I remember the day vividly, we were eating lunch in the school corridor. You said you had to talk to me about something a little later. I brushed it off as gossip and continued to finish off the terrible bhaaji I had that day. As was tradition, we finished off lunch with the gang and then scampered off as on as we could. We stood on the parapet and watched the ‘ant-like’ figures of young girls enjoying their mid-day break. I loved that about us – we were perfectly content with each other. Neither of us was interested in running around in the sun after lunch, nor were we even remotely excited about playing with the other girls in our group. We didn’t really need the company of anyone else. We were enough.
I didn’t know that this particular day would alter the course of my life forever. I didn’t take it seriously at the time, but now that I look back, I remember faintly feeling a sense of discomfort at what you said to me.
“We’re applying for a Canadian citizenship. It’s a long shot, and no one knows. But I’m telling you”, as soon as I heard the words come out of your mouth I knew that life threw it’s first curveball at me.
The next few years were a blur. Toxic relationships got in the way of our friendship and in a way, I’m glad it did. Because I don’t know how I would have let you go.
You were the one person who stood by me when adolescence was trying and confusing.
You made coming to school bearable.
You helped me keep my creative spark alive.
And you always made me feel like I was worth something.
I loved who I was with you. I loved every moment that we shared – even the simple one’s like sitting at home watching a movie. I loved you. And even though we were not on the best of terms when you finally left, it tore me apart.
I felt like I lost a treasure.
I felt incomplete.
I felt it.
I felt your absence.
You weren’t around when I finally ended the toxic relationship, but believe me, I could feel your support in the silence.
And I’m glad we managed to find our way back to each other again.
With you, I’ll always be that little 15 year old who just wants to find love, have a sparkling career and be rich enough to shop without worrying about the price tag. You keep me grounded and constantly remind me of the person that I am. You make me believe in the power of true friendship that can stand the test of time, distance and even shortcomings.
You are my support system. And you always will be.
I say this a lot, and I will continue to because you really need to realize how much you mean to me. I love you immensely and I’m so proud to be your best friend.
We may not have had our fairytale friendship years, but I love the adventure we’re on right now and I hope to create more wonderful memories with you in the near future.
Sending you love and a long hug to remind you that we’ll always find our way back to each other no matter what obstacles are thrown our way.
Happy birthday, my darling. ❤️
26 on 26!
To the boy who lands up dating my older sister:
I know I’m not the one to be giving you such a talk; I’m too young to be a threat-giver. But my sister is far too nice a person to ever threaten someone this way so I’ve taken the onus upon myself to make sure you know what you have, and the consequences of hurting the girl I cherish the most.
I have watched her grow, stumble, fall. And then pick herself right back up and be on her way again. She is capable of being her own guiding light, she doesn’t need anyone to hold her hand while she’s taking over the world. Because she’s brilliant. But what she requires is someone to watch her be her awesome self and shower her with praises for every little victory. Because her eyes are so fixed on her goals, she doesn’t realise how many challenges she has already overcome. And on some days, it feels like she hasn’t done enough. Be the guy who tells her how awesome she really is.
Remind her that she is brilliant. Laud her for every little win. And be loudly proud of the wonders she does.
She says she isn’t very affectionate, but that’s a lie. Her heart is filled with love to give out every single day. You will feel her love, and you will grow because of it. But don’t forget to reciprocate that at every step of the way. She secretly loves all the love she receives. I know for a fact that it makes her heart swell!
Her enthusiasm for life and adventure is contagious. Her determination to cross things off her to-do/to-visit list is rigid. You need to be by her side while she’s getting all of this done. Don’t get me wrong, she will do all of it without you, but the joy is in seeing her spirit when she’s at her highest inspiration peak. Even if it means waking up at 5a.m to see Penguins in a zoo. Do it. Seeing that wide-eyed face drooling over nature is worth every second of lost sleep.
She’s social. She loves meeting new people and is quite good at it. Don’t change that about her. It’s very rare to see someone who actually likes people. Let her party, let her come home late. Give her the space she needs to unwind. Let her be the reason why you want to enjoy every minute of life.. because she’s such a wonderful example of it.
Last, but probably the most important, she’s a boss babe. She’s probably a hundred times more hard working, more dedicated and more talented than you’ll ever be. Don’t ever let her feel anything less. Don’t ever feel like you’re never enough for her. Because all she really cares about is you being a wonderful companion. And believe me, she probably adores you more than you even realize!!
So that’s that.
Be there for my sister
Be her rock. And her weakness.
Be the reason she tells her clients that she won’t work post 7!
And always be the reason she fell for you in the first place.
Be all of the above, and I will always stand by your love.
Now, and forever,
Your to-be sister-in-law.
P.S.: My screening standards are very high. I doubt you stand a chance to even make the cut.
We really need a word for moments like these. Or maybe we don’t. Maybe that’s what makes it so special – the fact that it cannot be explained.
I love being able to express myself in writing.
It feels more accurate somehow than speaking words. Talking for me can sometimes feel like playing tennis with a colander; I mean, it’s possible, I can do it, but it’s not ideal. The ball goes over the net, but just about. It goes where I want it to go… more or less. I can’t be sure it’ll hit it’s mark, but I can hope. Later, I’ll go home and think about how I could have done it some other, better way.
Writing is different.
Writing is a tennis racket. When I’m writing, I have the time to think about what I’m trying to say, and then mentally flip through millions of words looking for the one that slots into my sentence like that Tetris block you’ve been waiting five minutes for; the one that gives you a combo and wipes the…
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Come Sept 19 and panic awakes,
This year is so bad..we couldn’t even manage a cake!
This post is last minute, like everything else I do..
But she’ll appreciate the effort, that part I know is true.
This year is special, we’ve come miles to make it grand!
And believe me dear readers, its ridiculously well-planned.
All credit goes to her. She’s a genius that way..
Running through life making sure she’s always a step ahead each day.
Power and dedication; she uses to conquer it all..
Humility and patience, to help you up should you fall.
Its a rare combination, such a rare jewel is she.
The best role model God assigned to me.
A quarter down and she’s taken the world by storm,
Inspiring lives with that unbeatable charm.
If you’ve experienced her, you’ll know my words are true..
Life without Tammy, would sure as hell be blue.
So wish her with me and let’s make sure she knows,
That we’re grateful to her for teaching us to open our heart’s closed doors.