Thursday, May 29, 2008

there is something about....

“Dude!!! What s wrong with you? she s not attractive, she s not good looking, she s not fun to be with, she dose not like sports… I can go on on for days. But you!!! You say you like her. you say you think you love her. are you crazy? Find yourself a good one. Actually you don’t need to find anyone. There are lot of girls eyeing you. Look at Neha! She s fun, she s hot. And almost the whole group knows that she has a crush on you. But you go on to chose Sowmya. Tell me one good thing about her yaar. And you tell all this now on communicator instead of telling it to me during the trek. We had 2 days. When we did nothing but walking and talking.” said i to Srinivasa“I don’t know. But definitely not Neha!!! She s not the kind of girl I want to spend my life with. Agreed that she s fun and all but definitely I cannot imagine spending my life with her.”“Alright. Not Neha. But why Sowmya? Just tell me one good thing about her!!!”“Man!!! A girl does not have to be beautiful or attractive or fun for you to like her or fall for her. It is something about her. I don’t know how to explain.”Long silence…Then again srini started…“ ok answer my questions. Are you very intellingent? Were you the topper in you class?”“No I was not topper”“are you very good to look at? Very handsome? With 6 pack abs etc etc?”“No I am very ordinary.”“are you very obedient? Do you listen to everything your parents tell you? Have you never disappointed them?”“no I am not very obedient. I have disappointed them couple of times.”“but still they like you. Why is that?”“that s because I am their son. You are talking about 2 completely different things”
“No just because you are their son does not mean that they should always love you. They do so because they find something in you. Something which may be you don’t know. Ok forget about them. We have been friends for a long time. We have fought, may be I have at times hurt you and may be you have at times disappointed me. But still here we are. Good friends. I know that I can always count on you. Dose this have anything to do with being handsome or intelligent or fun?”“No. I don’t think it has anything to with them.”“exactly. We are friends because i know that deep within you there is friend whom I can trust. And who is worth a lot. I hope you think the same way about me too.”“ya I too think the same way. But what s your point? How is this similar to your case?”“sowmya is good to be with.when she s with me time just slips by. I used to go to beach every evening and spend some time alone. I used to feel good doing so. But now every time I go to the beach I remember her, not that I do not remember her otherwise. But now when I go there I wish she were with me, walking hand in hand along the beach, the sun almost settling down into the sea, waves kissing our feet, wind blowing her hairs, making them touch my face…”“Ok buddy. Better stop imagining and return back to the topic.”“yes. All I wanted to say is that there s something about her which drags me towards her. Something which makes it easy for me to relate to her. I don’t know how to describe that something. It is not some kind of attraction or crush. I never felt that for any girl.”“hmmm if so then she must really be something. I know one thing for sure. She has her heart at the right place. She is a good friend. If you really like her then tell her.”

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