Blast from the Past

Mum says that each incident in life, no matter how hurtful or uninteresting, occurs for a reason, that of teaching you something invaluable about yourself and more importantly about LIFE.

Growing up, I saw my sis and her best friend (Meenakshi) epitomising what I didn't have (read was missing out on). A proud loner who would just be happy with her books and TV, I can still recall what my dad once remarked, "Oh, H, well she doesn't have any friends.." Amazingly enough, I remember not feeling sad about it at all but kinda contend with myself and happy to continue my quest for finding "my Meenakshi".

My teenage years were spent antagonizing myself against the residents of the world (read malicious boys and girls) and then I FINALLY FOUND THE ONE... my first best friend.. we two could not have been more different (still) but that's the beauty of it. I once read that you love someone because you love the person you are (or become) with them. She, with her fun (read bindaas) ways, could not have been a better match for a serious soul like me. I will never forget the 'IT' moment when it hit me that SHE's THE ONE..

My entry into adulthood was marked by the profound realization that everyone is unique in their own way and that I should appreciate and learn from them at all times. This remarkable shift was, as I'm sure you can reckon, not easy but nonetheless, did lead to a number of massive changes in my ways of being. In fact the very first poem I ever wrote was about this and was titled 'Changes in Me'.. will try to dig it out whenever.

This was followed by my ways taking up vivid anti-social hues as I immersed myself in the world of information and knowledge (am tempted to write wisdom as well but Oh, who am I kidding?!?!)

During this time, the Gods finally smiled and blessed me first, with my second best friend (call her my best friend from college who sadly is with them now) and then MY SOULMATE (read "my Meenakshi")..

Words are not enough to describe how I feel for her. In fact, I don't need words to express how I feel to her because she already knows. Never knew a connection between two people could be so strong and so liberating that it just makes me want to cry. I wrote a poem for her titled 'A Prayer of Thanksgiving' as she entered the second stage of life (will post that as well).

So as I sit here thinking about and terribly missing these three amazing women, I just want to THANK GOD FOR THEM and CRY, spilling out tears of happiness for having them in my LIFE FOREVER...