Time to depart

We had been together for 3 months. These 3 months were the best in my life. But soon the good times were to be over . na na .. don’t get me wrong . Things between us were fine. It was just that time to depart had come. Classes were over and he had to go back to bharuch. That meant that I had to learn to live life without him. Not that I had not earlier but it was lust that in the three months he had made life so meaningful for me and lo lovable and livable for me, that I could not now imagine a life without him.
The d day was 31st of march when he had to board his train for good to go back to bharuch. I was dreading that day. But alas, the day dawned. I wanted to give him something when he would leave me and go and the gift I got for him was a nice watch. That morning seemed so dull and the sir seemed to be full of sorrow. His train was at 6.30 in the evening. I went to his flat and helped him out with some packing. Surprisingly (great minds think alike) he too had got a gift for me and to my surprise it was also a watch. I was so happy with it. Bu this could no way reduce my sorrow. Nut he had a bigger gift to give me. When we first met and in all the 3 months that we were together he somehow never told me those three golden words “I love you”. Not that he loved me less but whenever I would tell him “I love u “his reply would be “I’ll tell u when the right time comes. I never wanted the day he was going to be the right day for him and when we were just about to leave for the station he told me that he loved me and how I meant the world to him. My heart was so much full of different emotions I didn’t know how to react. it had all in it happiness sorrow excitement and a lot of other emotions. This state of mind is so difficult to express. We then left for the station and when I had to bid him adieu I saw tears in his eyes. I did weep a lot but when I saw tears in his eyes I could feel his love for me. The train left and I saw the man of my life leave me and go and wait there like as though was left on a dessert with no one around me ……….so lost with a feeling of incompleteness.

His first award

As it is I had very high regards of koushik he was doing his CA, ICWA and CS, was a ranker in one of them and so on. In March he had a quiz programme conducted by the institute in Kerala. This was his first visit after meeting me outside Pune. These were some things about him that I did not know. He was a quiz master, was a spokesperson (had won a couple of awards in elocution) and so on. So he left for Kerala and came back with a big trophy for winning the all India quiz contest held there. When he came back he claimed that I was his lucky charm and that is why he had won the award. Aaaaah that felt so good. Also e came back with my first gift. He got me a nice Sari, the typical Kerala style. Felt so good about it.

The first Valentine

The first time for everything seems so beautiful. The first date, the first hug, the first gift and so on. I was looking forward to our first valentine on the 14th of Feb 2002. Since the first surprise he had given me was quite a big thing I was looking forward for something as eventful. At least, a lot of flowers. I was all dressed for the first Valentine. He suddenly walked into class with his usual T shirt with nothing in his hand. I thi\ought may be he would give me something after the lecture. I had got him a cassette recording some songs which showed how things had moved in these two months in our lives. I have always loved to give surprises. So this I thought was a good surprise for him. We always had the habit of exchanging small notes in class to exchange messages. So when I wished him he told me he even did not have time to have a bath so I thought he must have surely not got anything for me. After the lectures I gave him the cassette and he was quite happy. I told him he should listen to the songs and call me up when his has heard the entire thing. He said he would .to my surprise he gave me a pink envelope that had a bunch of papers in it. I asked him what it was and he told me it was his valentine gift for me. As I opened it I realized that he had written a wonderful poem. Not a page or 2 but a 7 page poem for his love. I was so surprised. I never knew this talent of his. He wanted to read out the poem himself to me. I had tears in my eyes. The poem had so much of depth in it. What more could I ask for. He really made my day. (Without spending a penny ………..hahahhaha)

Our first date

Some things never fade off your memory no matter how much time passes by. The first date or outing as I would refer it to be was our visit to Manas Lake. It was so ideal. Just the two of us on the bike. the lake was so beautiful and we sat there and had a wonderful time and then had lunch on our return and then back to classes. Everything at the lake seemed so beautiful with birds around and so much of solitude and peace and no one to disturb us. This being in winter even sitting on the rocks did not seem punishing as Pune is known to be cold and this was in January. So it was a wonderful experience.

My first surprise from Koushik!!!!

Surprises were not occasional rather I had no surprises in my life. Everything was always fixed in my life and pre decided. One day when I was in class Koushik told me to come dressed well the next day. He told me a friend of his was coming from Bharuch to Pune and being a very good friend he would like to meet me. I was all set to meet someone who he claimed to be so close to him.
The next day I came all decked in a lavender salwar suit. He picked me up from classes and told me we were to go to station to see his friend. All exited we waited outside a restaurant. Suddenly I saw a middle aged man come and give Koushik a nice big hug. I was a bit nervous and to my surprise even before I had time for reaction koushik introduced the gentleman to me as his father. I was shocked, spell bound and everything that one could expect. His father seemed so cool (of course he had no reason of being scared) . We then went to a hotel and had lunch. I wonder what his father thought I was and preferred three fried rice. As it is I was known to be a poor eater and that too with his father in front of me there was no way I could get anything below my throat. After the short and surprise visit his father left and we were to ourselves. It was a good surprise but scary experience as well .His father seemed quite a strict person apparently ; of course that was too early to decide but at least the first impression made me feel so.

His first visit to our house

I came from a relatively conservative family wehre my parents would not like me going with a guy on a bik e or not fall in love and so on. I remember some day during these happy days of ours, there was a reason for him to come home. He had actually decided that he would not come home till his parents came. But due to some compulsion he had to come. Right from the beginning my mother was quite ok with the whole thing; It was my father who somehow would not get convinced. I also had some there marriage proposals that my parents were looking at. When he first interacted with my father my father told him how he was not happy with the whole thing and how he would go on with other proposals and go ahead till something actually was certain about the two of us. Koushik was more than shocked about this. How could my father say that when were were already into a relationship and had plans of marriage. Anyways there was not much he could say since his parents had not met mine and things were still to be certain so that my father got some assurance.