Head and Shoulder

Your head nestled against my shoulder and a feeling of finally having someone to look forward to. 

Abiding memories of a long gone NY's eve :)

Happy New Year Diamond :)

In Person...

Happy Birthday Diamond :)

Just realized that for all the years I've known you, I've never been able to wish you, in person, on your birthday. Except once.

Rest of the years it has been through a via media, email being the most preferred option (though Whatsapp made its maiden appearance this year :D)

Anyways, rock on Diamond, as always :)

(PS: Did you know that the one time I wished you in person was also the day I realized I was madly in love with you?)

Last Call

From '55 minutes 34 seconds' of absolute random nonsense to a '10 second' goodbye. It remains the last time I ever heard your voice.

(PS: I still have a gift wrapped Lonely Planet guide that I have no clue what to do with.)

An Evening to Remember...

It started with a horrible cup of cold coffee (best forty bucks ever spent, I think, considering what happened next :D). Followed it up with an amazing glass of chocolate milkshake (your very first). Then a ticketless train ride (not a first for me) and a serene evening walk (a first for both of us). It ended with me missing the first half of a live Manchester United game (an absolute first for me).

An evening to remember...even after all these years :)

Sweet November

November has arrived and soon it will be November 9, a date which is indelibly etched in my memory.

November 9 (night): I've just come home to THAT email in my Inbox.

November 9-10: Email replies go back and forth (with some amount of color coding involved - Black, Red, Blue, Green).

November 10 (evening): I give in (well frankly, I was bullied into giving in :D)

Looking back, giving in was the best decision I ever took. I have nothing but beautiful memories of the rest of that November.

Actually, now that I take a closer look, November 9 that year was a Sunday too!!

Would love a repeat performance :)

Archive

It's been ages since I've had an email conversation tagged as 'Distraction' sitting in my Inbox. Let's see till when it remains sitting there before I archive it.

And then read it over and over again.

Flashback

It is often said that just before you die, your whole life flashes past you in a second. And I always thought that this statement made no sense as its truth could never be verified. Until recently.

As I lay bleeding and mangled on the expressway, hovering somewhere between the thin line separating life and oblivion, for a second I caught a glimpse of you. 

I don't know what this means. Was it the sum total of what my life had been till then? Or maybe, just maybe, what it could have been?