Gloam

How many evenings you have seen in your life??
How many of them you can recollect??
How many of them stand out??
How many of them are special to you??

Now I dont know about anyone, but personally I have a few to cherish..
Choosing the best among those few was a lil tricky, but then the one evening am referring to is so so so close to heart that it wins hands down...

It all happened a few years back..

The morning was awesome..
Afternoon as usual sleepy..
But suddenly by the dusk, the room got bright..
So bright as if someone has asked sun to come to the room instead of setting down..

That evening is itched somewhere for ever..
That evening changed it all..
Had I had any idea, of things to come, I would have the cure for itch then and there..
But alas...

Now some 4 years(almost) later, I realise that the twilight has become the best part of the day... (Mazaak mazaak main mazaak ho gaya life ke sath)

She has been a partner in crime..
A punching bag..
A cribbing bin.. (dustbin takes enire world's shit... cribb bin takes... )
A helping hand..

Always thirsty.. (a drink or two actually are healthy)
Always ready for movie (or 2.. or 3.. at a stretch)
Always ready for a game of "who insults more" ( I am loosing 2-5 overall)

The mystery how she became from no one to some one who precedes everyone has the likes of FBI, Scotland Yard scratching heads...

In case you are thinking am talking about dusk, then please go kill yourself...

One of the rare species who have heard the REAL uncensored me..
Who is patient enough to take bull shit.. (makes a count actually to be strategically used later...)

Sometimes I look at her and wonder what the hell God was thinking????
I guess he was not sure what exactly he wanted...
Of the 9 months, am dead sure, he would have made her girl for 4.5 months and boy for 4.5.. (Just fate that it was "girl" at the end of 9th)
She has traits of both genders.. EQUALLY..

Irritating like girls..
Sensible like men..
Emotional like girls...
Practical like men..
Irrational like girls..
Real like men..

(Ya ya am chauvinist.. so what??)

Sophisticated like girls..
Disgusting like men..
Classy like girls..
Dingy like men..
Caring like girls..
Irresponsible like men...

(Am still chauvinist...)

Fussy like girls...
Messy like men....

She knows EXACTLY what is in mind..
EVERYTIME...
It cant be conincidence all the time..
It cant be "chumma" all the time..

I dont have to pretend..
I dont have to think twice..
I dont have to break head too much...

One of the major reasons, I would like to go back to Bangalore.. (Have a lots of score to settle :) )
The void is as big as her to fill up..
The time spent with her was among the most cherished..

By the way, if in case you havent murdered yourself, and you are still wondering am talking about dusk, then please stop...

Am indeed talking about dusk..

The dusk..
The twilight..
The evenfall..
The gloam..
The evening..
THE SANDHYA...

Keep rocking babes..