By Anita Joshi
Years back, the moment when I got an assignment ;
I never knew, the same moment I would be going to have a lifelong 's excitement...
I got a call from a stranger;
never knew my Brahmachari life was going to be in a danger...
Got into a conversation on WhatsApp;
talking and just talking without caring it could, get me in trap...
So I used my mind mischievously;
and tried to get rid of him by passing the conversation to my friend a bit nervously...
I still ponder what would have happened next;
I promised myself I would never talk to a stranger in text...
Then after we didn't talk;
may be both of ours behaviour put him in a deep shock...
Years rolled on, after then!!
I didn't care we will talk again when??
Few years after that incident, again I got a call;
I recognized the person but acted as if I couldn't recall...
Seeing his desperation and determination to mingle;
I felt pity and curious to know who is that single...
On that day again we conversed in text ;
without knowing what could happen in life next...
I started the talk by asking him his date of birth;
who would have embarrassed somebody by asking such a question on this earth??
He was asking me to attend his calls;
I politely said no, by not being in the list of trolls...
On 19th of August, I wrote my first poem which got lot of appreciation;
so I got way too excited, and attending the call was my expression of the excitement of my creation...
Unaware about the longevity of the conversation which lasted till 5 hours;
forgotten that completing my college projects and assignment was at that time need of the hour...
We shared our past, present and the future;
giving advices on various cases made us feel like each other's life's teacher...
Got to know a lot, from each other's memories, friends, family, opinions, locations, school life, college life to even about life;
soon realised that our similarities brought both of us in a same tribe...
Got a shock that we are little different from this gen Z generation;
the dearth of dissimilarities and contrasting views put us in the one categorization...
I had never talked to such a man in my life;
the thought of mine that there are many good men out there became a bit more tight...
We both were hoping may this conversation would never end;
were you both talking from many years, was the question of one of my friend...
We fully, openly expressed ourselves and our conversation was too deep;
even after the conversation ended, his voice in my ears acted as a beep...
Appreciating, respecting and even doing propaganda of his views;
I considering him my teacher, all the above were more than enough to act as a clues...
Loved his softness, gentleness,
kindness, honesty, words of wise and even his vibes;
welcomed them cuz there was a big dearth of these adjectives in my life...
Fallen in love more with his intelligence, perception and patience than with his looks;
respect makes a girl instantly fall for a boy is the biggest fact mentioned in some of the books..
I always wanted an understanding man but he was a full package;
in front of him smartness, obedience, patience, responsible - were all looking in me a lackage...
His proposal line is something that has my heart;
I still appreciate his flirting art...
I genuinely felt bad for girls who betrayed;
selecting me from the many available girls might be his life's best decision he has ever made...
I was on top of the world that I got someone worth of calling mine;
I am sure, I will be having no regrets to give a contract of completely surrendering myself to him a big sign...
Completely unaware where life would take us;
just hoping my first ever relationship won't be in a huge rush...
He is somebody to me to whom I can listen throughout the day;
his talks are so strong that I can't think of letting him go away...
I always tell him he is less a BF material and more a husband material that needs to be explore;
the luckiest girl to whom he will marry wouldn't have asked from life something more...
He undoubtedly deserve a wife who would be more beautiful from inside than outside;
may god bestowed him with such a women in his life that would be always stand by his side...
His happiness is something that is my top most priority;
and nothing would have taken its seniority...
My life's first BF and I wish you would be last too;
though got him late in my life but his perfection is a unique thing which always make my mind blew...
And if perfection would have any face;
so definitely it would be you...
Why is it so difficult to avoid you?
I am again stuck in the process of researching on how not to get distracted by you...
I always keep checking out your pics more than 10 times a day;
well editing your photos and making them as my favourite time pass permanently, is all what I pray...
Grabbing your attention has become my overall plan;
I seriously can't express how much I love and miss you like the way you can...
Forgive me to be unable to express my feelings verbally;
but I can assure myself that you are smart enough to realise the efforts which are shown very clearly...
These efforts can give you small hints of my feelings;
your words, suggestions, instructions and advices can act in my life as healings...
If you would ask me to report one complain against you;
it would be the lack of regularity in your conversation is all what makes my anger grew...
For many girls out there it might be the body or the face to attract them silently;
but in my case it's the heart, the personality that catches the eyes permanently...
Just wanted to make you feel a bit special, Mr. Tushar Chaudhary;
I am sure each and every time when you will read it ,your feelings are not going to vary...
So just feel it;
and at times of hardships don't forget to just read it...
I know you are unknown of the fact what you mean to me;;
but my request from life to sooner or later make you realise, it would be the only plea...
I wish never in our lives a phase would come to make our feelings tore;
whenever my friend would ask about you, I wish I never had to answer that we don't talk anymore...
Well love is something that can give you up a glow;
it will give you a zeal to live the life with its flow;
it can transform your mood;
it can make you sensible and at the same time loss of focus my dude...
It will make you intensely connected;
will simultaneously make you feel mentally retarded;
It will make your mind full of imagining things;
you will feel special, loved, cared and pampered sort of strings...
Can even surround you by the heart strings;
this is not even enough what all it brings...
Love is indescribable, that means it can neither be described nor can be expressed verbally;
it's a moment that can be felt highly and simply...
Here your so called words are just inconsiderate;
what your actually matters is the efforts that makes your love desperate
I don't know much about it;
what all I know is this;
that it's the most beautiful experience of the life;
and if got broken can become the worst nightmare which is still alive...
I never knew love is beautiful;
until I experienced you...
I'm very sure that there's no language currently in the world;
that can assist me in expressing the love that has curled...
So at last but not the least, as we know he fell first;
but I fell harder, when my love burst...