A smile is enough, for the life time commitment

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P.S: It’s a tale from a friend of mine’s – Mrs. Dhara. “Passion” is what I spoke after hearing her love saga. Hope you all have the same feeling. Please note a little of fiction is added from my side so the Hetu is not a perfectly 100% true story. Few facts are correct, though! Its up to you to decide…what is real and what is not! Have a smile and spread Happiness.

Commitment in relations make you feel out of the world. We conjoin, we daydream, and we survive every moment by having a world-win feeling all over the time. 6 years back I was at the same step. Enjoying my college life over studies. But, being in continuous control of my caring Daddy, at times I need to focus on study, too (Just to make him confident and proud of her girl child 🙂 )

Studying in co-ed in being the company of those mischievous boys and naughty girls have made me live comfortable with both lives – tom boy image with a pretty girl residing inside was what I’m. Yes, you can say so! It was kind from my family side to allow me live my life – talk with boys, chitchat about the new happening in the new “couple formation” etc.

It was the lecture of literature and professor was busy explaining the epic Romeo-Juliet tale – it was 3rd continuous hour of the day and professor was still stuck on the same topic “The feelings of Juliet for her Romeo!” May be, his Juliet was not showing the same kind of love to our professor Romeo, was what I felt, then 😉 Well, my mind was thinking about my prince charming and I was reciting the famous song “it’s a love-story by Taylor Swift – When you were Romeo, you were throwing pebbles!!” on to my mind….and ya, from the heart, too. Suddenly, a muscular boy entered the class and took the bench very next to me. I had smiled when he took that sit. I didn’t know the reason but the smile just came by. It was my heart taking complete control of my body – defeating the obstacle mind in between – pushing the smile run more than Usain Bolt – making it visible for him and letting the smile come out of itself. But what!!! He didn’t notice my smile…or rather ignored it!!!! ATTITUDE??!!!! That was the first glimpse of my “gonnabelove”. Answering to Professor’s questions, throwing pen down, setting my bench back and forth – were my only efforts to make him notice ME. But I was going in the wrong direction may be, it seemed like he was from deaf and dumb school who had come all the way here in my classroom, sitting next to my bench, attending my lecture – just to show his model look to the rest. Again ignoring ME 😛

For the very first time I was making efforts for such a stupid thing – “To get noticed”. Actually I’m the person full of attitude and a bit reserved to initiate a conversation. But, at that time, my attitude and emotional feelings were having fights with each other and I didn’t know when my heart won the game. The lecture which seemed too long to handle got over too soon and at the same time my efforts for the day ended with disappointment.

After finishing up the so called lecture, my mind was struggling up to find the reason behind my stupid efforts to make that handsome guy notice ME. I would like to clarify that I don’t believe in “love at first sight”, so I was very sure that it was not the reason at all. Still “something” was there that was making me think – only of him 24*7. Without knowing a single information about a guy, not even his name, how can one be so thoughtful over a same thing – About “something”!!!

My bad luck was at its peak! After all, the literature lecture fell once in a week so I had to wait for a whole of 7 days to see him, again. Again, making those stupid efforts to get him noticed ME. Though I was very sure of his arrival on the next week, my eyes were still finding him desperately, all the time. Finally the week like a decade got over and my schedule for THAT day became early than ever. I woke up at 6 for the very first time and finished all my routine activities very immediately. I was ready almost an hour earlier and my mum was surprised with this unusual schedule. My wardrobe was full of favorite clothes with a messy look, still I was able to find none as perfect for that day. Trying each one of them turn-by-turn, I finally could manage one with my favorite color “pink”. Dressing up like – I was going to be a part of a fashion show, I went to college 10 minutes earlier.

The desperation to see him now had one more reason in the kitty- to recollect the puzzled pieces of his cute looks. The clock was taking the most time to finish those 5 minutes to ring the lecture bell. Being eagle eyed, finally I had a royal glimpse of the prince charming on a white horse, not exactly!! He was getting closer providing me the eye easy feeling. “Hey, lecture cancelled?” he asked and I got waxed, but with a cool look I said “I don’t know”. “Can I have your contact number to better ask you for the lecture before leaving home?” Without a second thought, a happy “Yes” from me. Exchanging numbers did not take more than 2 minutes and he waved me goodbye. I was still in a strong crave for his smile. After a walk for almost 3 meters or lesser, he looked back and SMILED……saying “see you soon on phone”. This single moment made me go wow. That single smile made my day and further built my life. This was the very first seed of love planted in my heart. Still I was having the question, why I was craving madly for his smile! For him! Was he having the same feelings in his heart?” Hope the answer to be a bigger YES.

Every smile has a meaning….Watch meticulously and respond rightly, Hetu’s!!!!!

 

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My “3-day” love story!

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I’m flirt when it comes to talking with beautiful girls. Moreover, a complete nonsensical flirt when it comes to chatting with beautiful girls because they can’t slap me for my innocent-naughty-witty takes through phone.

P.S: Please note that I flirt and I accept it in front of the girl to whom I’m flirting with. It’s a healthy flirting. Just for fun – for some time. NOTHING SERIOUS.

So, dear Hetu’s as Ranbir goes by MY words “Flirting is good for health”, here we go………

Day 1:

Time: 10:40 PM IST

Girl: hey

Boy: Hi!

Girl: sup?

Boy: about to sleep

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Time: 12:30 AM IST

Boy: Your Whatsapp Dp is not looking pretty!

Girl: Accha! (Is it?)

Boy: Haanji! (yes)

Girl: Why does it bother you, ANYWAY?

Boy: Ohhhooo! I don’t want to jack off, seeing your dp! It will be good for your ex. At least he could see a beautiful past :p

Girl: Ha dekhte hai! (let’s c)

Boy: Kya dikhavonge! :p (what should I see)

Girl: Hmmmmmm

Boy: please change your dp

Girl: kyu? (Why?)

Boy: Dp change krne ko bol raha hoon, kapde change krne ko nai 😀 (Just asking you to change the dp, not asking you to change the clothes)

Girl: Hmmmmm

Girl changes the display picture

Boy: Bomb Tu dik rahi hai, par blast main ho raha hai 😉 (You are the bomb, but the blasting takes place…within me)

Girl: lol

Girl: Hmmmmmm

Boy: Yaar teri taange ek dum chicken leg piece ki tarah hai! Kha javu? (Your legs are like chicken leg piece! Should I eat?)

Girl: kamine! (Rascal!)

Boy: Tu hai hi itni hawt, to mera kaminapan ugal kr bahar aa hi jaata hai (You are so hot that my non-sense gets boiled under your hot temperature)

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Time: 2:50 AM IST

Girl: Drunk?

Boy: Tere pyaar ka nasha hi uss haddd tak chad gya k aab koi nashe ki zaroorat hi kaha (Not required because I’m already addicted to your love itself)

Girl: Ohhhoooo!!!! Am I a poison/Drug/toxic?

Boy: tu vodka hai….safed-white! Dheere Dheere! Haannngggooovvveerrrr hota hai (You are like vodka..transparent….slowly slowly! I get hangover!)

Girl: So jav aab! Kal jaldi uthna hai (You sleep…need to wake up early tomorrow)

Boy: abi utha uska kya! (what about…ITS awake)

Girl: Hmmmmmm

Boy: I mean abi jaga uska kya! (I mean what about…presently awaking)

Girl: kuch nai…Good night 🙂 (nothing…good night)

Boy: Gn 😦

Day: 2

Time: 11:05 PM IST

Boy: Kaise hi meri butter chicken? (How are you my butter chicken?

Girl: fine hoon, jab tak aapne nai khaaya (I’m fine, until you haven’t eaten by!)

Boy: kya kru….! Tu hai hi utni hawt, to pakad mai hi nai aati! (What to do…!! You are too hot to handle!)

Girl: Aapne pakadne ki try ki? Zara batav to kaha se pakda tha mujhe? (So you did try to catch me? Do let me know where did you hold me? )

Boy: Hmmmmmmmm

Girl: hehehe (laughs)

Boy: kya hua? (What happened?)

Girl: Kuch nai!…..Aur bolo! (nothing..say else!)

Boy: bs..busy day…pure din kaam krta raha aur teri maala japta raha! (it was a busy day….Did work for the whole day and took your name in every breathe)

Girl: itni yaad aa rahi thi to mil lete na! (If I was remembered so often, we could have met today!)

Boy: Milte to chodta nai na! :p (if we met then, I wouldn’t be able to leave you)

Girl: Hmmmmmmm

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Time: 1:40 AM IST

Boy: Yaar aaj phir se dp change kr di! (again you changed your Dp!)

Girl: haa! Shaadi mai gai thi…to selfies li thi…to rak di…u wanna c, more? (Attended marriage ceremony so took a few selfies…you want to see?)

Boy: I wanna c everything!!!!!

Girl: Hmmmmmm

Boy: 😉

Girl: wait

Girl sends few selfies

Boy: traditionals mai kaafi cute dikhti hai! (You look cute in traditional wear)

Girl: so to hoon! (Yes…i’m)

Boy: chal aab! Aaja wapas!! Bahut udd liya! (Stop flying onto cloud 9…come back to ground)

Girl: kaha aavu! Aapki pakkad mai! (where should I come…as a “catch” onto you…for you?)

Boy: hehe…maa kasam! Agar pakkad mai aa gai to kaacha kha javunga! Waise backless blouse mai kuch zyaada hi sexxoooo nai lag rahi!!!! 😉 …upar se tera butterfly vala tatoo…Hmmmmm

(*laughs*….mother promise! If you are into my catch, I will eat you directly!…. And your back from the backless gown looked so sexy!…. And your butterfly tattoo…hmmmm)

Girl: Control beta!!! (Control son!)

Boy: Zara butterfly ko udne to de 😀 (let the butterfly fly!)

Girl: Hmmmmmmm

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Time: 2:15 AM IST

Boy: chal sote hai yaar! (lets sleep)

Girl: Naughty ass! Puch rahe ho ya bol rahe hoon! (are you asking or saying)

Boy: *yawns* *yawns*

Girl: Good nite

Boy: Gn SEXOOO 🙂

Day: 3

Time: 10:15 PM IST

Boy: Hi!

Girl: sup?

Boy: Kal neend aa rahi thi phir bhi neend nai aai (yesterday I was feeling sleepy but didn’t sleep)

Girl: kyu? (why?)

Boy: tere saathe jo soya tha 😀 😉 (slept with you..so…)

Girl: ok

Boy: aur bol!! (say else!)

Girl: kuch nai! (nothing!)

Boy: itna to hai tere paas! (you have so much to say!)

Boy: kuch to bol! (say something!)

Boy: Kaha gai? (Where did you go?)

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Time: 11:50 PM IST

Boy: kuch to bol! (please say)

Boy: bura laga? (did you feel bad?)

Boy: I’m sorry! You know I’m a flirt and I just say. I don’t mean it!

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Time: 12:15 AM IST

Boy: Ok…Good night 🙂

Boy: Sorry! If you got offended with my words. But seriously I thought you understood me very well, so I made this convo…!! I didn’t mean to hurt you!! Very sorry! *Apologies*

Later, I came to know the reason why girl didn’t reply. She had a tiff with her Bf 😀 😀 😀

So, Hetu’s! It was just a fun take over “late night chat” (That most of us have witnessed or are witnessing, currently)!!!

Thank you – for getting amused at Hetu’s!
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E-MAIL: het_vaghela@yahoo.com

Happy Farewell!

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It was a cold evening of December; I was waiting for room-mates to return from their offices but was waiting specially for one person – whom I loved the most. It would probably be the last time when I would be having dinner with them all at one place because, the very next day I was leaving to start my new life. Everyone came one by one, but she, she dint come even by 9 in the evening. I was sitting with them all and was having the best conversation with them. During the past three and half years, I have made them as a family, we were together in thick and thin of life and, we know we would be standing right next to each other in future too. I was with them but my mind was wandering somewhere near the G.I.D.C area of Vadodara and virtually searching that one girl who was missing in the conversation. She met me two years before; she was new in the town and was alone. She was missing her family and I made my hostel my family. She couldn’t adjust as she left her comforting home for the first time and I made my hostel enough comfortable for myself. I saw her crying on her second day in the new city. She was sitting on the window pane and was trying to hide tears when she saw me but I caught one drop which was rolling down her cheek and asked her if she was missing her home. As I kept my hand on her shoulder it was some sort of connection which developed and she immediately came to life and jumped off the window pane and hugged me. She was two years elder, but she cried like a seven year kid craving for the chocolate which meant world to her. That was the very moment when we both realized we were going to share a special bond. The bond was so special that we tried our best to do everything together, whether it is shopping for festive nine nights or dancing in those nine nights, whether it was a mere cough and cold or it was to eat chilly ice cream on chilly winter evening because of which we get cold.

It was two years from now, today it was time to depart it was time to start a new life. She was here in the city for a job and I was pursuing Bachelors of Engineering in Computer science. I had a fear that she won’t turn up today because of two reasons, firstly we couldn’t bid each other farewell as we don’t want to depart and don’t want to spoil pictures with our tears. Secondly, we both had a major fight a week ago and since then I wasn’t talking with her. While I was engrossed in my thoughts and regretting over my mistakes someone tapped me on my hip and I immediately recognized it as “THAT TAP”. It was her – Dulari Kothari, holding a cake in one hand and holding 5 “Angry Bird” balloons on other hand and wearing my favorite dress. I was unable to express the feeling when I saw her emotions flooded out of me in the form of tears and she hugged me as if it was my last hug to her.

It was half past 12 and we were still on the top of our energy, we knew we won’t be meeting again soon the only possibility was her marriage. We talked till three in the morning and then slept haphazardly. Next morning, it was time for me to leave. I was all set with my bags packed; holding tears in my eyes and the same situation was with everyone, it was her time too to take a leave from the place where we created memories.  We hugged everyone one by one than it was our turn to give the long lasting hug to each other. I don’t know about her, but I have never loved anyone that much like I loved her. She was crying bitterly as we both knew what we were going to miss – late night talks, shopping, dancing, and everything. Her nose always grew red when she cries her heart out and at that time it was apple red! She with her innocent and childish tone spoke to me “I guess, we both are perfect for each other than anyone else!” I just smiled and was trying to hold my tears so I can portray myself as a strong person (which I am not!).

We hugged each other and wanted time to stop right here so that we can be together as always. But Auto rickshaw person was in a bit hurry, he blew horn and asked us whether we want to leave or not, at that very moment I realized I may have left my parents three and half years ago for higher studies but I have gained an entire family of angels who were ready to be with me even at the hardest time. It struck to me that I can manage without my parents but it would be difficult for me to manage without all of them. People often say “relatives are by God’s choice, but friends, friends are the individual choice” and that time I was proud of my choice. It is the universal law that “we should go with the flow” so we both decided not to challenge universe and to go with the flow, she sat in her auto I sat in mine. We wanted to have the last glimpse of each other and we peeped from the auto and waved the final goodbye and I winked at her and she gave me the flying kiss as she always does. As the driver drove I couldn’t stop myself from remembering Robert Frost’s which I twisted in my words “two roads diverged in the woods I took one and she took another that has changed two lives!”