My Best Friend's Wedding..!!

HER POINT OF VIEW ::

It was his wedding day. As I finished giving touches to my mild makeup, my thoughts flew back to my college days. The first time I met him, he was just another face in the crowd. We met occasionally through common friends. We became good friends, always had fun at the other's expense. He never spared a chance to irritate me, which was not very difficult. We always ended up fighting and patching up the next day only to fight again. 2 years flew by but nothing changed. Our friends knew we were very close and teased us incessantly. We would blush but still continue fighting. Everyday I would wait impatiently for him to come. If I didn't see him for even a day my heart would not be in whatever I do. I would roam around listlessly. I attributed it to the fact that I did not have my daily quota of fights and patch up. We grew up together, but as we grew up we became more aware of our friends making fun of the usual teenage gossip and us. We slowly reduced our fights and spent less and less time together.

One day he came and told me that he was leaving to another city. I had always taken it for granted that I could see him whenever I wanted to. For the first time I realized how much he meant to me. All our friends were there to say goodbye. I wanted to say so much, but I didn't know how to convey my feelings. As the car pulled out, I realized at that moment that he meant more to me than anything else. He was my best friend but I also realized, I had unknowingly, unconsciously fallen in love with him. I wished he were there, in front of me so that I could tell him how I felt. But he was gone. There was not a day, not an hour when I didn't think of him. My friends realized something was a miss, as they had never seen me so silent and so lost in thoughts. When they found out the reason, they felt it was just a crush and that it would go away. Some suggested finding out his whereabouts, but I didn't want them to. I was happy to be in love. I didn't want to think that there were two possibilities, he might love me, but he might not. I was happy that I was in love and it was beautiful.

There were times when I would miss the sharing, the companionship, and the sweet nothings that people in love felt and enjoyed. My love was one sided but it was love nevertheless. He was always there in my thoughts and what better companionship can I ask for? Time flew. I went for higher studies and then to work. Through the years I heard bits and pieces of news about him. I heard he was abroad, studying. And then I heard he was in love.

My heart broke. The rational side of me knew that since I had never told him how I felt, I should accept what happened. But my heart cried. As much as I tried I couldn't stop thinking about it. I would spend the whole day putting up a smiling face for the people around me, and fall into my bed, tears streaming down my face. I realized I had to face the truth. He was my first love and would always be, but I realized life has much more to offer. I wanted to move on, be happy and maybe meet someone whom I would love and who would love me. Surprisingly fate decided to help me in its own way. I met his mom by chance and she promptly invited me for his wedding. I realized the only way to come to terms would be to actually go for wedding. I knew, once I see him happily married, I could and would get over it. I came back to the present with a start, as my mobile phone rang. It was my friend asking me out for a movie. I told her I was going to a marriage to meet a long lost friend and hung up. I was ready, to face reality.

PS say it guys.. before it's too late..!!

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My Best Friend in My Wedding..!!

HIS POINT OF VIEW::


I just came out of the shower. The new suit was lying on the bed. It was a memorable day for me, my wedding day. I was getting ready when my mother entered the room and told me that my friends have come and they are waiting to see me in the hall. I just glanced through the window n I could see all my friends chatting n laughing, people who have been with me through my thick n thin. And then I saw her, an angel, and my best friend. She looked really beautiful, had put on some weight, n carried the cute little smile that I always admired. I slowly started traversing back, memories started pouring in, and I t has been a long eight years since I last saw her.

I first met her in college. She was cute, shy and a bit funny too. We occasionally met through some of our common friends. Slowly, she became a part of my life. We used to have lunch together, gossip around, and make fun of the teachers and those were moments when we felt that nothing existed beyond us in the entire universe. She used to wait for me when I had special classes and pretend that she had missed the bus. Life was so much of fun. No day ended without fighting and patching up. At times, there was nothing to talk, but still I craved to talk. That's when I used this weapon of fighting. She was quite adamant, never gave up so quickly, n I enjoyed every moment of those precious times when we fought and argued and then patched up. There were times when our friends teased us of a growing affinity, something beyond friendship. I pondered about it at times, but she was very quick to dismiss it every time. I slowly started realizing that we were made for each other.

But, fate had other ideas. My father got a transfer and we had to move to another city in short notice. The day finally arrived, I expected her to say a lot, I was looking into her eyes, trying to read what¹s going on in her mind, realized at that moment, Einstein¹s equations were much easier to understand than what¹s going on in a girl¹s mind. She never uttered a single word, just said good-bye. Tears were flowing down my cheek, I thought she would understand at least at that moment, but rain poured in washing away my tears and with it my chance of being with my angel for life.

She never contacted me after that. I went abroad for my further studies. I always made sure that she knows what I am doing and where I am through our common friends, hoping against hope that someday she will realize the love for me hidden in the deep cavities of her heart, and she would say those words which I longed to hear for years. But it never happened. She finished her education and later she joined a reputed software company. I slowly started accepting the fact that I was not the kind of guy she would like to spend her life with. In the meanwhile, I met a girl who fell in love with me. Knowing the pain of an unfulfilled love, I accepted her proposal, and our marriage got fixed. But, I wanted to see my angel at least once in my life. I asked my mother to pass on the invitation to her; somehow I strongly felt that she would surely turn up for my wedding.

There was a thud sound and I came back to reality. She was still sitting there and laughing, maybe to one of the jokes cracked by my friends. I knew at that moment, mine was not a lost love; it will always be there in my heart. If it was there for eight years, it will last forever, till I reach my grave. Just that we had to move ahead in life, in different directions. I got ready and started walking towards my friends. I was ready, to face reality.


PS words wen left unexpressed may leave hearts broken.. ♥♥

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!f YoU @Re Not..!!

If you're not in love with a soldier, you can't know adventure. You don't know smelly gray PT uniforms that require a daily washing. You can't understand green and brown camouflaged bags flooding your bedroom floor.

If you're not in love with a soldier, you can't understand the meaning of the phrase "going to the field" and the weeks you spend away from each other.

If you're not in love with a soldier, you can never imagine the hole in your heart when that phone call comes? "Honey, I am leaving tomorrow to go overseas. I don't know how long I will be gone or exactly where I am going, but I want you to know that I love you - always!"

If you're not in love with a soldier, you don't know what it's like to say that final good-bye. You don't know what it really means to be glued to the television. You don't understand fear and you can't possibly understand the sleepless nights of endless crying wondering if you will ever see the love of your life alive again.

If you're not in love with a soldier, you can't know the immense joy, the uncontrollable smile, or the butterflies in your stomach when you see your soldier march into the family waiting area upon redeployment. You can't understand the self-control it takes to stand on the other side of the room as some higher-up gives a seemingly endless welcome home speech while all the soldiers stand in formation. You don't know what it's like to have that second first kiss or what it's like to experience puppy love all over.

If you're not in love with a soldier, you can't truly understand how to make every moment count because you never know when that phone call may come again.
 

PS::If you're not in love with a soldier, you can never really understand how very delicate life is..!!

 

L0vE..!!

Droping a note on one of the topics I preffer not commenting on..
O yes..it's LOVE..!!

Believe it or not but once in your life, you meet someone who turns your world upside down and then you are ready to aver  them stuff that you’ve never went halves with one more bosom and they osmose lock stock and barrel you say and as a matter of fact crave to catch manifold.

 You chunk utopia for the ulterior, castles in the air, bourne that didn’t hold breath and the numerous letdowns life has dashed at your face. When anything stupid yet stupendously miraculous.. incredible (to you) transpires, you can’t hold up to break the news to them about it, knowing they will share in your sparkle. They are not bugged to shed a tear with you when you are messed up and ail or roll in the aisles with you when you take down a peg. Never do they vex your emotions or make you feel like you are for birds, but rather they puff you up and grandstand you the little things about yourself that make you smashingly special, unique and even beautiful. There is never any twist arm, covetousness or clash but only a serene buttoned up calmness when they are any which way. You are then absolutely yourself and don’t frown about how they will take you because they love you for who you are.

The stuff that seems meager to most people such as a pic, a letter/e-mail, a song or walk become precious prized possessions locked safe in your heart to be cherished forever and ever. Flashbacks of your nonage come back and are crystal clear and vivid it’s like being young once again. Colors seem brighter, true to life and much more ablaze. Glee seems atom of daily life where earlier it was scanty or didn’t prevail at all. And a single hello or two during the whole long day aids to get you through a hectic work schedule and without a doubt brings a shining smile to your face.

While they are around, continuous conversation is not required; you are content in just having them nearby. Things that never drawn your attention before become alluringly enchanting owing to the fact that you certainly know the significance of this person in your life..  Who is so special to you. This person is in your head (read heart) during every occasion and in each of your deed. Even simple things draw them to your mind like an ashy blue sky, mild strokes of air, morning dew, sober sweet smelling flowers or a child’s smile. You agape your heart knowing that there may be a fall of cards..it may be pulled to pieces some day but in opening your heart, you get acquainted with a love and delight that you thought was never going to happen to you.

 More surprising is that you enjoy being vulnerable.. to allow your heart to absorb pure ecstasy that’s so real.. it scares you.. literally. You discover vigor in knowing that you have a sincere buddy and God willing a soul mate who will continue being true-blue to you till the end and even thereafter. Life appears poles apart in toto, thrilling yet so calm.. absolutely worthwhile..!!

PS nothing.. :P ( toldya.. i preffer not sayin much about LOVE..!! )

Be@uT!FuL Le$$0n......!!

The girl in the picture is  Katie Kirkpatrick,  she is  21.  Next to her, her fiancé, Nick, 23.
The picture was taken shortly before their wedding ceremony, held on January11, 2005 in the US .
Katie has terminal cancer and spend hours a day receiving medication.
In the picture, Nick is waiting for her on one of the many sessions of chemo to end.

In spite of all the pain, organ failures, and morphine shots, Katie is going along with her wedding  and took care of every detail. The dress had to be adjusted a few times due to her constant weight loss.

An unusual accessory at the party was the oxygen tube that Katieused throughout the ceremony and reception as well.
The other couple in the picture are Nick's parents. Excited to see  their son marrying his high school sweetheart.

Katie, in her wheelchair with the oxygen tube,listening  to a song from her husband and friends.

At the reception, katie had to take a few rests.The pain did not allow her to stand for long periods.

Katie died five days after her wedding day. Watching a woman so ill and weak getting married and with a smile on her face makes us think.....Happiness is reachable, no matter how long it lasts.  We should stopmaking ourlives complicated..!! :)

PS:

Life is short

Break the rules

forgive quickly

kiss passionately, love truly

laugh constantly

And never stop smiling

no matter how strange life is

Life is not always the party we expected to be

but as long as we are here, we should smile and be grateful..!!