I can never thank my stars enough for showering me with this one person I'd stick to forever. She's life, she's light, she's exuberance, she's fun, she's a kid and she's my friend SHUCHI. For the one part of my life when I thought I'm left with no hope but to sulk and be stupid, she stepped in like a fairy Godmother asking me my wish with a shining magic wand in her hand. What could I have asked for but my smile back. She not only got me my smile back but my life back into my soul. Ever chance upon such a friend?
I've never mustered it in me to tell her this, I guess I should say this now==== I've always wanted to be like you, to be you. Wherever you go, people love you, they want to be around you 'cause of the beautiful person you are from within. I wish I could be like this sometime. Your name is on everybody's lips. Wish mine was too. Guess, I'm not made for this but you know what, I can still go around boasting about my buddie. Ever had this feeling, folks?
The strange way of taking care of me, the way you put things forth, the way you deal with problems, the way you live life- full & content, I've adopted it all. No, I know it'll be tough for you digesting all this 'cause you hate the melodrama so I'd be a bit honest about something here. DISCLAIMER: It was always the impatient and irritable me who acted like a nutcase. So, at times over the phone call, I just wanted to hang up for you used to act like this crazy woman yelling at me for something which was an outcome of my boredom or bugged up self. Or the times when you'd just call up forcing me to do something at odd times and I just didn't want to do but I had no options either. I wanted to tell you a straight NO but man! I couldn't dare! You know why, 'cause I knew you did all for my good and to make me happy. You helped me mature wisely, being at ease with myself. Well! I'm not too sure if I'm 100% mature or 100% wise.
There have been moments that I'd probably narrate to our kids. Moments of me bugging you to click me while on the rickshaw, moments of laughter, moments of sobs. You filled in that gap in my life when the space was getting way too out of my hands. I know, I'm talking too much and I should stop now but I can't just finish before saying that your husband is one helluva lucky man. He's got you!
P.S. I'm happy that my "was" didn't go a waste because it gave me you.
and if this is what we get when we are sad and lifeless, I'd like to pretend time and again that I'm sad ;)
I've never mustered it in me to tell her this, I guess I should say this now==== I've always wanted to be like you, to be you. Wherever you go, people love you, they want to be around you 'cause of the beautiful person you are from within. I wish I could be like this sometime. Your name is on everybody's lips. Wish mine was too. Guess, I'm not made for this but you know what, I can still go around boasting about my buddie. Ever had this feeling, folks?
The strange way of taking care of me, the way you put things forth, the way you deal with problems, the way you live life- full & content, I've adopted it all. No, I know it'll be tough for you digesting all this 'cause you hate the melodrama so I'd be a bit honest about something here. DISCLAIMER: It was always the impatient and irritable me who acted like a nutcase. So, at times over the phone call, I just wanted to hang up for you used to act like this crazy woman yelling at me for something which was an outcome of my boredom or bugged up self. Or the times when you'd just call up forcing me to do something at odd times and I just didn't want to do but I had no options either. I wanted to tell you a straight NO but man! I couldn't dare! You know why, 'cause I knew you did all for my good and to make me happy. You helped me mature wisely, being at ease with myself. Well! I'm not too sure if I'm 100% mature or 100% wise.
There have been moments that I'd probably narrate to our kids. Moments of me bugging you to click me while on the rickshaw, moments of laughter, moments of sobs. You filled in that gap in my life when the space was getting way too out of my hands. I know, I'm talking too much and I should stop now but I can't just finish before saying that your husband is one helluva lucky man. He's got you!
P.S. I'm happy that my "was" didn't go a waste because it gave me you.
and if this is what we get when we are sad and lifeless, I'd like to pretend time and again that I'm sad ;)
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