I still remember the day…When I first met her…Well…Not an actual meeting.
I saw her in my friend’s marriage in India. She was bride groom’s friend. I was Multi Millionaire and I always wanted to live a simple life. I owned a company then.
She was like a breeze…Her chirpiness made me to fall in love with her for the first sight. She made some magic inside me. With no effort, I became her friend…
A friend, without revealing my name and not even my face...Thanks to today’s Technology.
Her Visit to my place:
She was in her Indian garb… She was daring enough to do anything…
Yeah!!! She came to my place in UK for giving Managerial Seminar. Fortunately that was My Company where she came for the Conference…
Again the same saccharine feel… The same first feel was performing some songs inside me.
She loved her profession… A voracious Management Guru conversed with me like a gale and never minded that I was the Chairman of the Company.
Oh!!Let me tell you about her...
She is the beauty with brains. Tall and can only find smiles in her charming face with cute small Eyes. Her soothing voice and the way she carried herself really awestricken me. She loves India more than she loves her Mother…A daring beauty always preferred wearing Indian Attires and never minded where she travels. The warmth she had, made everyone to talk to her. Where ever she goes, she will find some acquaintance there.
Yeah!!She was in my Company and gave all the Managerial Talks. Hmmm…I could remember this very well...When she first spoke to me without knowing that I was her online friend, a friend whom she loved so much…
I too attended the Managerial Conference. I interrupted the Conference by so many ways to gain her attention and she told that she doesn’t like any interruptions and that made me to come out of the Session. I was stunned seeing her audacious approach though I was the Chairman of the Company and that vista made my LOVE stronger.
We were good friends and used to chat online for hours together. But I never revealed my name and my details and my poor sweet heart didn’t know anything about my Company...Her meeting with me…UK trip...She believed I was someone…Though she believed that she has not seen me… Her friendship towards me was so “PURE”… She used to tell me all the happenings around there in India and her trip to many places and her Managerial Conferences. She had colossal friends...Not friends…Actually her devotees, I could say!!! Her pure love made me also her Devotee!!!
Telling my LOVE towards her to my parents was not that difficult. They even were eager to see her… Yeah!!! We planned to come to India...
The Great India:
I used to roam around her places to see her without intimating her anything and my SLR clicked her all the Time. She had the vibrancy all the time.
I had the photos of her…
The cute anger over me in my own Company in UK…
The dance in the rain…
The prayer when some ambulance crosses her…
Her running travel…
Her traditional costume…
Her talks with diverse people…
Her travel over many places in the World…
Her sweet cry when someone falls ill…
Her sensitive nature...
I had planned to gift her photos on a special occasion …
One very fine day in India…
I went to her home with my Parents…
The first meeting of ours knowingly at her home was an “EPIC”…
She was gorgeous and with simple costume… Combing her hair outside of her home… Yeah…I loved her hair…Very long hair and very silky too…
She was cool and asked us whom we want to meet… I was so poor and I was again awestricken by her cute small eyes and her mesmerizing voice..My mom kicked on the conversation and told she wanted to talk to her parents…
Even her parents were perplexed and my mom was elucidating her about my LOVE towards her. She was shocked and told in a strict way that she don’t believe in all movie kind of love.
As days passed…
My very Indian culture made her parents too like me… But I was a Millionaire and that made them to think… It was not that much easy to talk to her…Such an adamant person ever seen in my life…Though she has so many devotees… See never preferred love marriages… and even love stories!!!
“This is not movie and you are not Hero!!!”
“I hate love stories!!!”
“Yeah! But you are my Heroine in my Love Story!!!”
I never forced her to love me or marry me… I was even rougher than before and never begged her for anything… This very own nature of mine made her to mull over me and yeah… LOVE blossomed in her too…
My Online Avatar:
She: Hi!! You know what? That idiotic “LOVE” blossomed in me too
Online Avatar: Oh? Who is the unlucky fellow? That foreign fellow??
She: Yeah!!! I want you to meet him. He is in India only.
Online Avatar: (Laughing inside) All the best
14.02.2009:
Marriage was at the same place, where we both first met each other. A very traditional Indian Marriage not Marriage… A Festival indeed…
She came with me leaving her parents in India. I could even remember her sober, like a baby in the Airport.
In UK:
Her first Looking out of the glassed window. The whole earth was clad with white innocent snow. The snow resembled the smile of a small kid with an innocent smile, touched her soul and made her feel like going out and dance.
She is Mine…only Mine…I loved her the way she is. I have seen the world in her face; I have seen her smile in her dreams and loved her even more every day.
Sometimes I see wrinkles on her forehead, I know she is tensed in her dreams and I would just shake her a bit to shatter such a dream which disturbs her peaceful night. She cooks and the very aroma can tempt to taste it. I die for her cooking. She weeps for small things and that makes me so happy and that give me a chance to placate her.
She always wanted me to learn Music and Guitar. But I never revealed her that I was a musician and Guitarist. I planned to reveal the truth on our Anniversary that I was the guy whom she thinks her friend and all my drama made to woo her.
She loves me more than I love her. She loves my Big Eyes and also my Sharp Voice.
She wanted me to be happy always and acts that my love towards her is more and would say “Before your love…My love is nothing!!!”
We were waiting for the new angel in our family. She wanted a boy like me and same I wanted a girl like her. We planned the names too.
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