To see those things by looking through her eyes, that’s
something I specially don’t want to miss. That patent of beauty is what lies
underneath her, precisely with her always. If we roll back to some time like a
place u dream of in your childhood, whatever that going to be. Wouldn’t that be
wonderful? Magnificent and boomed out heart I would say. For me the story
doesn’t end where it has been. We may think it is but my heart is still
reaching out to her screamingly loud and clear.
For the first time I would be lucky to see a girl who is not
born to be genius among the so popularly community in India
but yet she was. An indefinite piece of novelty and sheer exquisite phenomenon
articulate womanly figure. Hey I would not say any filthy word to such a
compassioned feminine character as she still is.
I always wanted to write and write good and healthy as long
as something fictitious hit me badly. I suppose that won’t come easily. What
inspires me a lot is the inner core of me which is so volcanic and curious to
learn new stuffs even in times of difficulties. For many of those who may not
understand the beauty of words but still day dream about it, this post is just
for them. When you don’t have the practice to write about something, then you
get nervous and scared. But let’s think in a galactic environment where no body
cares and gives a damn except those who really cares what u just wrote. For
indefinite time I was scared to publish something which my friends and other
familiar people may reject. Let’s not get bored in here with my spontaneous
howling story.
Yeah the girl. How can I forget her? To me it is something.
She is an average mid aged girl who loves Nicholas Sparks. I mean who doesn’t
love him. If we recall those heavy weight novels like “A walk to remember”,
“Dear John”, “The last Song”. “The Notebook ” and so on. WOW those are awesome
and simply resume and reflect the kind of person who reads them. She is one of
those with beliefs as high as Himalayas and heart as
pure as Silver. Sorry I didn’t get the golden part of her.
As far as I remember I really don’t know how exactly I got
to her. But that moment was meant to be cherished. She wears a heavy voice
unlike her looks but the interesting thing is that she is really interesting.
After our first unfamiliar consequences it was me like a question bank who
threw some hundreds of question each day and guess what she would answer them
all. She has a good recognizable patience. No such people have got them in an
appropriate ratio. Photographs of her really inspired me a lot to write and
project myself in an authoritative way. I am lucky that I still have them as
trophies. She would I am being like an exaggerated being though I was not like
that. Words and praises just simply came out of my heart on those beautiful
photographs. I suppose it would be a long winding story like in theatres but it
was not.
I didn’t like the patience thing in her much as to find out soon
that some kind of a hard hitting guy had bothered her dad and herself so much
that she would stop believing in happiness. If a river stops flowing or wind
stops blowing, how would that affect to us. Just the same way those bad
unexpected things happened to me. I merely saw her full powered smile and
happiness. Rather deeply say never.
Nice people are hard to get. I mean nice things don’t need
your attention. May be some nicer comments make it much marvel. She is same
good and nicer to everybody. Turned out she loves music and movies too. Not
easy to watch movies. I believe she like the amount of pain and distinct
separation in love. That could really bring tears and softness in ur
heart for a prolonged period of time. She adores romantic flicks. It is not
easy to forget this womanly girl easily. If I am writing this, I would need a
lot of guts and time to think about this girl. Passionately and purely as said
wanted to reach her extremely loud and incredibly close. She beats your heart
like a trumpet. XD
I would not do the same mistake as it was. From something
with love is more valuable and collective. For me I am condemned to her. Its
been over 2 months that those moments are alienated.
P.S. No such hard feelings
AKP. Just some memories and writings things which u have inspired in me. Hope
to be more good writer in coming days.
Undersigned
Subhra P Dey
