Lovestruck February arrives....the time which I've love and hate relationship with. All the lovely feelings...the deep thoughts of happy times comes to my minds at almost every free moments. Just like Buddhadeb Guha wrote in "Khela Jakhon" <matha'r upor jeno kono ek ajana byathar shower khule jaay>...I feel restless to relive those happy times...which is impossible, and thus they make me sad. But Happy-Sad!! Mostly the memories from my high-school days comes in mind first...the twilight-lit afternoons...the school-bus..those girly-chats...searching for someone special in this whole World...the happy face of my Maa back home.. having ghee-bhat with a begun bhaja or machh bhaja...everything!!! Nostalgia kills. Every night In my dreams..I see my Maa..we travel together, she calls me by a my secret naughty name, I feel her fingers on my forehead...Life is really beautiful She is with me all the time...whenever I feel down, I keep on scolding her in my mind. These feeling are all mine.
Then a day in February 2003 comes in my mind, the day I went to my friend's (now husband) house with my parents for the first time. We chatted very little but he made me listen so many love songs...I specially remember, "Khali haath sham aayi hai", "Chupke se raat ki chadar tale". I'm grateful to Mr. R.D. Burman and Rahman for doing something magical that day in my mind. My parents had hardly any clue that this visit may weaken the heart of their rather reserved daughter. Then I remember the time we became best friends and me waiting for his phone calls in every 15 days...and once in yahoo Messenger Chat I came to know that the feeling was mutual! Oh God!...then I can recall my journeys from University to the Railway station station attending his phone calls and friends laughing at lovestruck me!
The moments of waiting for someone special in your life...how would he look..how would be his mannerisms...falling in love with your favourite character of a novel...these are the best parts of your memories... February just brings back those good old feelings...may be you are now settled...you have a dotting spouse of your choice...but, those dreams..or the memories of those dreams never fades. I think this is true in case of every romantic sensitive women. Till date I fall in love every time I read a touchy love-story...the teenager in me is still alive. I can never forget the saraswati puja days at school. Decked up beautifully in a saree and watching over handsome boys in the school premises...those days were the only time when boys entry was allowed in our Super-strict girls school. And fantasising about someone unknown...searching for him in the crowd..!! Ohh...what times!!
Though we never celebrate a V'day, 'coz I feel that's a very kiddish thing to do...but I always loved watching over couples celebrating together. An entire day dedicated to love..the concept seems thrilling to me. But for me..my V'day is our marriage day :).
Life is really beautiful 'coz Love is in the air. February is really special for me.
Then a day in February 2003 comes in my mind, the day I went to my friend's (now husband) house with my parents for the first time. We chatted very little but he made me listen so many love songs...I specially remember, "Khali haath sham aayi hai", "Chupke se raat ki chadar tale". I'm grateful to Mr. R.D. Burman and Rahman for doing something magical that day in my mind. My parents had hardly any clue that this visit may weaken the heart of their rather reserved daughter. Then I remember the time we became best friends and me waiting for his phone calls in every 15 days...and once in yahoo Messenger Chat I came to know that the feeling was mutual! Oh God!...then I can recall my journeys from University to the Railway station station attending his phone calls and friends laughing at lovestruck me!
The moments of waiting for someone special in your life...how would he look..how would be his mannerisms...falling in love with your favourite character of a novel...these are the best parts of your memories... February just brings back those good old feelings...may be you are now settled...you have a dotting spouse of your choice...but, those dreams..or the memories of those dreams never fades. I think this is true in case of every romantic sensitive women. Till date I fall in love every time I read a touchy love-story...the teenager in me is still alive. I can never forget the saraswati puja days at school. Decked up beautifully in a saree and watching over handsome boys in the school premises...those days were the only time when boys entry was allowed in our Super-strict girls school. And fantasising about someone unknown...searching for him in the crowd..!! Ohh...what times!!
Though we never celebrate a V'day, 'coz I feel that's a very kiddish thing to do...but I always loved watching over couples celebrating together. An entire day dedicated to love..the concept seems thrilling to me. But for me..my V'day is our marriage day :).
Life is really beautiful 'coz Love is in the air. February is really special for me.
