The Beginning of the End! Part-2

Four years since my last post. Wow. A lot has changed. As we Indians say, I became a man (in a lot of contexts). I traveled a lot in America. I took my first international vacation to Israel, though it was just for one week. A post on that later. Las Vegas did make me forget a lot and accepted me as a part of it. Back to the future now.

Here I am in Hyderabad on a public holiday, checking into a hotel at Lakdikapul with the manager there asking me if I need a room facing the street or want a quiet room for studying. I preferred the quiet room and got settled in after letting my girlfriend know that I will meet her in an hour or two. I got freshened up, took an auto-rickshaw and left for Himayat Nagar- a place where my school is and a lot of places for youngsters to hang out and also the place where I was to be interrogated by her friends. There she was tall, dark(I mean the hair here. I never got the exact meaning of what it is meant to add beauty to) and beautiful standing with her friend. After a few exchange of pleasantries we went to the fast food joint where three more of her friends joined us. And I was nervous as shit. Almost a foot shorter than my girl(not exactly a foot but a few inches. Three exactly) and with her friends looking at both of us, thinking whether to accept me as their best friend's boy, giggling at each other. It was almost as if the supervisors were discussing whether to give a salary raise or not, as I already had the job. The four girls sounded nice and and were nice to me as well. Later my girl told me that they liked me.

After meeting them I started back to my hotel. Since I wasn't earning anything back then and with a limited six notes of the five hundred denomination I just slipped into my bed, switched on the TV and dozed off. The rest of the day or night was spent talking to her on phone and deciding the places as to where to meet the next day. We met the next day and she bunked her college and we went to a movie, lunch and then to a beautiful park called 'Lotus Pond'. Its a beautiful park and it was pretty obvious it was maintained by a private group when the security guard started following us everywhere inside, making sure we were not making out. Still we found a way to outsmart him and into a beautiful enclosure of flowers and benches. I pulled her to the side, by the wall and kissed her cheek and neck. I was hot. Literally. I was burning like crazy. She was a little taken aback when she touched me. When I was about to kiss her (she wasn't ready for that though), lo and behold the guard found us. He didn't say anything, he was just watching and that was enough to creep us out. We left the enclosure, roamed around the park a little more. Took some pics of her off her phone and we were on way back to home. I dropped her off and went to my hotel room.

It was the day to leave Hyderabad and it was ethnic day in her college. So she told me that she wont be able to meet me afterwards and that I can come and meet her at the spot where she takes the bus to college. I was shaken a little. My ego was bursting out. It was like "Here I am, travelling 1400 KMs to meet her and spending four days inside a hotel room doing nothing and she says she cant meet me?" I agreed to meet her there. I checked out of my hotel room and was down to my last 400 bucks. Still, I took an auto and reached her place. Her dad dropped her in their Maruti car. Wow. She was stunning. I meant my girl. She was in a dark blue saree with a black blouse. I still remember that moment. She was gorgeous. She came and said "Hi" and we chatted a little before her friends joined her. Her friends started wondering who she is talking to. She joined them and was talking to them while I started simmering. The Leo in me couldn't hold himself any longer and I told her am leaving and got hold of an auto to the railway station.

On the way, the Leo in me got back to his senses and called her. She was angry. The Libra's wrath was no match for the Leo. She was on the bus to her college and she didn't talk anything. I said sorry multiple times and then she spoke. Everything she said felt right to me. I begged for her forgiveness and she agreed to meet me later. In a few hours time. Mindful of the diminishing finances, I took a bus this time. I met her in the bus stand and we took an auto to nowhere. We didn't know where to go. We told the driver a destination and he went on while we chatted and made up. When we had already reached the destination, we changed autos and got back to the same place where we got previous auto. We did a lot of touching and we(read I) couldn't take the hands off each other. Now I realize, why the monks are celibate. A single touch of a woman will make you crazy and forget everything. I dropped her at her home, said our goodbyes and was on my way to the station. I took my luggage from the cloak room and boarded the train back with 50 rupees in my hand.

It has just started. Time for the downfall.

The Beginning of the End! Part-1

Hey guys. Wassup. I ended my last blog post with how I went back home after dropping her home. I then left for Chennai and my friends came to see me off. That was the best New Year I had ever had and will always remain. At home in Chennai, they were the days of my final year project and we four of us friends used to roam around in the name of working for our ambitious project for a big ATM manufacturing company. I missed her a lot. A lot. I used to call her in the nights as it was the only time I could get some privacy. My mom started growing suspicious. She kept asking me who it was and whom you are talking to at this time of the night. She knew it was a girl. And then I started talking in the evenings. I used to tell her that am going to my friend's place and take a walk along the beach or just go to the terrace of my building and talk to her. I was waiting for my holidays to get over so that I can go to my college, where I wont be under the watchful eyes of my doting mom. I then realised that these are some of the extra packages which you have to carry alongwith the bigger package called 'Love'. I readied myself for that.

Finally my holidays got over and I left for my college. Once in college, my friends started asking my story and I told them. So, all was going well till then. I didnt know why. Maybe I started to take her for granted, (even tough I tried not to) fissures started to develop. Small small fights and altercations. Most of them because of me. But what I didnt realise was that, the things which seem insignificant or small now, would grow into something bigger and dangerous in the future. And it did. Along with all the romaticised messages, chats and calls, we also had our share of tiffs. 'Yours truly' being the reason for all of them. I would say something really stupid which I will realise only after I had uttered them. I behaved in the most immature way and she the most mature for a girl 3 years younger to me.

Possessiveness started to raise its ugly head. Well it is good for a relationship but everytime if that was a reason for any fight, then its a very serious issue. Long distance relationship wasn't working out as how we expected it will. But we just thought all of these as passing clouds. I loved talking to her. Loved her voice, her innocence and all these fights didnt matter to me because she was the one I wanted. I loved her. I was hell bent on making this relationship work. But to make it more stronger I had to meet her, but that was not a possibility since I had a college to attend to and was shortage of cash to travel all the way to Hyderabad. What I thought was impossible became possible. My college organised culturals for three days in March'08 and I decided it would be the perfect time to go and meet her. I planned to bunk two more days of college so that I can stay a little more longer with her. Everything was planned except the most important thing. Money. What will I do for five days in Hyd? That too I have to stay in a hotel, have to eat, have to take her out and I was severly short of cash.

I did something which I hated doing. I borrowed cash from five of my friends. Five hundred each. That made me richer by 2500 and I put in a 1500 more making it 4k. I told them that I will pay them in installments before we complete college. I did it because she was important to me. More than my principles. I booked my tickets taking a long route to avoid Chennai. Last thing I wanted was being seen by my family. I booked a bus to Bangalore. And then from there a train to Hyderabad. Trichy to Bangalore took me eight hours and then from there to Hyderabad took another 10 hours. So total 18 hours of travel. Only a Paulo Coelho's 'The Devil and Miss Prym' for company. I was damn tired. But the very thought of meeting her made my tiredness disappear. I was ready to do anything for her and I did.

New Year continues....

Hey all. Continuing from where I left, I then took her to the one off the most beautiful places in Hyderabad, The Lotus Pond. It is a park with a beautiful lake in the middle surrounded by beautiful flowers and trees, right in the middle of the city (see the pic which I have uploaded in this blog). But, unfortunately it was closed. So we just roamed around in the auto,(after giving the kinetic to one of my friends...you know she feared being seen by somebody :^)) with me boring her with how much I loved her, how I prayed to God for her and stuff like that. She sang for me. Wow what a beautiful voice. Everything of her felt sweet and good. Her voice, her touch, her giggle and not to forget the dimples, I felt I had got an angel right beside me, a taller angel ;^). It was a New Year day and she got a call from her mom and she told me that she has to leave as they are going out somewhere. I then helped her out in catching an auto and then I went home.

I was on cloud nine. The whole New Year's Day was spent narrating the day's incidents to my friends. I met her the next day, in the morning again at 8. We then went to another famous eat out and had breakfast. By now, the news that am in a relationship had reached all my friends and I started getting calls. I then convinced all of them that I will tell everything in detail when we meet in college. After breakfast, we didnt know where to go. She didnt want to go to any places, where there is a chance of her being seen with me by her cousin or relatives or college friends. So the options became very limited. We then thought a movie would be a good choice and then decided to go to TZP. We booked the tickets and were waiting when I got a call from my friend that he is giving a treat, as it was his girlfriend's birthday that day and he asked me to bring my 'Love' too. I then asked my 'Love' whether she wanted to go and she said 'Yes'.

We then went to the restaurant and waited there. My friends arrived and I introduced her to every one of them during lunch. I was leaving for home that day and I had to catch a train at 6. We then took leave of our friends and went to the nearest coffee shop where we shared some sweet nothings over a cup of coffee. I didnt want to leave her and I wished I could stay in Hyd forever. With her. But I had to leave. I then dropped her and went home.

A New Year dawns!!

I was woken up by the ring of my cell phone at 8 in the morning. It was her. She called up and said that she is waiting for me at the bus stop. I was full goggy and my head hurt. I didnt want to go but at the same time I wanted to meet her, apologise for whatever happened the previous night and explain to her how I respect her decision regarding our relationship. Without brushing my teeth and the odour of alcohol hanging in my breath, I met her at the bus stop. She was dressed in black. Beautiful as ever. I picked her up in my friend's Kinetic Honda and went to one of the famous hangouts in Hyderabad. We had breakfast and I apologised for being so stupid and selfish. Her eyes were fully puffy, because I made her cry. We were silent for sometime talking about other stuff. She then told me why she wanted to meet me. She said that she came to tell me that this relationship will never ever work(and she was right as I learnt later on). But she said that after seeing me, she changed her mind and said that she loves me. I coudn't believe what I was hearing. I came to meet her to apologise to her and to leave her at peace, but what was happening was the complete opposite. I wanted to say 'No' to her, but my instinct told otherwise.

I didn't know what to do. My instinct told me to accept her, but my mind wont accept. Eventually my instinct won and I said that even I loved her. That moment felt so good.
'I felt like I found my other half which I was missing all these days. Some feeling of contentment. Love is a beautiful feeling! And to be in love one must be lucky. I was the happiest man in the world. Not because I got what I wanted but I realised how you have to struggle to get the person you love. But in the end all these struggle doesn't matter. All that matters is the person with you. How you love him or her'.

All these thoughts went through my mind. :)

The New year drama!!

She didn't like me. It was obvious from her expressions and body language. She expected much more and I let her down. Frankly speaking it took me sometime to get adjusted, even I had some expectations and so the feeling mutual. She wasnt the way I presumed and me nowhere near her "Man's" league. But I loved her and set aside all my thoughts to concentrate on the present. I started loving her before we both met and there was no way am going to go back, on my words and without her. We talked but most of the time it was the silence which prevailed, dont know why. Maybe because that was the first time we were meeting in some 6 years or both of us were really uncomfortable with eachother. The latter one seemed perfect. The interview was slipping away from my hands. And I could feel it. We had lunch, I then dropped her home and came to my friend's place. There was no message, no call nothing on my mobile. Everything was there to see. Spent the evening telling my friends about the meeting and went for a movie with them. It was going to be a long night.

I messaged her at night and then got a long message from her. She didnt like me(love..no need to talk about that).She tried to be subtle with her reasons and I understood. I sent her a message telling her that, I do understand her feelings.(she expected me to be at least as tall as her but I wasnt) I was heartbroken inside. I couldnt control my emotions but gathered all my will power to control it, as my male ego didnt permit me to cry in front of my friend. She wanted me to meet me the next day but I refused. I didnt want to meet her again. I deleted her pictures from the digicam which I took to show it to my friends. She wanted to be friends but my fucking ego wouldnt allow me to. I managed to sleep somehow, but then was disturbed everytime with the day's happenings. My anger mellowed and I messaged her agreeing to meet her the next day. It was New year's eve. The next morning I called her and she had bunked her college that day and told me that she wouldnt able to meet me as she didnt have any reason to tell her mom, so that she could go out. We spent the day chatting on the net. A grand party was being organised that night by the guys to usher in the new year. Booze party of course.

We spent the day chatting. Chatting about everything that happened in a span of 6 months. About ourselves. It went till 10 something in the night. It was New Year's eve and people were excited about the new tomorrow. Will it bring in good luck?will it bring in happiness?But the only thing going on in my mind was 'her'. Will it bring her to me?I didnt know. My friend and I left for the party on a terrace at one of our friend's place. There were some fifteen of us. All ready to get drunk(puke, of course)and welcome the new year. The whole family of the friend in whose place we were drinking, were ecstatic and two of his brothers also came to drink with us. Lots of booze flowed that day. Two full bottles of whiskey, Imperial Blue I think, Smirnoff vodkas,Tang orange juice for the cocktail and nice egg curry,biryanis. All set for a perfect farewell to 2007. With music blaring our ears we drunk like a horse. Everyone got high. A perfect 'Talli'. At the stroke of midnight we welcomed the New Year. I got high and blurted out what happened the previous day to everyone there. I couldn't control my emotions. I cried. In front of some fifteen of them. I had never cried for a long time till then. For a girl I cried. The liquor did the trick. It brought out all the good and bad in me.

I called her up to wish her. I wished her and started shouting at her. I didnt know what I was doing. All the thing came out. I told her that I loved her for what she was, eventhough I was not perfect enough for her(as she thought). I cried on the phone. I thought "God Damn!Whats happening to me?"My friend took over the phone and started talking to her. As both of them shared the same mother tongue. He started lobbying(is it the right word?) for me. Telling all the niceties about me. She wanted to meet me the next day. Everyone were so drunk that, everyone started puking in whatever corner they could find. We slept at four in the morning. I didnt know what the 'New Year' had in store for me. But I had decided that, I will respect her decision. Maybe that was good for both of us. I had made up my mind. I slept.

The Meeting!!

Continuing from where I left, after that afternoon when we talked about committment I thought it would be better to stop talking to her. I didnt call for some four days and the fifth day I called her. She asked me why I didn't call and then I gave an excuse that I didn't have enough balance in my phone to make a call. Well, then we started talking again with no topic related to the dangerous yet powerful four letter word. We talked,talked and talked and I proposed her one day. I just told it. A proposal with no drama,no flowers(though outdated or is it???),no bending on one knee and no candle light. It just happened.The unpredictable 'Shyam' took over. And that was the first and only proposal I had ever made to a girl!She was surprised now. And she said 'Yes'. Then all happened in a flash, we were in love.

For the first time in life I felt am lucky to have a girl like her. I wanted to love her, be with her,didnt care how she was(remember we havent seen each other till now),fat or thin,tall or short,pretty or not. I have already fallen for her and I didnt want to lose her. The next few months saw us getting more comfortable and me a little more possessive. Maybe was that the reason??Time would tell. My friends got suspicious about the late night phone calls and messages I received. You know all the "kuchi kuchiku" messages :) They called her up from my phone and gave her a series of missed calls. And she called back and they asked whats happening between both of us. She replied that "Why dont you ask him?"From that day my friends started to tease me. And I was happy getting teased. Because I was being teased with someone whom I wanted to spend my life with.

Days went by and it was the winter of '07. I wanted to see her. Which meant I had to travel to Hyderabad for that. And I didnt mind travelling any distance to see her. But one thing was always niggling me at the back of my mind. The "Height" factor. I thought I was shorter than her. And felt that she must not feel cheated or disappointed, as she would have had a picture of her 'man' already in her mind. I told her some three weeks before leaving for hyd. Maybe that was a little late, as six months later she told me that I lied about my height. More about the "six months later" later. She called me and assured me that she loves me and nothing else matters. Still I was feeling somewhat different. The vibes werent positive. I felt what the hell and got on, with a "Lets face it when it comes" attitude. It didnt take much time to get permission from my parents as I told them that I wanted to be with my friends for "New Year". They agreed and let me go. Never expected to happen this smooth. I left for hyderabad on 29th December. I couldnt sleep that night. It was like going into an interview with no idea whether you will get selected or not. I met her the next day at a restaurant for lunch. Everything was there in front of my eyes!! All the vibes which I felt came true.

The Love!

The summer of 2007 will always remain in my mind(heart in fact!!) as the most beautiful period in my life. What started off as signing up into one of the many networking sites to increase my circle of friends and to meet newer people, led me in finding my old school sweetheart who was till then somewhere at the corner of my heart and only coming out once in a while to remind me that "Hey shyam am still out here!!!", now made me think that I exist only for her.

Well...it all started after my third year final exams got over and we went home for vacation with me whiling away most of my time chatting and browsing with friends and that time I added her to my messenger and what started off as normal conversations about college(she is three years younger to me!!) started getting very personal and I blurted out that I have always had a huge crush on her right from our school days. She was a little surprised well shocked would be a better word and then I started which I never ever thought I would become good at "flirting". Harmless flirtings started turning on things for both of us and in a very less time maybe only a month or fewer I think, we fell for each other. Not a day passed by without both of us sharing all the details about each other and the hunger only started to build....the hunger what people called as "Love". We shared so many things, which I would never have done(or I never will!!) with the bestest of my friends. Days on which she didn't come online, were very boring and those days seemed like they will never end.

I yearned for her innocent and cute chats. For a guy who always thought only in the movies people fell madly in love, made me to come in face with the reality. I was falling for a girl whom I haven't met in years, had no idea how she looked, was she the same beautiful,tall and thin girl I fell for in school or has she became fat and not worth to look at. Thoughts about her...only about HER were racing in my mind day in and day out. My holidays came to an end and it was time to go back to college for my final year and I took her landline number as I wouldnt be able to come online everytime.

And my final year in college started and it was business as usual...get up,class,bunk,class,bunk,lunch,bunk n sleep,class,roam and come to hostel. This happened everyday. As we had no internet connection in our rooms and one or two computers working in the hostel cafe as well as lack of privacy, my chats with her dropped to a minimum. Yet the spark remained, shining brightly as ever. One fine evening, after a lot of dilly-dallying and feeling nervous just like how one feels before getting the question paper in hand in a final exam, I called her up. I listened to her voice and I couldn't believe I was talking to her and I thought her sister lifted the phone up and asked to give it to her elder one. I could hear a giggle and she told that it was her. Then I realised why scores and scores of men fell for women. Her voice and that soft giggle made me slip a bit before I fell badly...in love with her!!

After some conversations she opened up freely to me and we talked and talked about everything. Slowly, we started flirting with each other and every evening I called her up never minding the number of recharges I did to my phone. I fell for her but I didnt tell it yet, because my intention was never to fall in love, not with my close friend's cousin. If you ask what my intentions were when I started chatting or talking, pardon me my intentions were only to while away my time, my feeling of being single. But I was wrong, the same intentions matured into something else, something which I never thought will change me,make me more human,respect others' feelings..made me everything which I never was. Days rolled and end of July, she proposed. It happened on a Sunday afternoon, first ever direct proposal in my life from a girl whom I loved equally. To be frank I saw it coming but not this early. I was thrown back with this question about committment.

The word always gave me the jitters, even now that I dont know whether I spelt it correctly. I was trembling and I was thankful that this was happening over the phone and not personally. She was in Hyderabad and I was in Tanjore a remote town in Tamil Nadu and I never believed in long distance relationships as they bought more insecurity than longingness and thats what happened finally!! So I convinced her that even I like her alot and that we will think about committment once we meet. And it was also that she was quite taller than me and I didnt want to create a situation where she should feel that I lied or cheated her about myself when we meet. That was an unforgettable day I will always remember...I will always cherish in my life, my first love!!!

The Uncertain!!

So hope you all would have liked the first part of my "Love" story :) and here comes the next part. Well in this part I realised its better to be friends with those whom you love(or is that the word???)cherish,adore what not than to get into a relationship filled with jealousy, possessiveness and yes the very powerful destroyer of all relationships-the most dangerous letter "I" also known as EGO, which ultimately ruins everything which you thought as "beautiful".

Well to continue from where I left, days passed by with me just looking at her, admiring her and like that my schooling got completed and I moved on to my 11th(junior college) days thinking of her to be one of my innumerable infatuations. Days passed and I got more interested in another gal in college, she was "fatima"(she got married now and lives in the US of A). The same thing continued her also with me just looking at her and she returning my glances etc...etc... and at one point of time during 12th board exams I went to the extent of writing a 'love letter' to her..my very first love letter to anyone, and as I was about to give it to her something stopped me and the love letter finally ended in the trash. Like that even 12th came to an end and my dad got transferred to Chennai. The thought of leaving Hyderabad hurt me alot.

In the second week of May'04 we shifted to Chennai and after endless searching for the right courses and colleges got admission in SASTRA University for Computer Engineering. And all these time my school sweetheart came to my mind very rarely and whenever any silly forwards or questions related to crushes or past love "she" and "fatima" used to come to my mind. Her thought was always there at the back of my mind. Then college started and you guys wont believe I had one more crush and this time its my old schoolmate from chennai. I saw her the very first day and talked to her. She was a 'bong'(a bengali!!) and looks really good and we were really good friends way back in school. She couldnt believe that it was me as I looked a lot better than I was in school with shell frame specs and a red thread hanging to protect them from slipping off my ears. And from her talks and the way she looked at me I realised that the same gal who tied rakhi way back in school is now attracted to me and then I realised it was just a piece of thread and nothing can stop your heart from falling for someone.

She tried to talk to me everytime we crossed paths but me being a 'not-so-sure-what-to-do' sort of guy always used to avoid her and take a different route. I would have talked to her only once or twice in the whole four years of college. And one fine day she got committed to one of the seniors in our college and that day for a split second felt a little sad but then felt happy for her. Like everytime even this latest crush ceased to be and I remained the same single guy. As they say 'Everything happens for a reason', I realised the true meaning of this only in my fourth year at college when my school sweetheart whom I mentioned as 'Shriya' made an reentry into life.

Well guys, with this blog I come to the end of the second part of my life. More in the third part where I find the 'first love' of my life and write about those unforgettable days. Till then bbye...take care...

The Beginning!!!

Hello everyone...

Ya am back to the blogging business after a two year hiatus. This time no blog on Quotas or reservation but purely on my relationship with the girl whom i thought( i still think!!) was(is) the girl of my life. The girl whose name am not going to reveal...ok say Shriya...coz she looks like the hot actress Shriya(shes my fav actor too).

Well...to start with how this relationship or love started...I should take you all to the academic year of 2000-01 in Harvard Public School where I(or we) did my secondary level schooling. I was damn sick of the school when i joined in 1999. The school was very small with no ground and cramped spaces. Somehow I found my friends in that school and my 8th grade passed off without any hitches. Then started the 9th grade and as usual started going to classes and then one day I saw her with her younger sister at school. That day i felt maybe this is what they called as "Love at first sight". I was drawn to her completely. Her dusky skin,her pink lips with the dimpled smile and those short hair from her "bob cut" made me go crazy and that time i decided she is going to be the love of my life.

I started looking at her daily...and the important thing about this was that...she is my classmate's and my close friend's cousin. Initially I was a little uncertain whether to go about pursuing her or not. Then I thought if all these were considered then I would remain single throughout my life. Not a single day passed without me looking at her, and I didnt know whether she looked at me or not..though she gave glances at me whenever I was playing with her cute little sister. Actually I never thought the cute little girl had a beautiful elder sister. To be honest I didnt have the courage to go and talk to her...am a very shy guy..so whenever she was with her little sister sitting on the shed in the afternoon waiting for their bus, I used to go and play with her, but I actually wanted to be near her and wanted her to realise my liking for her.

Days went by and I was still looking at her only with only a slight improvement which I felt was that, even she started to look at me. I felt pretty good and I was so mad about her that I used to observe each and evrything about her....her way of eating,her way of adjusting the hair band whenever a strand feel on her face,her style of walking and most important of all her smile with those cute little "dimples" which made me feel that she is the most beautiful girl God had ever made.

Then came the much awaited Science Exhibition of 2002. It was an exhibition where each and every student in the school did their project in a subject and put it up for display. Guys...guys forgot to tell you this...I was so crazy about her that on Akshaya Tritiya or the day considered to be very auspicious,my mom said that whatever you ask on this day to god, it will be granted by him. I thought this to be the chance,with a blind belief I prayed to Lord Venkateswara that I need her. But honestly never thought it will come true someday. Coming back to the science exhibition my friend(her cousin) and I were roaming around the school checking out each and every exhibit and then we came to her project which was done on checking the blood group through easy means. This day will forever remain etched in my mind...coz this was the day I touched her or she touched me for the first time.

We went to her group and asked about the what all was about and then she explained everything and then asked us to show our hands, so that they can test our blood group. First my friend showed his hand and they tested his blood group and then I showed my hand and this time I was on "cloud nine"when she touched my hand and tried to prick my finger for that single drop of blood. I didnt know what happened....but not a single drop of blood came when i was pricked. Its always said that you melt off, whenever you are touched or moved by the one you love....but it was quite opposite for me when I became a statue with the only feeling of her touching my hand. I was looking at her only,with no feeling of anyone around me. And then she tried hard and no the blood wont come out and then she got scared that she will hurt me and then gave the pin to one of the other mates to get my blood. She was smiling at me all the time and that moment still remains in my mind.

This experience was one of the best moments of my lifetime.....more to come....till then take care...jiyo muskurao...kya pata kal ho naa ho!!!:-)