Tricks of Universe

Last week something strange happened or I thought it would happen? I got to know that a certain person is in my city. I do not have any contact with him for more than three years. He had been blocked on all social sites by me, and I was relieved that even if he died I would not come to know. But the universe finds a way for me to tell that he is in town and within 100 meters of my exact office location(universe is perfect, I and he do not have no common friends, still). No worries, he cannot get into my office and I never go out during office hours so there will not be any chance of encounter. Then Universe plays another trick, and creates a situation where I had to go out during office hours to the location near the location where he will be(I for sure got to know he will be there). So with pounding heart I go out, catch a bus and go to near that place and be back, all the while anticipating an encounter. Oh well did it happen? No, this is how Universe works! But don't be disappointed, I had an equally unanticipated encounter meeting a person(who I would wish to go away from this world like woof.) in a place where never in my dreams I thought I would ever go or I would ever find someone. It was like what my friend said when I told her whole experience "What are the odds?"

PS: This post has been in drafts for two months

Where is the 'Good' in Goodbye?

I've never been good at Goodbyes, I always run out of words while parting away. How pleasantly people say ‘It was nice meeting you’, I can’t even remember to say this simple sentence.  Goodbyes make me sad, and leave me without words. No matter how carefully I choose the words I can never make any Goodbye sweet. There are times when I know that I will never meet the person again in my lifetime. Suddenly the world becomes an enormous pit, where people get lost. Things never come around and world is not small. Sure one can connect through internet and several other ways, but it never happens.  I want a few more talks to be exchanged before finally parting away. Or there are more than few talks, and more things to sort out and know and God only knows what. But I cannot hold the time, it moves on...

Unlove

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A heart that loves, eyes that care

A tongue that lies, for good or bad thee only knows

For hundred wrongs, one right is enough

For thousand tears, one smile weights more

Nothing could be more perfect, none was loved more

These sorrows of love never end

Not the lost love, the given-up love

This memory of love haunts always

Forbidden love seems truest…

Balloons

The last weekend in Hyderabad couldn’t be any better!

Saturday: Was like a normal Saturday, woke up early in the noon. The girls stuff was on, and one of us wanted to go to movie. Unluckily there were none good movies that weekend, but for crying out loud Mausam. I strongly refused to go to Mausam and we ended up with Force (Cry louder). After looking in two theaters for tickets, we could get in in cinemax. (Yes, want to inform me about online bookings, kill BookMyshow Hyderabad, it’s been down for months). So we lunched at KFC and started with Force. Every single stupid conversation (call it dialogue and you insult the term dialogue) in the movie was fired with my stupider comments and we three were only laughing in there. So, that was a refreshing comedy movie. After that we did some shopping. Of-course if girls go out and don’t shop it doesn’t count. So, a special Saturday went all normal.

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Sunday: It was planned with one of my other best friends, and I’d to shop some luggage as well. We completed all my work by 7.00 pm, and it was too early. Then he told he want me to buy a gift for myself, whatsoever was the reason I was not in a mood to shop, by the though in my mind that this will be my last time to be go around like this. And I couldn’t get myself any gift. Like all other times when we would fight forcing each other to buy gifts. Whenever we go out for dinner, it’s a ritual to go to cream stone. After dining in Chutny’s (yes, the one which has something to do with star Chiranjivi) for the first time, we reached our cream stone. The ice cream parlor I would miss most of Hyderabad, after chick biriyani. That has got so many memories attached to it that I can make a blog post on it too. We did not have any appetite left, but ice-cream can never be denied. We took our standard for him death by chocolate and mine mango with jelly toppings, damn they replaced mango with seasonal custard apple flavor. That is the last fruit on earth I would eat. So, anyways I took magic-pop. Sitting on the stairs outside the cream stone there was the balloon guy, holding four five dozens of red-white heart shaped balloons. My friend was blabbering and I was looking on those balloons all the time, now and then he would pluck the strings in a manner making balloons wave in beautiful patterns. No one bought a single balloon for half-an-hr. I told my friend, he told couples will buy them, I asked what do they do after buying them. He laughed out loud and told me they write their name on it and let it fly. Then I laughed out loud, for no knowing this stupid thing. All the while we chit-chat, my eyes were on balloons only, and I was thinking how hard his work is, standing so long and still there is no guarantee that he would be able to sell all of them. Some more time passed and few kids bought couple of balloons, that was a relief to me atlast. Whenever I go out and see people working so hard to make few bucks, I feel grateful to Allah that I’ve a decent job. Wooho… I drifted from the topic of post. So as my last Sunday was ending, while staring at balloons I was sure, I would miss a few good friends that I made here and the places I visited with them.