HAPPY DAYS
We both left the office at 5 that day. I informed my friends about my wonderful first day at office on a conference call; obviously I called for a rocking party that night. I came to my room dropping shruthi near her home. I got 2 hrs to get ready and attend the party. I trimmed my beard and had a hot water shower. Fast beats and latest movie love songs found their way to my ipod popping out old tragedy songs. I set the gear and headed up to pickup shruthi.
I was waiting near a departmental store near her house, through the heavy traffic she finally came in to sight. She was dressed just in the exact way when we first met in the restaurant in ooty. Black my favorite color. She was simply striking that night. Now I again got a chance to give her a ride. “This time not on the ghat road my buddy, so speed up”, I told myself and raised the accelerator. I speed up on the busy buzzing Bangalore traffic. She wrapped her arms tightly around me, while I was finding gaps through the heavy traffic just like shewag finding gaps through the fielders, listening to the devishree’s all time hit “Feel my love” .
We arrived at the restaurant where my friends were just arrived and booked a table for us. They ordered champagne first. I and shruthi opened it as the champagne burst out resembling the love in our hearts. Then we had a cake cutting. It’s not only ravindra’s birthday anymore, but also the end of my eternity which lasted for 6 months. After a long I saw my friends laughing whole heartedly and no words to describe my happiness. I felt like king of the world. (Courtesy: SRK from OSO)
The party lasted for 2 hrs and we dropped shruthi near her house, say like one lane before. Wilson followed her so as to ensure she reached safely. I was back to my flat, I have to call my mom and apologize her as I broke a word given to her. “If I ever love a girl, I will first tell you and then I will propose her”, that was my word.
I called her and told the entire story started right from ooty and ended up with that night party. She was in tears by the time I finished and said,” I am never going to say NO to something that keeps you happy. You valued me that was enough. I took that word from you, to prepare you mentally whether the girls accepts you or denies you. But who on earth don’t like you. You are my beautiful child”. As a mother she never let me down and never left my hand when something turns tough for me to handle. She taught me the value of human relations and their value. It was from her I inherited my sensible behavior, helping nature, caring for everyone around me. I owe my life to her. I went to bed thinking of every moment of that day again and again.
June 23,2011 (happy days….. started)
Next day we were back at the office. Since we were new, not much burden on us. We enjoyed being everywhere together. We started talking about ourselves and understanding each other. She came from a nice family. Father working for some nationalized bank as a manger. Mother home maker and tuitions for small kids in evenings to pass some time. A loving brother who knows about us and in fact, because of his idea we were together that day. With his support only shruthi boldly brought our topic to discuss at home and finally got the OK seal for our love.
I started visiting her home; even her family members liked me very much in a short time. We got parents permission & long lasting love for each other and the most happening city to hang around. What not? We got every thing. The HAPPY DAYS of our lives.
During those happy days, I found the poet in me found the way out my brain and scribbled down my first poem on her……..
నా తలపులన్నీ నీ ఊహలతో నింపేస్తావు, నా గుండెల్లో రెగే ప్రతి అలజడికి మూలం అవుతావు.
ఎదురుగానే ఉంటావు, యదను కుదిపేస్తావు....
ఇది ఎక్కడి న్యాయం అని అడిగే నా గుండె చప్పుడును నీ చిరునవ్వుతొ కవ్విస్తావు, తడబడి పోయి తల మునకలు అయ్యేలా చెస్తావు...
కను చూపుమేర లొనే ఉంటావు, కంటికి కునుకు లేకుండ చెస్తావు...
నీ కోసం అనుక్షణం తపన పడె నా గుండె ఊసులకు నీ మువ్వల సవ్వడితొ సమాధానం చెప్తావు ....
"ఓ ప్రియా " అనె మాట నీ యెద గొంతు లొనుంచి పలికించాలని నా మనసు చేసిన చిన్న ప్రయత్నం.
We use to take long walks on lonely roads some times through fog and some times through even rain. I love the way we walk hand in hand and the way she clutches my hand tightly when a storm passes by. She loves the way I put my hand across her shoulder. I love to rest my head on her shoulder when stressed out in office. She loves to brush my hair when I am exhausted. I love to tickle her and make her laugh. She loves to hug me and place her ears on my chest and hear my heart beat. I love to ride at great speed when she was at the back. Even she loves to hold me tight when I was speeding through. I love to tease her and make her jealous talking to other beautiful women in the team. Even she loves to pay me back in the same coin, but at times I got more suffocated. I love to……………………. She loves to ………………
The list goes on. (Can’t share every thing here. Sorry L)
I didn’t say that we were the greatest lovers the world had ever seen. Even we have some differences in opinions, but most cases we think alike. One of them I would like to share is about Valentines Day. According to us, if X and Y are in love (truly), then every day should be a valentines day for them. Why only feb 14. We do admire valentine and his great love and also agree feb 14 as a mark of respect for his love. But why people limit themselves to propose only on that day. Why do the exchange greeting cards, flowers, heart shaped chocolates, roses everything on that day as if they all going to become ashes the very next day. That is the only day cupid finds his importance in stores. Do people think his magic of love works only on feb14. Is he an angel or a seasonal magical toy? It’s just the business people’s strategies by decoration malls, giving discounts and offers attractive gifts. They are just creating a sense of love not real love. And the fools (people) fall for that day calling its love. Just rubbish. (NOM for those who like valentines day).
Apart from that our next match of interest was movies. We both like to watch every movie that releases for the weekend. We saw dhoom-3 and final destionation-7 and the most awaited films at holly, bolly and tolly wood. Bangalore being the most happening city, we always find some or the other place to hang out every weekend, either with my friends or we both. Life is going very smooth….no turns no speed breakers (as smooth as a Mercedes ride on a runway).
After few months our parents got to their feet and met each other to do their part. They fixed the date of wedding. December 21 againJ.
Generally most people say that …
“Love is a dream, marriage is an alarm”
“Love is blind, marriage is the eye opener” and lab lab lab…. But all those sayings didn’t find place in our lives.
December 21, 2011
Our wedding day. As far as my memory can recollect my wedding is the most beautiful wedding I have ever seen. Before we start off for the puja and all we had a cake cutting as it was the day we both born. A special cake specially designed by shruthi’s brother(Raghava), in the shape of two just born babies lying next to each other and carrying our names next to them and wishing a happy birthday to both of us on the top. After that I was wrapped up in white silk dhoti and lalchi, had kalyan bindi(kalyana tilakam) between my eyebrows. Shruthi got dressed in red saree(some kanchipattu silk with some gold buta. Sorry I can’t describe properly, assume yourself one grand looking red saree) with coconut in hands, came and sat beside me.
Only few close relatives and all friends were invited. Small stage crowded by dear ones. My love next to me ready to become a part of my life…….. We were married. J
No need to mention, we started our honey moon with ooty visiting the every place we met and spent together and recollecting all those memories we continued to darjeling and shimla. Software engineers can’t get more leaves. So after 10 days, we were back to work. No complaints, no issues we started leading a happy life…………………..
HAPPY DAYS …………………………………….. (This time not by shekhar khammula.)
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