Monday, 5 August 2013

Thank you.

I have been in a serious relationship for more than two years now. There have been good times, there have been bad times. There have been times when you are so in love that it’s like a dream and then there are times when it all goes down the drain with frustration levels reaching an all time high. So how does this all work out? To be very honest more than 90% of the times it’s the girl, males have a very low maturity level and an even lower sensibility level. So here I am thanking the girl who is my world, my life, my best friend and my universe.
    Firstly the most important thing which sustains our relationship is that she is my best friend. I can talk to her about anything ranging from sexual fantasies to which party should rule the nation, from which movies to watch to what should be the colour of the shirt I am going to wear.  Another thing which adds to our chemistry is the fact that we are never afraid to disagree, infact we disagree on most issues. I remember her saying once “you purposely always disagree with me to irritate me and then laugh.”(Though it is true at times) mostly its not true. We disagree on the strangest of issues and vehemently argue on them. Issues like who was at fault on the road or on the characteristics of a certain person. I vividly remember we once argued on why its called “once upon a time in Mumbai dobora” with her saying that once upon a time can only happen once. We even argue on intellectual topics like who is a better PM candidate, Rahul Gandhi or Modi. These arguments are usually pretty heated and even though usually I concede defeat when they reach a boiling point, she knows inside her mind that my stance has not changed one bit.
    Secondly I would like to thank her for doing crazy things with me and not shying away from being herself. We have travelled in an animal ambulance full of puppies. We have bunked college to watch a movie together just randomly. We have gone to places like the planetarium or the Akshardham temple. We do stuff like photo bomb random people in malls or walk between couples holding hands and walking. She is bar far the craziest person I have ever come across and can surely say that no one can attain a level of crazy higher than hers.
  Thirdly but also very importantly is that we don’t forget the romance part. We know the line between overdose of romance and romance (to be honest she knows it better than me, if it were upto me I’d be romantic 24*7 but then she doesn't see herself through my eyes. If she would, she would know I am staring at god’s most exquisite creation.)  We go on romantic dinner dates to nice and quiet places with nice music in the background. Oh and how she looks on those dates. Alluring would be an understatement. I remember once we went for dinner, she wore a blue dress, a hint of kajal in her eyes which was not too much but just perfect.  Her wavy hair falling down beside her glowing face till a bit below her shoulders. It was an enchanting feast for my eyes. These dinners are usually followed by coffee and a long drive. These are the days which I honestly look forward to the most beyond all other things. (can’t wait for the next one.)
The list can go on and on but one thing I mustn't forget to thank her for is for bearing with a guy like me. I tend to lose my cool (pms she calls it) when I need not and then raise my voice unnecessarily. (Not that I don’t regret it later, but still. I am a bit hard of hearing and she has to repeat herself many times and even though she hides it most of the times I know she is understandably irritated. I tend to speak at supersonic speeds and thus I have to repeat myself most of the times. I am pretty slow so I need explaining to the simplest of statements and above all I have been told that my jokes have the power to kill, so for dealing with this among many other things I thank her.

  Thank you for standing by me when most wouldn’t , thank you for caring for me when I needed care but not sugar coating anything you said in light of the long run. Thank you for surviving my jokes, most don’t.  I love you straight to my last breath and I promise you can always count on me, you will have me always. En siempre.

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