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more beautiful like a perfect princess may be getting ready for someone more handsome than me. While she was cross-checking herself in the mirror, her eyes caught attention to mine and she turned back in anger, giving a twist to her lehenga and her earrings and then asked ‘Yes, who are you and what do you want?’

‘Shit! Oh ho no….I’mm mmm’ I answered in amazement noticing at her well organized blue eye-liner that created magic in me.

‘What I’mmmm? Huhhhh’ she mutted.

‘No no nothing. I was searching for my friend Akshay in room no 203’ I replied smiling innocently at her.

‘I guess you need to put two extra eyes to your lenses Mr. Its room no 202’ she replied in her very will –kill-you attitude. Yet I was enjoying starring at her because she was looking  more beautiful than the bride. I was still firm on my place watching her without even shifting my eyes from her.

‘Oh Mr. Don’t you want to leave?’ she asked me again.

‘Ohh! Sorry sorry. I’m going’ I replied with my not in the mood to leave the place attitude.

As I was taking my baby steps, it was my ‘202 friend Akshay’ who raised his voice calling me ‘ Shivam? What are you doing there?’

‘Arre I got confused and entered a wrong room’ I replied.

‘Huhh! Wrong room and you? Don’t tell me!’ Akshay announced adjusting his sherwani’s golden button.

‘Leave it man! Anyway who is she yaar?’ I asked in the mood of knowing her more.

‘Ohh hello! Don’t you put an eye on her! She is Mayank’s cousin ‘Disha Agrawal’’ replied Akshay putting an end to my excitement.

‘Okk ok! Well let us go downstairs our groom Mayank must be waiting for us’ I replied taking Akshay downstairs. Yet while Akshay got busy in making Mayank reading, I immediately logged into my Instagram account and started following Ms. Disha Agrawal and seeing her even today’s so happening selfies I died on capturing her beauty in my android.

Then the next minute, Mayank called us to tie those ‘Pagdis’ onto our heads, I saw her coming by holding the bottom of her lehenga very neatly and stepping towards her bhai for ‘nekk’. With a glimpse of those blue liner eyes, she noticed me and gave very surprising smile at me. Man she was killing!  I starred her back and yet again behaved in a very I’m not looking at you attitude. But somewhere around my heart, she was looking very vivacious  and  bubbly too. When we all very ready for ‘Mayank’s’  colorful baraat, she stood next to me and this time I could feel her height crossing mine with her three inches heels under her feet. Yes, she was busing in enjoying her Mayank bhai’s shaddi. As the band hit the roads, I saw her other cousins pulling her and making her dance to the highest beats. I knew somewhere even she wanted me to dance, but I disappeared to my other friends and even I started dancing. We both could see each other dancing and in this dancing, she stepped close to me. Now, our hands touched each other and even and I could bet that she was interested in me. I could now say that I had half fallen for her!

After Mayank and his bride exchanged those garlands, I was still thinking of how to make a move at her. But, I didn’t wanted to make any effort and it was her who stood near me and replied ‘Isn’t it amazing to see to see couples living their dreams together?’

‘Ahhaa…lovely it is!’ I replied pouring my attention towards her.

‘Well hi! I’m Disha’ she said dragging her attention at me.

‘Yes hi! I’m Shivam, Mayank’s friend’ I answered monotonously.

‘Well I’m extremely sorry for today’s look. I guess you are very innocent than what I actually thought about you’ she replied sharing that little shyness at me.

‘Well thank you for this Miss. Atlast someone got me correct. Well, I wanted to compliment you. May I?’ I took her permission in not so sure look.

‘Yes Mr. Please proceed’ she replied making me feel relief.

‘Well you know, when I opened the door of your room, I was not sure whether it was my friend Akshay inside. Yet I opened the door and saw you. You were looking very absolutely stunning when you were cross checking yourself for the final get up’ I replied smiling innocently at her.

‘Well thank you so very much! ’ she gave a royal answer to me with her smile.

With these things, the wedding ceremony was coming to an end and I stood counting the hours I had to leave her. But, before I could leave, I wanted her number yet couldn’t make that happen without her wish. Rather, this time I was nervous. But, someone really helped me and got a ping on my Instagram account. ‘Ms. Disha Agrawal’ is following you too.

‘Yippiee!’ I jumped in excitement and looked at her. She was busy in her guests, yet she was staring at me more beautifully. I smiled back at her and paid my adieu to my very beautiful fiancé with whom I’m going to drag that beautiful wedding knot which made us introduced one day…..

‘10 years of life after Tsunami: ASIAN TSUNAMI 2004’

The morning of 26th December 2014. 

A day of nightmares!  

Something very normal and worth capturing: The nature’s attendance marked the day’s starting. But, something very unusual could be seen. May be there were extraordinary effects through which waves couldn’t be seen. It was almost like living the real thing, which could have been picturised only in the movies. Yes, me and Vikram started running with the group of people. I could see a block on the street and there was no way to escape from those coming waves. Observing a strong hotel, we decided to take shelter and we also called others too. But, no one heard us and they kept running on the streets and even few of them were engulfed into those natural tides that swallowed some 25 people together. This impossible day brought back many memories, which we had years ago: THE TSUNAMI DISASTER. 

That cold rush of air, the fleeting of birds and the total inundation with water after the initial crashing wave passed through, everything had a memory, everything! We could see some parts of Goa weren’t quite the same. But, same was the screaming from people and those cries. The muddy water and the irony of those disasters was something impossibly long. I struggled to live, but my husband took me to the highest peak of that hotel’s building. But slowly, this hotel too was getting engulfed into the nature’s destruction. So, me and my husband started marching towards the hills. But as he was behind me, the huge mass of people screaming and running separated him from me and we both lost each other. Yes, I waited to catch him, but couldn’t. I tried searching for him, but couldn’t and finally I was forced to march towards a safer place. Had many worries, but my tensions were just little in front of those who lost their entire families. The very next day, when the weather was normal, I could see few bodies piled together, few stacks of coffins and those crying beloveds. But somewhere, I still had a hope of getting Vikram back. So, I decided to march ahead, but even here the surroundings had smells of decaying, rotting, bloated, water-logged flesh. 

Those few hours meant as if I lived the randomness of people screaming and losing everything they had. Then on moving further, I saw two dead bodies near a wet piece of land and my mind couldn’t control to believe that the male dead body was wearing the same  yellow shirt which Vikram was wearing. I went to open the face of that dead body and everything that I earned as a newly married couple dried up with Tsunami. Now my breath and my heart had only one word’ I lost him, I lost him. Yes, it was Vikram who was thrown with his paranormal body only for me. I cried, but there was no one to see me crying. I could have screamed, but there was no one to see me screaming.  With no motion and no senses, I carried his dead body to the refugee camp. I thought that there could be any reason of his breath. But, I failed and the doctors declared him dead! I also wanted to be swallowed by this giant water. So, I rushed towards the waves, but unfortunately a soldier rescued me and I again became alive physically with Vikram’s child. I was pregnant! Tsunami : A disaster that swallowed people, gave me a new life to live. I kissed Vikram on his forehead and carried his body in the coffin with the help of a soldier. That pain, that horror and that chaos still live with me in my present years. But surely,  I would regret that, death cheated me and left me behind with Vikram’s child… 

NOW 10 YEARS AFTER DESTRUCTION:

What will you remember of the one you love lost in Tsunami?  Many such stories and many lot lives….May be hundreds or thousands of people like us must have witnessed the Asian Tsunami 2004. The receding waters dragged so many lives together. Yes, some of them might have survived and others may have been swallowed in the seas. To stay alive even after 10 years of facing that Tsunami is exceptional. 2004’s Tsunami ate nearly 250,000 people and it left behind serious of impacted results on the people watching the things on the television screens. If we have been  moved a little watching it on the television screens, then what about those who have already faced it and lost one part of their life? May be some of them won’t love to discuss it or even recollect it. But what about them who have faced it. Yes, there are stories of hopes, stories of determination and stories of struggles. We surely won’t imagine how much interest the eye-witnesses would have paid to get back their lost ones, but with your help we would want to reflect the fact that lives can still be found in those dead islands and silent oceans. Yes, we are paying our tributes to those lost lives who have been living happily even after  the 10 years of the Indian ocean Tsunami.

PS: Our today’s post is not meant only to read or simply digest. But, to mark a tribute to those lost lives by lighting a candle at your places or seas or even near your surroundings and just pray for those lost little hearts. At whatever place you are, in whatever situation you are( in office, tuitions, home, friend’s place etc etc…) or wherever you are going just light a candle for 5 minutes @ 7 pm and pay tribute to those lost lives! 

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‘Pyar me hota hai kya jaadu, tu jaane ya mai jaanu..!!’

These words inhaled and hold the nights spark into Kabir’s lungs. The words of that song made him insane and he did nothing but starred silently at me. The night covered the streets with the blankets of fresh air, but we….we were still alive in those freezed blankets waiting to curl back those memories, which we had in the past. This song gave wings to express those inexpressible which I wanted. It gave me the flight of imagination that will make my world more beautiful with my Mr. Honcho. This moment had everything we both believed in. The song ended after five minutes and Mr. Honcho stopped the car aside. He was smiling at me and I was smiling back at him. We had those sweet melodies which made us breathe blissfully. Our skin to skin emotions created tenderness in our eyes and slowly, he caressed my hair with his fingers and kissed my forehead. I closed my eyes and could feel the sweetest pleasure warming my soul. His first touch was so gentle that intense my passions and I started blooming partially in my world with him. I opened my eyes and a smile crossed my lips in between those tears. This feeling was so real that my heart fleeted with the darkest shades of the coming summer nights...