Friday, November 14, 2008

Bestest Person ....

We are destined to meet a few which we are destined to. sometimes it takes a lifetime to reach out to them, and sometimes they know you since a life-time before you connect to them. And then you know one thing for sure ... You can go to end of life and probably cross it but not lose them. This friend i am talking had known me for a year before i knew she knew me. We were destined to meet on May 1 2008 , but as Bangalore traffic wont allow me. She left the place at 6:00 PM and i recorded the attendance at 7 PM. So we did not meet. Jab We Not Met ... 
Since we did not meet  then , and we have still not been introduced to each other, there was no point in her inviting me to her birthday a couple days later. So again we did not met ...But not any distance could separate the poles of magnet apart for eternity. A friend , a mentor , a guide , a leader .... All know her by the time i finished it . 
So here she entered our house , a pleasant Sunday afternoon , and as one of us peeped outside , all ran in rooms ... to get properly dressed ... So here I was introduced to her . She recognised me , it was third time in my life , someone knew me beforehand. Then i  got the connection of her roomie as my project mate, and well i can now imagine the gossip session as to how i was so famous. 
So this lady is bindass types , speaks her heart out, but knows very well the limits. She is as mature as one might expect. There has been so many things i would love to pen down for her but i am sorry boss , i dont have the right. That right is reserved with someone who is perfect match for her. 
I have had the honours of going out on multiple trips with the lady. It started with Nandi hills , wherein she and her sis came along. Her sis is as sweet as she is, and she is definetly the elder sis any girl would like to have. A calculated freedom is what is granted , and unlimited fun is what is end result. She has the ability to lead, to direct the people towards a particular goal , and re-direct them to her wishes. She is one leader who set up the mood of the trip. 
Is she beautiful , no. Means , this question is not valid, she is re-defining the beauty with decency. a dusky beauty , with model looks and as God devoting separate time to knead the floor for this one in a zillion beauty with brains ,enabling her not only to take the breaths away but her talks stealing anything else that remains. She is one of the most beautiful girls i came across my life . Hazel eyes , killer smile , and more killer frown , and yay yay ... distinguish her from the rest. 
Her promptness to go to trips weekend over weekend is astonishingly similar to mine, with the only difference , she want to bike it all. And i want it anyway. She is one of the most open minded girls i met ( as expected , open minds sometimes ,.... ). Kidding , she is one who holds the head in the deepest problems i ever encountered. She is there as a helping hand when you need it. She is one trust i rely on. 
She is one who is all ears with genuine concerns to help you out , be it emotional breakdown or physical.She is there. If you trust her , she will always be there. Its you who might be more sure of yourself , or lost the way. But if u trust her , you will be safe. Trust me , she might act ignorant many times , but she knows it all. She tries to indicate, for an intelligent to understand , and for a fool to repent later. She wont invade your life, but can possibly tell you certain things which should be taken care of. Now not many trust me , but if you really do , trust me a bit more than you do to me . 
And on a personal note , I would love to write more , much more and much much more. I am running out of adjectives ( pardon for Poor English , i should have attended the school more regularly) , but as soon as I keep learning , i will keep on writing more and more..... 
You know you are best , we know you are best .... and that makes you my bestest person .... 
For tomorrow , the seven seas will separate but i will always cherish the fun , the mazza and the mochachillo .... 

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