To say Goodbye with all my heart,

But something drew me near,

Of the future I had no fear.

Soon I found out what was amiss,

Oh sweetheart please…

One last hug, One last kiss…

I love the charm of your cute smile,

Your flushing cheeks pink all the while,

The tinge of brown in your hair,

Oh, how I wish I were there !

Your skin so smooth and soft,

I wish I could caress you ‘oft,

To set right all that’s amiss..I just need,

One last hug, One last kiss…

I wonder why you shy away,

From looking at me eye to eye,

Your rosy lips so seductive,

Your tiny nose so evasive,

Your bespectacled eyes I forever miss..

Oh baby, One last hug, One last kiss…

Disclaimer : Direct all your crap to comments. This is my first English poem (or so, I suppose) and this is my desperate attempt to write so-called simple poetry by just making the words rhyme.. I won’t be responsible if you die or sleep after reading this or anything analogous happens. Its your fault that you read shit ! This was typed by me into my mobile (MotoRokr E8, it rocks ) as I was waiting for “someone” at a bus stop in Bhubaneshwar. I had to write this coz… well… I’ll tell you if you ask in comments…

As for the title, it just came to my mind.. a fleeting glance.. when I started to type this poem.. I think I had read a poem of this title somewhere else.. maybe Deepak Nanwani’s blog, but I can’t remember properly, to be honest..

For all of you there cringing and complainin’ and ‘bc-mc’ing me on why I didn’t write a blog post earlier… you should reonly have to say this : It takes something ‘really’ really special for me to force my lazy bum to the chair and type and it is “your” fault that you didn’t get anything soooo special for me .. (yeah, I know I’m scapegoat-ing you and that the last post was 13 months ago..but I gotta find an excuse man..), so bear with me. ” . I promise (promise ???) I’ll come up with posts more frequently .

As of now,

R.I.P.

First the timeline of tonight..
9:30 PM – Tried to study ED (now don’t dare read that as engg drawing – i loathe it) for PH102 quiz.

10:30 PM – getting frustrated with surface and triple integrals in physics, divergence theorem turning into disinterested study

11:00 PM – left physics, enough !!! drew some quick graphs for EC lab tomorrow and then … bakar with my two good friends.

1:00 AM – came to room, checked mail

1:30 AM – lying cozy in a blanket, Guwahati’s indeed pretty cold. i tried to sleep but i had already overused that facility in the afternoon. still, tried..

As i set the alarm in my phone (for tomorrow morning) the date on the phone struck me.

it was feb 14. And unfortunately (or fortunately) I drifted into memories, memories jaded and faded, but still clear enough to remember, memories of S.. , but of course, u dont know who S is..

it struck me to create something.. something at which i can look at and smile some time down the line. And here i am, out of bed, malnourished (canteen closed today when i m most hungry), dazed, writing this crap only I’ll read (well that’s wrong, i forced u to read this, right? but if u r reading till this point implies that u havent lost interest.) So let me start.

I dont remember the date but it was in june just after my IITJEE results had come out and i had qualified it (i’ll roast you alive if u come to me asking details and especially TIPS on how to get through it. I just dunno).

Anyways, during my 12th boards and on JEE day, my mom used to light a diya at this Giridurga temple in Bhubaneswar. After i got through, my dad decided that there was to be a lunch there from his side inviting family n friends. And so it was  “Jab we met” for me and S. She was J aunty’s daughter. My mom and J aunty were roommates in medical college but i hadnt seen S ever before, just heard from my mom :”C’s soooooooooo hardworking, c listens to her mom and helps in the household chores and see u duffer, c got 97% in her 10th boards”. Well, honestly there was nothing too creative in getting 97% in the boards (they just mug up) and i didnt give much of a damn as to whether i had 97 or not (i had 95.5; topped school by 1 mark – that’s an intriguing story but later). Anyways, i saw her (then i didnt know who she was). I was wondering, “Hmm,who’s she? beautiful girl, c’s so fair (i like fair girls i guess) though c’s bit fat. whatever, c gifted me a pen set and that’s what matters now. I hope i get more gifts from the other people here too ” I didnt/dare not think about her beyond that at that point of time and anyways girls could adopt any version any time, so it was better to be safe).

Soon, i was called by J aunty, same crap : where should my daughter go for tuitions, which books, blah blah… i mean if i hardly read  any book for JEE how m i supposed to advise people dangling their lives (and their parents) on one exam. I blabbered whatever fundae came to my mind (i am good at making sense of nonsense since childhood, the fact that you are still reading this is proof enough).  hmmm, so that it was, i looked at her, i dunno whether c looked at me, but our parents seemed as if they had met after a long time (actually her and mine mom work in the same medical college) and the end result was that we were asked whether we would like a picnic together- both the families. My younger brother and her younger sister jumped at the idea and i was pretty open to it too, she too affirmed, seeming too stressed with studies. And so we went … on 13th June 2007.