August 21, 2010 was the day planned for a get-together with my friends, my lovely friends. They say, “the feel that touched our heart can never be expressed in words” and that’s true. It was 5.56am in the morning, I suddenly got woke up. Usually this is not my time of waking up as I was in American time, this is completely unusual to me and I was tired enough because of my journey and haven’t took a nap in the morning. While going to bed I thought next morning I would be sleeping completely and would miss the plan. But it was 5.56am when I woke up too early that left me with enough time to get ready.
I was ready and with much eager I was waiting for the day to greet it with my smile. I was on my way to catch my two people who were waiting for me. It was although late, I was happy to see the faces I yearned to see. I was out of mind and realised I have conscious but everything subconscious. I can’t get that reality and I was very still as I was in a dream. Though I didn’t find myself involving in the scene, everything I craved, has clicked in my heart like a life video that will never be destroyed.
For the first I caught one of my friend, she is a playful enthusiastic companion was searching me wearing a blue salwar with a sandal bottom. I was happy to see her and was talking to her happily moving ahead too catch the next one. The good-hearted guy sitting on a bike ahead of us wearing a green striped T-shirt and a blue jean was smiling, but till the very end I didn't find an opportunity to really have time with him.
She was in an eager to show her new Honda Activa to us and called us to see it. Then we went to buy salwar for the one, my dearest one, who was having her birthday, celebrated a day before. It was very sad that we couldn’t even find one that suits the most beautiful lady. So we went on to pick up for her husband who was born on the same day as his wife. We three went on beautiful fights in picking up a shirt for him. One told dark colour suits him best and he likes that too. At last he took one stripes shirt and we two liked it and we chose it. Next we moved on to kids section to buy something for their son. One green closed neck T-shirt clicked my eyes and I said to him, “this is nice”. He liked that too and took it in his hands. It read these words, “I am messy and loud but I’m good at it”. Secondly my friend took a cheerful blue T-shirt and we three liked it and chose it.
It was raining... Oops... We planned to get there by a taxi. But before my friend needs to place her vehicle safely. So we two got in the Activa and went to her home to place it. On the way we were chatting all nice things and about the beautiful bikes that were crossing us and once reached she asked me to come to her home and we went inside, she showed me her rooms and placed her helmet and locked the door and we walked out to see much water staying like a dirty pond outside in the road. I usually have a tendency from my childhood to jump on the muddy water and enjoy the splashes of it on me but that day I’ve to maintain my neatness because that deals with my friend’s home too. Inspite of the muddy heavy traffic road, we managed to get on the taxi and went on the way to her home.
I was a little unhappy about the time because we were late. I’ve planned to spend sometime with her but that was unfortunately lost. In the taxi, both of them explained the places of their residence and the places they have visited alone and with their friends and the place where she is going for her music class (passionaaam...). I was quietly seeing all those like a child. I was watching the playful chatting of them. I usually have much interest in enjoying the casual and playful chat. I was enjoying the rain outside. It was beautiful to see a vast view of rain falling down all over earth, the sky still bluer, the white shattered clouds, the greens dipped and washed clean in rain, by the way I saw wheat field that was getting it’s shower in rain. One of my friends asked the driver to play the song and it was nice to hear anbil avan in the rain with my dear ones around, I’ve heard this song before but when those words “inimael puyal veyyil mazhai, paalai solai ivai, ondraaga kadappoamae” sounds, it really sounds in my heart. When we reached there, we remembered that we’ve forgot to buy flowers. Oops and that was made remembered by him, what a perfect family man, my friend told me that he should be got fixed in marriage. It was raining outside and we two girls were on the same umbrella to her home. I love travelling in heavy rain within a same umbrella. By the way my friend’s husband was standing outside and noticed us. We went and were most warmly welcomed which I didn’t expect from her husband whom I didn’t even meet. We went inside and it was a beautiful home where I can feel love resides. Usually it’s prominent that every home speaks off its nature. Many will scare us with emptiness but this was beautiful and that could only be possible as it carries two beautiful souls. Her husband showed us the photographs. I was in the kitchen with my friend on my way to confuse her cooking. My friend’s sister-in-law was another warm-hearted jovial soul and was all along mingling with us like we were friends for years.
It was loooooong time, I met her really and was having time with her. Though she was busy in her cooking, I was happy being with her. We were chatting, playing, teasing around and what all we did, made happiness shower in that place. My heart’s yearning, the craving of such a day with all my loved ones around me within a single shelter turned out to be the heaven. Really it was like being in heaven, playing, chatting, teasing and all good things stayed there. We had our feast together, yes my friend’s briyani and her fish fry were awesome. It was not just because of the dish but because it was made by her... Then we had a good time together with my friend’s song in the end, “karpoora bommai” my favourite one I love to hear it from her as she fills the flavour of it very perfectly. Later we had black forest on table for the beautiful family... Oooooo I received the first piece from my friend after her husband, I was sooooooooo happy..... Then she wiped the cream on my face all over and it was the nice time I had ever... Then with all the creams all over our faces we took a snap... I held her hand, it was loooooooooooong time we had our hands held. We are known for it. But I was very happy to hold her hand and was dipping to my past. She gave me a rose that was so beautiful as her heart, the third rose from my friend. I still have preserved the two roses she gave me. This is her third one, one of the beautiful petals of her heart... She asked me to pin it in my head, but I have no heart to pin it. I was having it in my hands smelling it and was enjoying my friend’s face in it. With no heart to leave we left her home. While going I clasped her hands and she did clasp mine and I was happy even though I’m going I felt she needs me more. Her husband has sent us off with a warm heart. I loved his character of being so courteous towards her friends...
At last with the wonderful memory of having spent time happily with a beautiful family... sorry I have no heart to end this...
