What I know about gifting is a good habit. And gifting a promise stands as no exception to this. Welcome aboard. This is the story of a girl who was the envy of every single ‘X’ gene pool and the boy who dared. Dared to love, of course! She kept several rules, but he knew no rules. She was strictly time-bound; he was never on time. She has her charming smile; he mastered his eloquent words, to raise, to praise, and to exaggerate.
She could feel the aroma that haunted her over the years. It feels like the idea made a good impression in her mind, but failed to bring it into the spotlight of action. The memory of him predominantly rules her cerebral juice. Distance makes the heart grow fonder.
The word begins with a vague yet vicious moment when a mild war took place. Typical of a Bollywood movie, for you to say. Barely buddies to enemies, then fast friends.
Chatrooms are seductive! The SMS packs would not let you make it war room. The melody rang over the phone in a couple of days at its melodious best. Glory is fleeting; obscurity is forever- Napoleon Bonaparte. She coated a rainbow of friends and admirers in her very own paradise, yet she needed the brilliance of his monochrome.
“Dude! This girl looked damn gorgeous today“. Someone whispered in on a lighter note. A streak of jealousy overpowered him. A jealous lover is a loyal one. But what was he turning then? Risk is rewarding. He tries his luck to express what he has kept latent for so long. And to the contrary, fortune favours the brave. She, too, loved the alphabetical order, failing his name at last.
Sigh! The Sun of his life dawned brightest past midnight over the cell phone. Needless to mention the date and time.
There are only two perfect moments in one’s life. One when (s)he is born and another when (s)he proves why (s)he was born. Nothing else to cheer about. Had he waited for his chance to come would definitely have squeezed himself to insanity! We shall conquer the world.
She was the one who heard his silence. Only she could recognize the momentary smile that faked anguish and deep sorrow within. There is a significant similarity between Faith and love. Neither could be aroused by forceful compulsion.
“The society will not accept this.”
She informed.
He insisted.
Maintaining poise and overcoming the hurdles from society. His way back clashes with the almighty, derives nourishment again.
Love came, lived, relieved, and left. Society married them both off. Not to each other.
The love descends down to the Mariana Trench. Assurance is not something their heart demands anymore. You turn a deaf ear to every slur being hurled at you. Eventually, you endorse Gandhi Ji. First, they ignore you, then they laugh at you, then they fight you, but ultimately, you win. Smile is a deadly weapon! At least when it comes to camouflaging your emotional discomfort.
When love fails, you grow.
Need I say more?