Well here r some special dedications to u 😊
From Sneha -
Hey di m dadicated ths song to u as my big sis.
My dear Sis, you are the greatest there is,
And amazing in everyway.
I greatly may not admire and look up to you,
Each and every day.
You are always showing how much you care,
From your heart that is filled withlove.
You are a beautiful Angel,
Sent from the heavens above.
I am the luckiest grl in the world,
To have you as my sister.
We didn't played and laughed and had fun together,
bt still thr is a great bond that has always stayed true.
Big Sis you are always in my heart & thoughts,
And I am always sending you a hug and kiss.
You are my world and I love you so much,
Always and Forever...Your Lil' Sis SNEHA
*****
Surprised ur partner hasnt wished u..well well here is something special for u from him😳
I know its late,
But I realize now.
That your presence in my life
Has simply been wow.
I cannot recall what good did I do,
To ever meet a person like you.
You are always my shade,
You never let the lights fade
You have always been the one
Who wipes the sweat from my brow
Yes you are the one,
The only one
To whom would this head bow.
There is so much,
That I owe to you,
My happiness,
My success, and even my point of view.
With your little fingers,
The picture that you drew,
Has filled my life
With a happy misty dew.
Don't really know
How to thank thee.
All I can promise,
It will always be we,
And never about me
That I would always
Love and respect thou
Yes you will be the one
The only one
To whom this head would always bow.
There were times
When I would not know
My aims, my ways in life
And this pain and suffering would grow
I would search..
I would look around
Hoping that from somewhere..
I'll hear a soothing sound
Amongst those million faces'
Some old and some new
With that bright smile of yours
I would find you
You had all the answers
Even to the questions I didnt ask
Gosh'.you seemed like an angel
Wearing a mortal Mask
With your smile.
The light you'd show'
Will shoo away my worries
And the suffering would go
It was then
That I took this vow
That I would always
Love and respect thou
And you will be the one
The only one
To whom this head would always bow.
The end
wasnt this superb..but this is not all.here is an os😃
THE PROPOSAL
Everything was perfect. The time was 6:25P.M. Swayam had been setting this up for months. The location, the ring, the girl, especially the girl, was too good to be true. Sharon was an old soul. She loved everything old-fashioned and wore everything from her teenage grandmother's closet. She was dressed in a gray-slate sweater set and a charcoal pencil skirt. Her ensemble was crowned with a brilliant, scarlet, felt-tipped hat; complete with a black, silk ribbon. Her cinnamon braids twisted and bent as she looked over her shoulder, back at swayam; tantalizing him without even knowing it. His heart pulsed and thudded when her scent frolicked across his nose.
Swayam observed her with reverence. The site was so serene. Her silhouette was framed by the tangerine-glow of the sun; which made her stand out as the night does from the day. His gaze was hypnotized; his motion transfixed. It was as if she moved in slow motion. Her grace was incomparable; even to a gazelle. She was an angel among men.
He brought her to the meadow they both loved. The field was laced with wild flowers. Their fragrance fell between the billowing blades of tall grass. The pond beside their favorite tree rippled with anticipation, as if it knew swayam's plan. Leaves rustled in their branches gossiping about the two lovers. They had hiked there as children. They shared their first kiss. And now, he would hopefully add another happy memory to this place.
Sharon could not swallow the delight she felt. The love that had been shared in the beautiful setting could be felt in the breeze that brushed against her cheek. The rays of the setting sun were cooling as the light they detained abated. Old, gnarled trees took residence there and dimpled its refinement. She was glad to be with swayam and ecstatic he was there to share that with her.
Sharon was a wonderful photographer. She could not wait to capture the beauty inside of one perfect moment in time. The light was just right. The atmosphere and attitude of the new evening was matchless. Swayam was beyond compare. She could not think of a finer setting she would rather be.
swayam watched sharon as she set up her camera. He loved to watch her work. The look on her face of pure concentration and study was the one he adored the most. The way she knitted her eyebrows together with pure focus was so fetching. Her full lips were in a pout of frustration as she tried to find an even spot for her tripod. He offered his help, but she rejected it with the flick of her delicate, ring-less hand.
When she finally settled in a place she liked, she let out a sigh, as if she had been holding it the entire time. Now it was swayam's turn to breathe. In with the brave, out with the weak he told himself. The time was nearing. With either answer she made, it would be the beginning of a new life for both of them.
She stepped up to the camera and focused the lens. He steadied his hand around the box. They inhaled at the very same instant. She counted to three. On three, swayam held the open ring box up before the lens. Sharon only saw the twinkle of the bulb. She thought a shadow had crossed the scene. She missed the ring completely. Swayam did not have the courage to try again. He was too disappointed that his romantic gesture had been unnoticed and overlooked.
Sharon had seen what had happened. She had known all along how and when he was going to propose for his sister was a loud speaker. She asked swayam if he would take the next shot as she moved and directed a tangle of weeds. As swayam counted down, sharon quickly and quietly unfolded the answer to his silent question. On the wink of the bulb, sharon had revealed in the picture a simple, hand-written response: Yes.
This is not all..u r in for a treat today saky di-😉
RAINS...He was waiting for her. At the beach. Preparing to propose her.
She was taking longer than she was supposed to. He had called her a while back and she told she would be there in 10 minutes. 10 minutes had passed and yet there was no sign of her. He thought of the million times he had been late to meet her and of the few times she was late. But none of them were like this. None of those minutes were as long as a second today.
Hepractisedthe exact words he was going to tell her. Chanting them over and over in his mind. He looked back to see if she had come at the entrance of the beach. No. To relieve himself of the tension, he took a stroll through the beach. It was the first time he was doing it alone.
He saw the clouds darkening but decided that it was not going to rain anytime soon. The Sun was still casting its warmth through the clouds. And the sea was calm, preparing the bed for the Sun, where he would come after a short while. And like today, each day the sea looked different. Each wave looked different. He had always wondered why the beach was their favorite hangout.
And today, walking in solitude he thought he had found the reason. It was the unpredictability of the waves that made him love the sea. If the sea water was still, then no one would have come to the beach. They would not have come if the waves were all alike. Each wave brought with it a certain amount of unpredictability. Some waves were too small and went unnoticed. Some were very big that they kind of stirred up the people gathered near the shore with excitement and the fear of getting wet. Some waves promised to be big enough, but collapsed right before coming to the shore .And some waves brought things with them. It was a wave who gave the magic lamp to the Fisherman in the Fairy Tales. And now the lamp was replaced by things like sandals, bottles and trash. This unpredictability was the reason why he loved the beach.
He looked at his watch again. It had been 20 minutes that he was waiting for her. He turned to look at the entrance again. She was nowhere there. Just as he was turning back to the sea he saw a board giving information about the signs in the sea regarding Tsunamis. Then he thought of the thousands of lives the unpredictable sea had taken in the form of tsunamis. The monstrously mighty waves. That was when the word constrained came to his mind. Constrained Unpredictability .The waters were to be constrained. The waves when constrained to a small size brought joy and excitement. But the very same when united to become a monster, brought sorrow and misery. Just as he found a correlation to this theory of constrained unpredictability and life-he heard a sound behind him "Hey, sorry for being late".
He knew that sound. It was her. Suddenly he felt that she could have come a bit later. He turned around. And right then he saw the most beautiful face he had ever seen in his life. Her face was as charming as ever but it looked very different today. Or the feelings inside him told that it looked very different. He looked at her as if he had seen her never before but he knew the exact number and position of the moles on her face.
"Why are you looking at me like that?" she asked.
"Oh, nothing." Damn. I'm losing it already. He thought.
"So, what plans have we got for today? I don't want to stick around here so long. I have to be back before 9."
Her hair was swirling around in the wind. It was playing along with the breeze. Like the waves, it moved in a different direction with each blow of the wind. Constrained Unpredictability. He could see the kites- being flied near the beach- and her hair moving as if they both were part of the same music notes.
"Sure. You can be back before 9. Now, why don't we take a walk?"
"I think it is gonna rain. It looks like that."
"Nah. Not for a while, anyways."
"OK. So what plans today? "
"Aah, nothing planned. I heard that the movie which released yesterday is good."
"No,please. It's an action movie. I don't like them."
As they walked along the shore line though he was talking to her, he was more bothered about another thing. He was bringing about himself to ask her the question he wanted to ask her for the past couple of months.
But he wasn't sure of her reply. Unpredictability. A woman's mind was not constrained. It could react to a proposal from a man in a million of ways. Unconstrained unpredictability brought sorrows like Tsunamis.
Each day of a person's life was full of unpredictabilities. It was this that made life beautiful. What would be life if you knew what was supposed to happen today when you woke up? Whom were you gonna meet? What would be life if you knew what your lover was going to say when you propose to her? Sure, you would want to hear a YES, but if you knew that reply beforehand then what was the whole meaning of it? It is the unknown future that keeps us going. Hopes .Happiness and miseries both have to come unspoken. Each day in life was like a wave in the sea. Sometimes we have happy days, like a clear sea while some others are hectic days, gobbled up with giant waves of problems. But it is those moments of hardship that we went through which stays in our mind- like the huge waves we see at the beach. But we all have our own constraints on the size of a wave in the sea as well as in our lives. When it goes off the limit, it is catastrophe.
He felt that life itself was mirrored in the unpredictable waves. Some people went unnoticed like the small waves. Like the waves which collapsed as they neared the shores some people fell when they were at the edge of success. He decided that he wouldn't want to be such a wave in his life. He also didn't want the friendship he had with her to collapse at his proposal for love. His wave could grow stronger or it could just fall off right there.
"Hey, are you even listening?"
That woke him up from his thoughts. She had caught him and now demanded his attention.
"Yeah. I just 'em, I was just thinking about..which movie to go?"
"It didn't seem like that. OK. Whatever. So I just asked you, how is it going' your fifth sem. hoping to pass any this sem?"
"What do you mean 'any'"? I may not be a bookworm like you. But I managed to pass in 4 out of 6."
"Yeah, great achievement."
He hated her just at moments like these. Where she wanted to show the gap between their academic performances. She usually flew over the top and he was down below. Among Profs she was indeed the big wave whom everyone noticed. And he was the small one. He doubted if any of the Profs even knew him. Which he didn't mind at all.
OK. Going out of bounds. Focus on the proposal thing.
He started.
"So, why don't we go for that romance movie? I heard its good."
"I heard it su*ks. My friend watched it. She liked it actually and told me the story. It's a crap 'same old' story. It has this proposal scene where the hero proposes a girl after going out with her for more than a year and she was surprised at it and going to ecstasy and all. I mean, that's just dumb."
He had not expected that. The movie's proposal scene was exactly what had made him pull the subject to that. But things had gone unpredictable. And so did the world around him. The waves were now rocking against the beach. The clouds had formed far above him and her. The thunder made her face look gorgeous than ever. The wind was now trying to pull her hair off. The forces of nature had gone unpredictable without constraints. And his mind had too.
It came out of nowhere."I love you."
And then it rained.
**
It was still raining. From the window he could see the trees complaining to each other for being in the rain for 3 days continuously. But it was the rain that had kept him going for the last 3 days. He was at the hospital room looking at his wife, waiting for her to open her eyes.
She had been unconscious for the past three days. Stroke. And at the age 82, it was a very critical one. Doctors doubted a complete recovery. She was lying on the bed and he, waiting for her to wake up. He looked at her and thought that even at such an old age she still was the most beautiful person in the world. Over the years she had changed very much. But still she was as beautiful as on the first day he had met her. He still couldn't believe that they had been together for over half a century. They had their own World Wars and Cold Wars to deal with. But they still loved each other as if they had another lifetime beyond them. He thought about their first meeting and the day he proposed her. It all looked like yesterday.
And that was the moment when the word Constrained Unpredictability came back to him. Over the years he had recalled it many a times. But his life had never gifted him enough time to elaborate on that theory which he had found just before proposing to his wife.
He smiled as he recollected the basic statements of his theory as if it was some statement in his mathematics textbook. He liked its bookish tinge. Life was full of constrained, and sometimes unconstrained, unpredictabilities. Constrained unpredictabilities was the ingredient that made life beautiful. And thus life itself could be portrayed by constrained unpredictabilities. He couldn't but laugh at the form his theory looked like when put into three simple sentences.
He looked over at the rain behind the window. The rain was also unpredictable. It had ruined his moment of proposal as it rained out of nowhere, the moment he proposed to her. It came from nowhere, just like his words. He wasn't even sure whether she had heard him. He wished she hadn't for it had already turned out to be a flop.But it actually made a happier ending than the one he had dreamed of. As it rained they had immediately run together to a small shed and since the place was so small that it had hardly any room for the two of them, they were alone there. And while they were inside the curtain provide by the rain, separated from the eyes of the world, she had kissed him on his lips and they stood like statues except for their lips till the rain had cleared and the curtain was drawn off. And after that she told a rather unnecessary 'Yes, I love you too'.
The rain was getting stronger now. The rain was also like the waves. When unconstrained it brought havoc. But otherwise it brought life to an otherwise dry earth. And he thought about his life whose life was her. She made his life lively. He had seen his life in the waves at the time of his proposal. And now he could see her's in the rains.
Initially she was a drizzle. Quite, taciturn and bookish. He had no idea how they had started going out together. But when he had spent enough time with her she was charming and full of life. Like a tender rain. And then he could see the strong woman she was inside after their marriage. They had difficult times. They had faced near poverty. But her will, the same power with which the trees are thrown off their roots by the heavy rains, had made him made stand firm on his legs.
He looked out as the rains were now fighting with the distant trees. It was a fight the trees would find hard to survive. The rain was getting stronger and stronger. Just then, he heard a sound behind him.
She was gasping for breath. And her body was jerking on the bed. He reached for the alarm immediately. And waited for an era for the doctors to come for aid, during which he just held on to her and stop her from jerking. Through the window he could see the rains getting violent.
The hospital staff came seconds after the alarm started ringing. They immediately went to work with the doctors yelling at the nurses and all of them working strenuously for reviving her. Someone on the staff politely asked him to leave the room.
He looked over the mob of doctors. He couldn't see her properly. But he could see her face and her fight for her life was portrayed on her unconscious face. He went out and closed the door behind him.
He strolled up and down in the corridor. He very much wanted to know what was going on inside. But could not. He went near the window at the end of the corridor and took out a cigarette. The rain was getting more violent and he could hear the chattering sound and for the first time in his life, it annoyed him. He took another stroll and waited in front of the door to where his wife was. He wanted to go in but decided against it. When someone told him to put away the cigarette he went back to the window.
He could not say what had happened in the past few moments. But the rain had stopped altogether. He could see the streets all drenched and silent. Dead calm. That was what he saw out in the streets.
He saw a nurse getting out of the room and looking over at him. But he already knew what she had to tell.
-By amit
Now lets not keep u waiting more di..ye lo aapke partner ki wishes😳
Saky... my partner...I m gonna miss u yaar...u know u r the one who introduces me to the world of AT where I find the great bhootniyon ki toli aka sum cute amazing and lovable ppl but most important ly I found u...u r one of the best thing happen to me in this forum...u always care abt me loved me...had always taken extra time to post my work...hejeheheh...
I know u r not going permanent ly but to not talk to u for one day also I know how much my life will b empty...my sole reason of coming to AT was to c u and have a grt chat with u...
I know I m getting out of the board bt Kya karu tere saath connection hi aisa ho gya h...
So partner I m gonna miss u bt I promise tujhe daily scrap and pm karke I m gonna b in touch with u...
Lastly sum lines for u...
I wish you the courage to be warm
when the world would prefer that you be cool.
I wish you success sufficient to your needs,
I wish you failure to temper that success.
I wish you joy in all your day,
I wish you sadness so that you may better measure joy.
I wish you gladness to overbalance grief.
I wish you a humor and a twinkle in the eye.
I wish you glory and the strength to bear its burdens.
I wish you sunshine on your path and storms to season your journey...
I wish you peace in the world in which you live
and in the smallest corner of the heart where truth is kept.
I wish you faith to help define your living and your life.
More I cannot wish you except perhaps love to make all the rest worthwhile.
Poem for u...
Saying goodbye
Was the hardest thing to do
I never thought I would
Especially not to you.
You always listened
And knew what to say
Knew when to give a hug
When I was having a bad day.
No one will ever take your place
I can always promise you this
It's hard to find someone like you
So know you'll always be missed
Partner now I m not gonna bore u with my buck buck...
And yes sirf tere liye I have written two os...luv u my partner...
*****
So my dear sakshi di with this i should conclude..and run away before all ur friends decide to kill me for making this sooo boring..but kya karu..ultimately v will all miss u dil se and want u to enjoy today over here..All the best Di🤗
*****
Credits
A big thank u to rachael himani di and deepu di 🤗
Also wont say y but Shrutu kshtu and riu Di - u all r sweetheart love u❤️
And lastly amit bhai sorry for being late for making this thread and making it so boring😊
-Veronica
Edited by SwaRon_rocks - 12 years ago
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