When there are very
few choices in life people often try to arrange, and segregate the things they have, the little happiness, the child’s cry, or even the person who tries to deal with
the happiness of the truth. There are very few who really enjoy the happiness
of being loved by others. Love, we can’t control it,it is not the control of the
senses or any new age mumbo jumbo.
For me Love is what
she does to keep herself happy, for a person like me it is very easy to
use the appropriate words for love. Shipra, when she is happy I too feel happy,
no worries that she’s not near to me I haven’t met her in my life but I have
heard her voice her resonating laughing sounds. These words I know hold no
importance for an ongoing person who is busy or has some other perspective about
love.
This can be only
imagined when a person is in true love. Initially, we became friends, and then we
became best friends, she says she had an old love-hatred story, and she says love
gives a lot of pain. But after talking to her I feel that yet it is painful that
when she’s in trouble I feel the pain, physically I can't prove it, but mentally
I feel the grieving effect for her. She might not pick up my call, she might think
that he is a boring guy, and let her give slang to me also, She is my Shipra, the
girl whom I love unconditionally. When I fell in love there wasn’t any pact
that in return she would also accept me. Maybe a dream will remain a dream but
how can I let go of the Love that I have for her, at least I can see her
updates through Facebook and WhatsApp, she’s a very nice girl, a kind one, a
silent one too. Unlike me the most devastating desperate person at desperate
times,I eat music to say, for ailing this part of my life,i.e Music, the
feelings I have for her really work I take my love for her as an inspiration
rather than than taking it to Café Coffee Day, I date with my guitar usually when I
feel that yes! today is the weekend and my love will be taking a rest and will be
feeling happy.
How can I explain, many people say me mad, they ask me, how can you love a girl, without knowing
her properly, or haven’t met her at least once in life. My answer is as simple as always, we don’t know when
is our end or when we are going to listen to lullabies in the heavens or be cooked in hell, the very next day, the sunshine on
my shoulders makes me either happy or to cry, this is life, a person like me
who know the importance of tears can only make you know the worth of a smile.
I see people enjoying
their trip, spending thousands of money on rave parties, I see no interest in
these, even though they prefer nightstands too. I have never read any of the
novels or fiction books throughout my life, my poison for eyes only goes with
ancient history of the world. I see girls around me reading books related
to love, in my college too they read these books. I stand as a musician, my
love story starts with the first note and ends in 7th note of musical
annotation. There is always a conflicting approach in my life where I see that
I feel insecure when I don’t belong to the common corporate world or usually an
engineering background. I feel gloomy about knowing this, that there are a lot of
sacrifices I have made in my life to achieve this stage or position as a tabla
student. The world is very small indeed, where I found an angel in my life, she
smiles like a small cute giggling infant, she may be older than anyone but she’s
like a child to me. I feel outraged when she is in trouble or unhappy.
There are few choices in my life where I chose her to be part of my small
world. I don’t have denars or ashrafiyan to gift her I can't gift her the best
or the costliest necklace, but I can give the best part of my body which is my shoulder to lie on and to cry on. I can confidently say that I can care for
her,I can make her feel like she’s with her dad,
May not be the first
hero of life, I can be the second supporting actor in her life. Tears should
come from her eyes I wish every day that she’s happy, no t in grief but in
laughing.
Microsoft Word really
helps to write down the feelings in approx 900 – 1000 words, but I believe love
can't be valued in terms or quantitative measures but it can only be given
homage through one medium and that is MUSIC.
SRIKANT
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