Dearest dearest Mom,
Wishing you a very happy 45th birthday. I know that you must have had a blast wherever you are, and I hope that you are in a much better place today.
It has almost been a year now that we lost you, and trust me there hasn’t gone by a single day when I haven’t thought about you or missed you. We all miss you, every single day, and we will for the rest of our lives.
I still remember what an amazing birthday party we had for you last year, with everyone you love, around you. The cake, with lots of roses, and an intricate icing, I remember it too. I had chosen it very carefully for you.
I baked a cake for you today, and I celebrated it with the people I love. I told everyone about how wonderful a person you were. We all called each other, Dad, aunty, me, and everyone, and spoke fondly about you. I hope you were watching us, and smiling at us.
I miss you and love you a lot Mummy. Every day, and every single moment I wish you were around me, even if it was just so I could lay my head in your lap just once more. If I could feel the touch of your hand on my head, and feel the heaven around me just once more.
Happy Birthday once again.
Your arms, my solace,
My solace, is your embrace.
The way you pull me close, it takes away my pain,
You hold me baby, and I am sane.
There is nothing, that your arms can’t cure,
They have some magic, of this I am sure.
The minute I rest my head on that chest,
Life is beautiful again, that feeling is the best.
For those magical arms, I would give up all,
For you, my love, I would give my all.
After having known about their good work for a year, I finally got a chance to be a part of an event of LetsRISE, an NGO working towards several causes in Pune. The plan was to celebrate the New Year’s Eve with the children of victims of sexual exploitation at a night creche in Budhwar Peth.
As we entered, the children were all sitting quietly, their hands folded, all in rows (so adorable, trust me!). They all greeted us with a warm “Namaste”. Even though some of us were as new to them, as they were to us, not once did they stop smiling at us.
They sang songs for us, recited various poems, came and spoke to us, and were just their lovely selves. Such amazing kids, it is nothing but unfair for them to be seeing the life they are, at such an early age (the kids are merely between 2 – 8).
“We never see the same faces again”, one of the LetsRISE volunteers told me. It broke my heart. Even though a lot of efforts are being made by groups like Chaitanya Mahila Mandal (who started the creche) to protect the children, given their conditions, they vanish quite easily.
LetsRISE is therefore working to build these children a permanent home in Moshi so that can be taken away from such an environment altogether.
Please help us make these children’s lives better, join our noble cause.
To volunteer, contribute or donate, contact us on email@example.com.
For more, visit us at http://www.letsrise.org.in/
One by one, I am counting the days,
Because once in forever, the love songs are making sense.
Once in forever, someone has meant the world to me,
You make me want to flee, the way you just let me be.
Longing for the day, I’ll get to see your face,
Touch it oh-so-gently, to kiss and leave my taste.
To sing you lullabies, as you fall asleep,
To finally have a heart, that’s forever mine to keep.
To just hold your hand, and have to say nothing,
To simply look into your eyes, and feel myself blushing.
To just lay beneath the stars, and talk for hours,
Talk about all the beautiful things, about butterflies and wildflowers.
So one by one, I’ll count the days,
Until I finally get to see your face.
Until the day I can hold and soak you in,
The moment my tears won’t stop flowing.
Tell me, do you feel the same?
Are you counting minutes too?
Tell me, are you longing to see me just as much?
As much as I long to see you?
It is extremely rare to find friends in life who you can be extremely transparent with, who you can act absolutely crazy with, talk absolute crap, dance weirdly in front of and not worry even for a second of being judged. That is what these two mean to me. And all those who know Namita and Abhishek, know that they come in a package, ek pe ek muft. So, I could obviously not write two different posts for them. (Chances are, they wouldn’t even have taken the pains to read both. 😀 )
It has only been a year since I know you two. Do you guys remember the days when we referred to each other as “aap”? The only first two months we ever respected each other, and thankfully so. We slowly revealed our awesomeness after that, and it was nothing short of finding my soulmates. I mean who even thinks of going to a place like Goa in a group of three, and coming back having had the best time of their lives. (Quite a recreation of Dil Chahta Hai.)
The best part is that we don’t feel the need to have anyone else with us when we are together. And we don’t even have to be doing anything most of the time, just lazying around in the bed saying absolutely nothing, watching crappy movies, playing cards or simply spending hours talking on the terrace is all we need. And the way we never bother taking two bikes, no matter how far the distance, the way we scooch and slide and blame the other’s ass being fatter than ourselves, and finally manage to fit on the poor little thing.
All that apart, now that I have you guys, I know that there is never going to be a day in my life where I am going to feel like I do not have someone to talk to, or that I don’t have somewhere to go. I know you are going to gloat in this forever, but I am still going to go ahead and say that I feel extreeemeely lucky to have you idiots in my life, ‘coz not everyone has the kind of friends who come rushing only because the other had a bad dream and woke up crying.
Cheers to us!
Lots of Love,
I did not write for so long because I just do not understand how I will ever be able to sum it all up in words … the happiness I feel when I wake up every morning, knowing there is someone thousands of miles away, whom I have not seen nor touched, who has not met me either but loves me more than anyone ever has … the calmness I feel when I know I am the luckiest person in the world … the tranquility that washes over me when I go to bed every night, knowing there is someone who loves me just as much as I love him, knowing that now that I have you, I am complete.
I had gone from being emotional to sad to pissed to absolutely unreasonable.
“I am sorry I have been acting so weird lately, you didn’t deserve any of that”, I said apologetically.
“It is okay, honey. These are all flavours of you. And I enjoy all of them”, he replied instantly.
I fell in love all over again.