It’s all but natural that most of us have pondered many times over about what exactly to tag as love and what just another passing thought (ah! you can term that as ‘chhok’- enlightened people who understand ‘this’ will appreciate- others just forget about it :)), but when you meet someone…you know he is the ‘one’. Yes! the kind of proverbial, cheesy- ‘someone special’…you know it from the very beginning….and coming from someone who has believed all her life that “being in love is a state of mind”, you got to take that seriously.
does that feeling change you? transform you?…Well! it just makes your friend and family complain that they you dont have time for them anymore 🙂 It makes some one google ‘purboraag’. It makes a self confessed Bihari babu take a liking for everything Bengali (which coincidentally is his mother tounge too :P)Change..yes! thats happens a bit….you remember ‘him’ everytime some one mentions something even remotely funny you shared with him. and you talk…talk absolute nonsense.take his trip.make him promise that he will buy you what not….and then think again……and talk…and moments are created one after the other….forever.
To say ‘thank you’ for letting me be myself…and to accept me the way I am, will be..err! quite dishy and PDA stuff, which I am told is not quite fashionable. But then agian, who doesn’t like mush? and who minds all those couple things?
Looking forward to a lifetime worth of ‘friendly dinners’. 🙂