P.S. - I really appreciate you trusting me with this. 

Tuesday, May 21, 2013

One Winter Morning in Shimla



The highlight of my Delhi trip was an impromptu decision to take an overnight bus to Shimla. Located in the heart of Himachal Pradesh in northern India, it is undoubtedly a tourist's paradise. The drive in and out of Shimla through  the circling roads, with a mesmerizing view of the Himalayan range on one side and melting snow on the other, was a perfect ten on ten welcome. 


As I slid aside the curtains in my hotel room, a basket of warm sunshine made its way in. I watched it fill up the entire space and bring out all the hidden colors. In a moment of excessive excitement, I opened the window a little  and a blast of cold air slyly rushed in. The view outside was too mesmerizing for me to realize that I was getting some major goosebumps. There were little houses with red-green roofs. The houses were scattered in wilderness all over the mountain slope. There was a church at the distant top, and tiny criss-cross roads leading all the way up to it. 



I ordered in some coffee, shut the window tight and moved the heater a little closer to me. For this picturesque surrounding, maybe the winter wasn't such a bad bargain. I dropped in two cubes of sugar and watched them drown in my cup. It was a beautiful morning and the day was going to be just great. I couldn't wait to get into something warm and cover myself up in my matching muffler and gloves and well, maybe even a hat - because I'm not too much of a below-five-degrees person - and head straight out. It all seemed so marvellous from a stationary location, I could only imagine how it would be otherwise. I was going to walk all over the place, do some shopping, meet some people and totally wear myself out. Then I would come back over, open the window just the tiniest bit, push up the heating a little more, mess up the sheets and slide right into bed. I would lie in there and have the layers of the blanket hide me in, like a cocoon, all the way till the next winter morning would come in.


P.S. - Dear  Susheela, Shimla was a lot of fun. Thank you so much. 

Monday, May 6, 2013

Conversations




Let's sit under the shade. I like that table, yeah right there, under that big tree. Hurry. Oh, stop giggling, will you? Spring has almost set in. Isn't it awesome? The nights are still a bit chilly. That really sucks. Now is good. Alright, I wasn't trying to whine. Shup up! I love your sunglasses, by the way. These summer colors are so pretty, aren't they? Yeah, I am totally in for shopping. Day after sounds good. So what is it that you wanted to tell me? Wait, let's buy ourselves some coffee. Let's talk a little, and laugh and a little more. You want to hear more gossip? Hold on, let me think. There are so many things I missed out on, why don't you tell me everything. You like that waiter? Sweet. He is cute. Go talk to him, let me get the bill this time. You like my wallet, you say? Aw, it belongs to my Mom. Yeah let's take a walk. No, not this road, that one. Please! Don't walk so fast, I'm feeling lazy after sitting for so many hours. Oh my God, did you hear about....?


Love you, Girl-friend
(with particular emphasis on the hyphen between girl and friend)

My apologies for the over-exaggeration.