It was a fine September noon when we met about 2 years ago at her college’s annual culfest. I was hired to play guitar through a friend who managed the whole event. Smiti was part of a group of 8 girls who were participating in group singing competition and we had nothing but a funny bone in common. We used to have cooties for each other and never realized that it’d be so serious. I used to call her names like “Bhondu” (ugly), “Matey” (Mommy), etc… and she used to call me “Hatela” (dimwit). We had our share of ups and downs (as friends) and never really thought that we’d be so emotionally connected.
After a failed relationship with another girl from the same group (back in jan this year), I turned to her for support and it was she who cajoled me into proposing her. Yeah!! sounds kinda weird but I didn’t want to commit into any relationship knowing that I’ll inevitably end up leaving someone back here in India while I study for years in USA. Smiti somehow convinced me and I have cherished every moment since then – The day was 22nd April, 2007 in the evening at CCD Law garden.
Time was running short and I knew the day would come when I’ll have to say goodbye – just never thought that it’d come this soon. I had it all planned – from getting her a secret gift (Still a secret cause I plan to give it to her when I return back next year) to singing “Leaving on a jet plane” for her at the airport. Fate, however, has its own twisted ways. 3 days ago, Smiti got an acceptance letter from Vellore University (Tamil Nadu) and had to report there by 31st Aug. The tables had turned – Now I was the one who had to bid her farewell and I just have one complaint:
Why does it take a minute to say hello and forever to say goodbye?
yesterday was our final evening together and we celebrated our love with a homemade dinner and hugging each other and crying for eternity (it seemed). Tomorrow she’ll reach Vellore and we’ll never see each other again till next years December. All that remains of her memories is a little teddy bear she gave to me.
One kind kiss before we part,
Drop a tear, and bid adieu;
Though we sever, my fond heart
Till we meet shall pant for you.
~Robert Dodsley
July 31st, 2007 at 8:34 pm
Hey Vishwas.
I would have cried if i was not at a cafe. It seems that god also had something in store for you. Hope your love grows.
You two look as a purr-fect couple!!!
Happy journey.
July 31st, 2007 at 9:09 pm
Thank you Santosh… Our love grows by the day esp when we know that we have to make this relationship work. There is something about long dist relationship that can’t be explained. Everytime I hear her voice on the phone, its like an orgasm I’ve never experienced :razz: – Well you get the point anyway…