Just a little thought

A Few Quotes that has always touched me!

“Truly loving another means letting go of all expectation. It means full acceptance, even celebration of parenthood.” – Karen Casey

“Some People come into our lives and quickly go. Some stay for a while and leave footprints on our heart. And we are never ever the same.” – Anonymous

“If you judge a person, you have no time to love the person.” – Mother Teresa

“First say yourself what you will be and then do what you have to do.” – Epictetus

“When it comes down to it, we all Just want to be loved.” – Jamie Yellin, age 14

Lets add more to this List

Today after reading her blogs, One after another having me mentioning how important i am for her. I begin to ask myself, "Am I really that important to her?" I Dont know, but yes i know i do have a important place in her life.
From the day i met her, i wanted her to be my friend, but i never believed that a day would come where with out her my day seems dull. Not talking to her for a day or two make me feel uneasy. What i want to say may not be poetic or even have correct grammer or be spelled right but yes one think here is true, how important is she for me. I have broken rules to meet her, have walked out of my comfort zone to make sure she is happy, Controlled my emotions so i could she her smile. I dont mean to praise or count what i have done for her. All i am trying to say is that i can go to ends for her.
Today after reading her poem, she wrote for me on her blog ( She is really mad at me for not reading it eailer), i couldnt but just needed to say what i miss most today. Is being with her? Its not that we have parted but destiny has made us do so. But we know its only a matter of time. That what i am hanging on to, thats what i keep saying her.
I remember the time when we used to walk the town together, go to movies, have dinner, club around, go on lat night drives to places with frenz and party more. It was a perfect life, with her next to me. Today she is not next to me physically, we no longer party, club, go to movies or long late nite drives but yes we still are by each other support each other to get better fast, so we can again do all those things again.
honey the time for us to be together will come soon and this time we will be together for life.
I love you.

Who is she? How did I meet her? Why did I meet her? I don’t know. Only thing I know is that she brought a new meaning in my life. She taught Rohit Dhanawat, a man who never believed in love, to love. I say I don’t believe in love cause ….. Damm I can’t even think of why I didn’t believe in love. Today she lives in my heart and even if she wants I can’t let her go. How can I she is my soul. She is the reason that I want to wake up in the morning after morning.
You will ask how come you don’t know anything about her if she has such an important place in your life. Well I know her. I know her name, I know where I met her for the first time, I remember the moment when I proposed to her, I remember the minutes we spend together and the minutes that weren’t passing before the hour I was suppose to meet her.
That beautiful girl dancing the crowd, something distinguishing her from everyone else on 29th June,2002; Was it her innocent sweet smile or was it the way she was carrying herself; I do not know. But this I know for sure that something pulled me in my drunken state towards her. Made me spend time with her and the moment I could not stop talking about this at the top of my voice when I reached hostel. Gosh! I can’t believe that I could do such a thing.
Wait not only this, the few more meets we had after that, each one being a very short but a memorable meeting. Wish those moments would have never passed. Most of which I remember the friendship day when I spend the entire day with her looking for friendship bands and the evening in D-club and the night she sleeping on my lap in the reception lobby of the hotel. Then the long walk we had on 1st November till one o’clock at night.
Then the proposal on 26th January that she turned down only to find me hurt and vanished for two months, but when I returned I realized that I had missed something. We soon became one.
Even though we were one we only met a couple of times, again each were short and memorable ones. Our first kiss, Royal resort (which I wish would never have had happen). Each one of them, still fresh as though it just happened yesterday. Then not meeting her for one year made me go mad. Hearing her cry over the phone would simply kill me from inside, making me feel useless as though I couldn’t do anything at all. In those moments all I wanted was to be with her to wipe those tears and make her feel that she is not alone and never will be.
Circumstances never let us meet, but when I could be lucky enough to go to UK to continue my studies, faith brought me back to Bangalore where she did wait for me even though we had broken up for a few days that seemed like months.
Now today, after two years and five months I’m here today with her giving her all the time I can to make up for my absence in the past.

He holds her tight, real tight, so when a third looks at her, he can tell she belongs to him, and to leave them alone.

Tight enough to hold arrest her in his arms, yet making sure she is not hurt. He wants to make this day a special day for her, he wants to plan out every move, yet he makes sure she has her say.

He looks at her as though saying her to relax; I have it planned, but she knows it can change at the very first say.

He is rigid; he is tough, yet gentle and flexible. He hates to be in girlie world yet he visits one with her because he wants to see the smile, the natural one she wears when she is happy, that makes him happy.

He cannot see her confused and insecure, yet he makes her feel so because he has a surprise waiting for her. He is tired of holding her bags while she shops yet he hangs on, because he know he cannot take her home yet, more over she loves to shop.

If she gets tired he waits for her to refuel the energy and they start again.

He patiently waits for the call that informs him that it’s ready. And when it comes home, he takes her home to surprise her and see those tears of joy run down her eyes, knowing he has made her day…

Sitting all alone on the chair, thinking how busy we have got. Sometimes they are busy, otherwise I am. Life is moving so fast I feel the phrase "like the forest fire” appear to be slow.

Day before I was in Nepal, today I am in Delhi, and tomorrow I have no clue where this world will take me. It’s just a long road ahead of me, with no sign board to lead the way. This road divides in every few meters as I move ahead. Leaving me confused which turn to take. I know only one out of the many is the right one, and if I miss it I cannot turn back, I need to move ahead before the Queue gets long and I get lost behind.

I too want to lead like everyone else but which road I take?

Leaving the question unanswered I move ahead not realizing which turn I take, still wondering what lies ahead...