i have never written about S.
i know you all know who she is,
but i have never really written about her.
since today is our anniversary,
and i doubt that i will be giving her any present,
i thought a blog about her would be the perfect little gift.
where do i start from.
she is little.
she is 5 nothing as she always tells me of her height.
she is the one in her group of her friends who is always given the extra mile of attention.
she is the one who is much loved.
she is the one everyone calls when they need to come up with a story to tell their parents.
she is the one everyone calls up to make a plan.
she is a sagittarian too.
her birthday just passed on the 28th of november.
our birthdays are 2 days apart.
she is the sweetest little thing i have ever known.
and i would like to quote an incident to support my statement.
one night last year,
she was going back home from somewhere at 1 with her sister and brother in law,
and there was a kid on the road with no shoes and no sweater on a very cold
december night selling newspapers.
she was 2 minutes away from her house,
so when she got home she asked the brother in law if he would take her back to that kid.
he said yes.
she went inside the house,
got a sweater,
shoes and some clothes and drove back in a hurry praying he hasn’t left.
she found the boy,
got out of the car,
made him wear the sweater and the socks and sent him home.
how many people do you know in this day and age who do that anymore?
i don’t know of anyone.
when she told me what she did,
i fell more in love with her.
everytime i remember that,
i fall just a little more in love with her.
i don’t know of anyone with a faith as strong as hers.
she knows what she believes.
and she sticks to it.
she’s stuck by it for 5 years.
her faith is pure.
her beliefs are powerful.
if it wasn’t for her,
i wouldn’t be the person that i am today.
she has made me a better person.
she has made me a person from a wreck with no aim.
she has always been there for me.
she is my bestestest friend.
“you are my best friend..
best friend with benefits..”
she is the only person in the world i have been myself with.
i don’t know what it is about her,
but there is something about her.
maybe it’s the way she laughs..
maybe it’s the way she tells me she loves me..
maybe it’s the sweetness in her voice…
we have no secrets.
we tell each other every little thing.
and that’s something that i learnt from her.
she tells me every single thing about her day,
not because she is supposed to,
but because that’s the way she is.
it doesn’t matter how silly a thing is.
we always tell each other.
i’m still learning though.
we never get sick of talking to each other.
it’s been almost 5 years (mashallah)
and her story remains the same.
baby its 130am/2am/3am/4am/430am,
i have to wake up for work at 830.
and i say meri jaan let’s go/go/you have work in the morning/lets get in bed,
and she says but aap say baat kartee jaanee hai.
(but i want to keep talking to you)
it never fails.
it’s still the same.
and the next day it’s still the same conversation.
“baby did you wake up araam say in the morning?”
“uff jaan you don’t understand.
i just couldn’t wake up.”
“i told you at 12 lets go and you said no i want to talk to you.”
“haan baby, you are so kind. so sweet.”
“but i am:)”
“i swear if you were in front of me i would’ve smacked you so hard”
the conversation ends with me laughing,
or what is better known as “the bastard laugh.”
and then a few laadis and na karos and acha naaas and it’s all okay again:)
she makes me want to take care of her.
i want to wrap my arms around her,
and hide her from the world.
i’m going to take her away from everything and everyone.
we need atleast 7-8 years to ourselves.
just to make up for all this time,
and all these years.
and inshallah we will.
she’s so good for me.
i know that she’s the one for me.
i know she’s my one.
i know she’s the one i’m going to end up with.
i know she’s the one i’m supposed to end up with.
she is my little baby.
my little sweetheart.
she’s my dream.
she’s the lyrics to all my songs.
she’s the reason i am.
she’s all my reasons.
she’s my jaan.
she’s my chonee.
she’s my jia.
she’s my best friend.
she’s my family.
she’s my home.
she’s my life.
she’s my hope.
she’s my faith.
she’s my love.
she’s my destiny.
Joyful the moment when we sat in the bower, Thou and I;
In two forms and with two faces – with one soul, Thou and I.
The color of the garden and the song of the birds give the elixir of immortality;
The instant we come into the orchard, Thou and I.
The stars of Heaven come out to look upon us –
We shall show the moon herself to them, Thou and I.
Thou and I, with no ‘Thou’ or ‘I’, shall become one through our tasting;
Happy, safe from idle talking, Thou and I.
The spirited parrots of heaven will envy us –
When we shall laugh in such a way, Thou and I.
This is stranger, that Thou and I, in this corner here…
Are both in one breath here and there – Thou and I.
you make me belong.