Monday, October 3, 2016

My Lady Perfect!

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As I stepped into late teens, life took a steep turn and I found soaring alterations in me. A sober and silent guy suddenly becomes conscious of his looks, checks his hairstyle in mirror more than a dozen times in a day and hums on the musical tunes of song…so there was imperative change…friends were amused…par abhi Mom ki nazar se bachcha hua tha.


“Kya baat, aajkal hero hote ja rahe ho…Ladki patti kya..” friends & peers commented.

“Patti nahin Boss, par patt jayegi.” I too boasted…nowhere ladki, I found near me but in presence of friends, you need to create an image n I boasted…It was natural for them. 

Till few months before, never ever checked my wardrobe n took time to decide what to wear…nowadays these things were becoming important in my life.

In starting loved gazing at the stars at night and strolling on the roof for no reason, listening to kinky and love songs.

I brooded over my change and found that I was driven by a shadow of a girl who was following me (I wasn’t sure.). She used to stay in the house near me and at times, I found her standing in the balcony & staring at me but the moment, I turned towards her, she hid behind the windows but her shadow confirmed her existence and unconsciously my heart had started following her.

Now…I could record the beats of my heart thumping in my rib cage whenever I saw towards her house and my thoughts revolved around her. I knew nothing about her…she was a girl…that’s all.

I was curious to find about her but how, I couldn’t think of.

My birthday was nearing and every year, I celebrated with my friends at my house and Mom used to cook delicious foods of my choice. Idea stung me to invite her for the party and as a neighbour, I can invite her personally.

The D Day arrived and I gathered courage to face her. As I stepped inside her building, I was sweating in the month of wintry December.

I pressed the call bell and there she was standing at the door.

“Yes.” She said.

“Hello, I am Anvit, your neighbour.” I said.

“Yeah, I know.” She replied coolly.

“Oh, you know me but I don’t know you. Can we be friends?” I banged the right question without wasting any time further.

“We are.” She said n giggled.

“Today evening, be at my place at 7 pm.” I babbled.

“What’s the occasion?” She asked.

“Surprise for you, trust me….” I said in a relaxed mood.

“Surprise for Me…I can’t believe it. Do you know me by name?” She asked cutely.

There I was caught, I didn’t inquired her name & threw so many commandments at her.

“A rose is a rose, whatever name you call by. May I have honor to know your name please?”

“Pari…ok see you.” She said and slammed the door on my face.

I smiled & returned back to my place.

Her face revolved in front of me, her spoken words rang in my ears and her cute smile & demeanor stole my heart in first face to face meeting and I was waiting for the beautiful evening when my perfect lady will arrive with grace to greet me Happy Birthday.

She didn’t know it was my birthday, how she would wish…an inner voice whispered in my ears.

She is smart, she knows my name and she will find for herself.

I started getting ready for the special evening, styling my hair with gel and changed into my best fitted suit to meet my lady who tingled by soul…yes…I had fallen for her…I fell in love.

The evening seemed beautiful, the evening was the same as other day but the pretty woman’s entry in my life transformed my world into beautiful hues & I was enjoying the kaleidoscopic view of the same.

Like her name, she was Pari…a lady with pretty & innocent face, flawless glowing skin, long black hair like Rapunzel & her sweet voice was sweeter than honey.

Finally, she arrived in pink Shalwar Suit and contrast long dupatta and she was looking striking beautiful. She was the cynosure of all eyes but I felt J. I had chosen her for myself and I wanted to watch her closely.

I didn’t know what would be her reply but I had chosen her for my life partner.
Her eyes were on me and her sweet smile spread on her face added spark to her beauty.
She was perfect from every sphere or it was my love for her which found her charming and graceful.

I moved forward to propose…but a loud shout shuddered my attention.

“Anvit, you are getting late…Chal jaa kar tyaar ho.” She was my Mother India who broke my beautiful dream of fantasy.

But my look out for the perfect woman took a leap and I am searching one frantically for me…let’s see when I meet My Pari,who will add meaning to my lonely life.

‘This post is a part of Write Over the Weekend, an initiative for Indian Bloggers by BlogAdda.’





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10 comments:

  1. I was living the character and the mother whacked it out of me in the end. Waiting to see Pari.. well penned really.

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  2. very well written...was enjoying the feelings and sentiments of young love and actually got annoyed with the mother for breaking into my thoughts and putting a big fat halt.... BHAAH

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    1. Thanks Sunitha...Mom did her duty.

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  3. A beautifully penned love story. How her Mom broke her dreams? It happened with me a lot during teen days. I haven't still met my Pari. A beautiful romance story:)

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  4. The story is superb...holding my breath i was waiting for the end...

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  5. Aww thats sweet.Hoping Pari comes soon to add that meaning to his life..

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