Mavi's OS ( PM's later)

As I was sitting in the hospitalchair I couldn't stop my mind from wandering to the day I met her.She was 21 and I was in the finalyear of my college. I never believedin love at first sight until I met her.With the sun shining behind her shelooked like an angel walking down the stairs. I immediately found out what her name was thru one of her friends and all her other details. I stood at the same place at the same time everyday just to get a glimpse of her until one of my friends urged me to go and ask her out as the year was about to end. I was shy by nature and dated very few girls in the past. I picked up my courage and introduced myself and before I could open my mouth to tell my name, she said "I know, you are jalal. You live at Mahanagar sector 12 and you are in

your final year; tomorrow you have

your last exams and you have been

watching me for over 3 months

now! " I was flabbergasted.

"Okay since you already know so

much of information about me, can

I take you out for dinner tomorrow

night.

"You have been waiting too long

and I don't want to say "NO. But

tomorrow soon after my exams I'm

leaving for Delhi. So shall we

grab something to eat at the

cafeteria now?

She looked so beautiful and her

eyes smiled when she smiled. My

heart was beating fast and I could

almost hear it. Blood rushed to my

face and I knew my ears were

turning red. That always happened

when ever I was nervous.

She looked more confident than

me; but at the same time she was

down to earth. So we went to the

cafeteria to eat lunch and she kept

prodding me with questions about

me and my life. I asked her how

she found out about me and we

were giggling soon enough.

She said she had had a good time

and would see me tomorrow before

she left. I was in cloud 9.

After my exams were over there

was a classroom party and I had

totally forgotten that she had said

that she would meet me. At 5:30 I

ran to her classroom but it was too

late. I was in agony. I will not be

returning to the college again and I

was sure she would have forgotten

all about me when she came back

from her vacation. But deep inside

I felt there was more between us. I

felt like I had known her for a very

long time and we belonged to each

other. I missed her terribly and

sighed.

I started handling my ancestral business mughal groups . I thought about her

often. I had never thought about

myself as a creative person but I

started a journal and wrote poems

in it. Poems about the pain and

anguish of a lover waiting for a

loved one to return. About waiting

for that one love that feels so true

that there is no pretense or no

need for explanation. My book

grew in size and my one date with

her felt like eons away.

I dated many other girls after my

friends started setting me up. I

knew they thought that I was

stupid pining for a women whom I

got to talk to only once. But that

one time never equaled to all the

hours that I spent with countless

other women.

She was just 3 hours away. I had

contemplated many times to go to

college and find her. But it was

better to be in love with her in my

mind and heart and poems than

finding out she did not have the

same feelings as I had for her.

I was fed up with my dates and

refused to go out anymore when

my friend begged me saying that

this would be the last one. I agreed

reluctantly and went to the

restaurant. It was dimly lit and I

was having goose pimples for no

reasons. I, who had become

immune to these blind dates,

started feeling nervous. My heart

started pounding when I saw that

the girl that I was meant meet was

already there waiting for me. I had

purposely come 20 minutes late

and so I hurried in with a big smile

to apologize.

When she lifted her head, my head

started spinning. I couldn't believe

that I had kept the one girl I had

wanted to meet all these years

waiting for 20 minutes. I kept

nodding my head and couldn't

contain my happiness on seeing

her.

"How are you? she gleamed. I

didn't know my blind date would be

someone I already knew.

"Me either. Did you wait for me

after your exams? I asked.

"I waited until my dad got so mad

that he was almost going to take

off without me. Why didn't you

come? I thought that the one date

that you had with me had made

you change your mind. I felt very

bad though at that time, I felt we

shared more than that one

moment. I felt we were meant to

be. I have never felt that way with

anyone else so far. She explained

and looked up at me with tears

sparkling in her eyes.

She looked as beautiful as the day

that I had set my eyes on her. Now

she was saying the things that I

had rehearsed a 1000 times to tell

her when I met her. Now I didn't

care if the whole world saw me, I

was in love with this woman and

never wanted to lose her again. I

got down to my knee and proposed

to her and asked her if she would

marry me.

She nodded "YES and the kiss that

we shared that night in front of 100

people sealed our life together.

We got married that summer. I got

my book of poems published and

dedicated to her. We have spent

nearly half a century together.

During this time we have fought

many battles and made many

peace treaties. We have travelled

around the globe and experienced

the wonders of nature together.

We have had 2 kids as a proof of

our love. Stood by each other

during all the crest and troughs of

life. Seen our bodies transform with

time. But nothing changed our love

for each other.

Today may be time will finally win.

Time was asking me to believe that

my love can cross the boundaries

of this physical world.

So I walked into the ICU again.

Now it was for me to decide

whether I wanted her to be tied to

these tubes so that I can continue

seeing her or let her go and believe

that I will be meeting her soon.

I held her hands and spoke to her.

I said I didn't want her to suffer

anymore and will meet her soon. I

nodded my head to the doctor and

held her hands.

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