25 & a guest post!

When I started out the blog, I wasn’t very sure of how long I’d continue writing. But then here I am with the 25^th post :). Yes, 25 posts!! Quite a milestone for me ‘cause I never thought I could keep the interest alive for so long. It’s quite special, so if you think I’m going a lil’ overboard with my enthusiasm, tolerate me. C’mon guys, it’s a first 25 post blog for me, so :):)

Today is a day filled with specials.

First of all; Nutties, happy birthday baby. May you have the best of everything always.

Second of all; well this is my 25^th post. Yes, there I go again :):):)

Third of all; a special person writes a guest post for my blog. Ms. Sakshi Bual, I haven’t grown tired of mentioning how & why you’ve been special. To have written this post, entirely for me, is just wow J And not to mention, apart from poetry that you’ve been so good with, you ought to dabble with fiction once in a while. Don’t you guys agree? I’m happy & mighty proud of what you’ve belted out here.

Not everybody gets a second chance.

Every story has a beginning and an end. Happy Beginnings define worth of most of the stories but this one was different. It had to be... Because that's how it could have led to a perfect ending.

She lay there wondering how 5 years passed seeing the man she hated most in the world. She had every reason to do so. He was closest to the guy she ever loved. Every time the word 'closest' flashed through her mind, she felt jealous and insecure. She had lain down her priorities but conditionally.

She had met the 'man of her dreams', as she loved to describe him, 9 years ago. She was born and brought up in a conservative family, quite contrary to the personality she had: smart, chic and well dressed. Getting admission in the most happening college of the city followed by a 'well executed' planned proposal by this handsome guy made her feel on cloud nine. She was happy, gay, blissful and 'every-word-that-describes-ecstasy'. Movies, late night phone calls, and lavish dinners, long drives: she had the privilege of all those moments she ever craved for. It was 'THE PERFECT LIFE' for her, nothing less and nothing more could have tempted her now.

But then, Love stays with time, it's the magic that starts to fade and the worst part is that it's replaceable. Jealousy crept in as the replacement. She was jealous of his best friend who was always asked first, be it for a movie, a supper, a trip or anything where she expected to be prioritized. The feeling was getting more and more intense. She tried to understand but couldn’t. He tried to explain but couldn’t. The feeling couldn't sink in and so, her most precious relationship did. And the credits team had only one name: his best friend.

Finally she moved on, completely and adamantly. He insisted; she didn't come back. She made every effort to lose contact without knowing that 3 years later, she would have no other option. That she would want to talk but could not. That the feeling of jealousy would finally sink in. That she would be at peace yet confused and depressed.  That she would want to speak to him for just once. That she would want to rewind time. That she would want to ask for forgiveness. That she would want someone to understand her, hug her and rekindle that spark in her again. That she would want someone to help her unconditionally. That she would want someone to help her get over the guilt feeling that she could do nothing to save him.

Only she had moved on 3 years ago, time had preferred to stay still.

And today she lay there wondering how 5 years passed, rather flew, with the man who is now her husband, friend, companion and who did everything for that spark. They now know the reason why that one particular star shines so much more brightly. They now know that people are never bad; it’s always the circumstances that take over. You have one life and not everybody gets a second chance. Make the most of it and spread love as much as you can.