THE PROPOSAL – I

 

To Her ,

I never thought i  would do this. I never thought i would say this, like this. In front of the whole world.

But then , since i have met you nothing has happened the  way i thought it would.

I have rarely got a chance to think and plan the next hour of my life, forget planning my life instead.

You don’t meet the criteria i set for my life partner and i don’t think you ever can . You are not tall enough, you are not fair enough and to worsen it all you have the weirdest sense of fashion.

But you have done things , which no one else did. And i don’t think they ever can.

You have filled my black, blue and grey life with colours. I now feel white, orange, pink , red , yellow , green  (and all the other shades i can’t even differentiate in reality )

You have made me happy. Sometimes in ways, i didn’t know it existed and sometimes when i didn’t want too ( stop eavesdropping and laughing on other’s talks. okay? ).  I have laughed till my stomach hurt, I have cried while laughing in moments and places that I shared with you.

You have made me angry. I had never felt such intense rage before. Today my blood boils if you even try to mockingly pity yourself.  You, of all people, should know your value and no one in this world  can let you feel lesser than the amazing charm you are. Not even you. ( Maybe, sometimes the guard outside your building can. Until you stop jumping through the walls.)

You have made me strong. (Not physically. You need to learn things about that from me though ). You have made me believe in myself , in all twists and turns. Your ways  have been weird though , just like you. But you have been the sole motivation (and irritation too, sometimes baby)  in my hardest times.

You have made me weak. The very thought of loosing you , of never being able to hear your endless chatter and  that crackling laughter( please learn to laugh like a lady) , pains me. And that pain is indescribable . But i know where it pains. Right here , in the centre of my ribs. As if someone , just took everything from my inside and left air that weighs more than a billion stones.

Its not that i wont find the girl of my criteria ( i am a superstar, i know ). I don’t want her.

I want you.

You might not want me back. And that’s okay. Because you don’t deserve anything less than the best. And if i am not the best for you, i don’t want you to want me.

I say this today in front of the whole world, because i want the world to know. That you darling , are a Gem. The most precious gem this world will ever see.  You are to be kept safe, close to the heart and protected at all cost.

And if and only if, you feel that i am worthy enough, I,  ask you to be the gem of my life.  To spread light and love in my world, in ways just you can do.

It would of, course not be an easy journey. Because while you might be a gem, you are a stubborn piece.  And so am I. And i am one stubborn ass. But no one said it would be Easy. All they said, is that , It would be worth it. 

From Him

A Secret I hold..

Finally  , i did get bored of being sarcastic all along .

yeah , just kidding . 😛

I have never earlier mentioned that i have a thing for love ❤

More so ,  a thing for match making and stuff. It gives me immense satisfaction if i ever am able to do something for friends hopelessly in love.  In my case, it happens really often.  😀

So well , here is a note from a friend of mine dedicated to the girl of his dreams.

Yes its fictional .

And yes i wrote it.

 

“And each time I tried harder. Harder to stay away. Harder to not even look at her. And each time she won me over. When she walked into the room , may be it was just me or may be it was real.. I could hear angels sing their happy song in the sway of her walk..i would sense magic..her aura was as mystical as her smell. Just like those dew covered roses blooming in the fresh breeze of dawn.  Oh! What would she do to me??

Staring at her from here, so far away when all I want to do is touch her. Feel that skin. To see if its real. If it actually glows. If it’s actually as silky. Oh no no..i wouldn’t even hold her. Just touch her. Her hands. Her  pink cheeks. Her hair. Her neck. Her little red nose.  Just touch her.

Obviously I won’t. She doesn’t even know I exist. Yes we have talked and yes we are classmates. She doesn’t know that even I exist on her admirers list ( if someone some where was maintaining that). And I don’t want her to know too. Not now. What if she thinks of me as the other guys ? I ain’t like them. I don’t think cheap of her ever. Just divine.

And I am no one in her life to explain her this. And neither do I have the words yet. Maybe this distance was just fine. Good for us.

Only , it killed me everytime.

It kills me inside as I sit here obsessing over her and thinking of  all the time being wasted.

Should I let her know?

Or should I let her see? But…how would I show?”