This one is for my boy. The boy who is my best friend, confidante, fun mate, support system, guide and my love. Yes, my love. Something we both shy away from saying. We rather refer to each other as best friends, which we are. I because of the embarassment and he because of the fact that he does not believe in romantic relationship.
I had never known that I would know love in such a form. Something which like sunlight. nurtures you everyday, becomes the core of your living. Something which just flows alongside your life and soaks you to the core just when you need it. Something which becomes life itself. I have seen passion. I have known passion. And I believe in passion. And I believe that lucky are those who get to experience it. (My boy says he is unlucky coz he never got to experience it, though I don't agree with him :) ). But I also believe that luckier are those who know and get love as I have known and got it. This kind of love is just so much rarer. There is so much that I have to thank you for, dear :). And i love and admire you so much more than I ever tell.
There have been much better pictures of us taken at our engagement. But this one is special to me. This is the only one which had captured the moment when we both had truly connected. The rest of the ceremony I don't remember much. It had all passed in a haze. I saw some videos later and realised that you had perhaps enjoyed much more than I did. I was too tense to enjoy it, or even observe it. Strangely I din't even remember how the ring ceremony had happened. Its only after I saw the videos that I remembered some of the stuff. :) . The fact that there ws a confusion on where who would stand. The confusion over who is supposed to wear the ring first. The fact that i has asked my mami "kisko ring pehnana hai pehle". That your shoe had got stolen. Nothing. All i remember are the things that I spoke to you. The fact that you had made me wear the ring ulta and had offered to straighten it afterwards. :) . And somehow the function meant very little for me. It was a custom that I followed true. I was happy seeing everyone happy true. The pics and videos intruiged me later true. But as a day, as an event it had mattered so little for my feelings. What mattered was that I was able to meet your parents( This time for a longer duration ..lol). That I was able to connect with Didi and Pihu. That the next day, when I came to the hotel to see Didi off, and you were the first person I saw, and you didn't pay me attention and went out of the room for work, it felt fine. It felt like everyday. Like we were a couple. That when after dropping Didi when i went off, when you had got down to get to hotel, and I turned back from the car, you were still looking. :) .
I know at times you feel I take you for granted. Which is true. At times I do take you for granted. Like sometimes I take the sunshine for granted. But I still know in my bones that you make the core of my life. There was a quote in Boston Legal by Allan Shore - "In every relationship there is one who loves more" . I had thought a lot about it. And I know in our case, its you. I have wondered why is that. Because you are the person who is more loveable. You are the person who makes friends whereever you go. You are the person whom everyone comes for advise or a dash of fun. You are the one who has the capability to handle every situation perfectly. You are the one with the most courage, truth and understanding. You are the one who is loved more. And yet in our case it is you who loves more. :). If I sit down and think, I perhaps cannot even find the reasons for being loved like this. :) .
There are a lot of things I cannot thank God enough for. You, dear boy, are quite on the top of the list. :) . Though coming to think of it, you might actually hate this post for the amount of mushiness it contains :D
