My Queen

October 30^th 2015.

My best friend, Sid travelled all the way from Malaysia to spend time with me on my birthday. A gesture I can never forget. The beauty of my friendship with Sid is that, we don’t meet up very often, it’s like once or twice in a couple of years, but when we meet, we share everything. That day I still remember, we started from how he mistakenly entered ladies bathroom in Malaysia to how I wore my gym shorts inside-out and entered the floor only to become a clown in front of the entire gym.

That evening, we took off in his car for a long drive. I was listening to soft instrumental music and I was enjoying myself, in-between chatting with ‘Her’ .

“I didn’t come here all the way flying so you text to someone else Harsha” said Sid
oh god he’s mad, I understood that.
He took my mobile, and of course it was code locked, and to my utter surprise he went through the lock in exact 4 attempts.
No wonder he’s my best friend.

“sooooooooooo finally a ‘special one’ eh?, care to explain?” Sid asked as he kept on shifting his line of sight from road and to my mobile screen.
“Its complicated and a looong story I said” trying to change the topic
“Its not like we are going on a mission, we have a long drive ahead” Sid blurted out.

He was definitely not giving me any chance to let go of this topic. And Sid was definitely enjoying seeing me uncomfortable, that idiot.
He then pulled the car to side of the road got me a Sprite and got a mountain dew for him and he turned towards me and spoke “well?”
“Fine” I said. Sid reached out to the volume dial, and reduced the music to a minimum.
We both shifted to the back seat of his Volkswagen.

 “It’s complicated Sid” I said.
“Then it’s a good thing I am here in person, tell me Harsha” he said taking a sip from his bottle.

 I leaned back and rested my head on the window and closed my eyes.
“I made a promise to ‘her’ Sid” I said keeping my eyes still closed
“What is it?” Sid asked
“I made a promise on my mom that I will look after ‘her’ like my mom” ….I was silent for a while and then I spoke again

 “Sid, I see my god in ‘her’, and in ‘her’ arms lies my heaven … In ‘her’ company my soul can finally rest ….. ‘She’ is the answer to my every prayer … “

“Siddy, I fought with the entire world through each and every step of my life, and you know it all, but the moment I see ‘her’ I can’t help but bow my head in front of her”
I didn’t know what to say next, the only thing I can hear is my heart beat racing. Well, ‘she’ has that effect on me whenever I think of ‘her’.

 It was getting dark, so Sid leaned to the front of the car and switched on the parking lights, and he sat back.
“You told ‘her’ how you feel?” he asked
“It’s complicated… nothing comes easy to me Siddy …” I tried to manage a smile “the first time I met ‘her’ is like a dream come true with my heart as a witness … ‘her’ every memory touched my heart in a million possible ways and I have no clue that someone can elevate my life to such an extent”

“you are in Love with ‘her’ kiddo” said Sid in a mocking manner.

 “ Love? …….. one word can’t explain the feelings I have for ‘her’ Sid… It is said that some lives are linked across time, connected by the strings of the heart … it may be destiny or fate, I don’t know what you people say … but I will say this, ‘she’ is the destiny of my every heart beat…. ‘She’ is the shadow behind my every smile … I just don’t know how to explain to you Sid ….
‘She’ is the only woman for whom I want to kneel and kiss ‘her’ feet …. The king bows to no one but to her queen, and Sid, she is ‘My Queen’ “

Perfect in her imperfections….,

As I picked up my gym bag, I looked myself back in the locker room mirror. Memories since the last 8 months rushed fast, but where should I even start…!! She took me by surprise….!!

August19^th

A perfect 1300 calorie breakfast from my mom to kick start the day. If I had any idea that fate is going to twist and curl my life, I’d have had perfectly avoided her by spending all day in bed. What happened can’t be undone. We are close, and after many twists and turns, I finally met her that day, for the first time.

Just think a 170 pound guy who looks like a cousin brother of a buffalo meeting a girl for the first time. My mind was already making 200 different plans on how to screw up. It was 5 pm, and it crossed my mind to send her a text and call it off, but I am glad I didn’t.

We met in the lobby of my gym.

I need to get a few facts straight, there was no music in the air, no arrows from cupid hitting me, no somersaults…, but it was amazing, to this day I don’t have a clue what she and I talked that day. I have no freaking idea, I think I still didn’t come out of that trance yet. She was wearing a long yellow top with red dots on it and a red pyjama. To be honest there was actually nothing… absolutely nothing special about her, at least that’s what I tried to believe.

We shook hands, and there was no electric shock, neither fairies nor the magical spark. It was calm, and smooth, but I can’t forget how hard I was trying to hold my 44 inches belly inside.  

I was doing multitasking back then, I was looking up into her eyes as I spoke, and I am being honest, I still don’t remember what we talked that day. And when I was looking up at her, I was thinking, “why the hell is she taller than me”, and I was holding my belly inside, and another thought was “damn, she is slim, and look at me, she will hate me for the rest of my life”…

I was looking into her eyes as we spoke, and we met only for a couple of minutes, but then there was mole near her lower lip, it was somehow very damn attractive. For some unknown reasons, against every instinct of mine and against every moral fibre, I started liking her. Few minutes passed, and we bid our farewell, and I took stairs and went to the first floor, and I was watching her from the first floor lobby as she was leaving. I then saw her hair tied into a bun, few hairs were standing up, looked amazing. I always liked loose hair, for the first time I liked hair being tied up into a bun. Before she took off, she turned back once, I don’t know why she did that, but the moment she turned back to see, that was the moment everything changed.
Eight months passed and I still don’t know why I want her, and why I dream of spending the rest of my life with her. She is careless, lazy, spoon-fed, everything I hate in others, and yet those are things that dragged me to her, and tied me up to my feelings for her. Am I in love?

“Harsha ………………….. Harsha”
My trainer snapped me back into the present.
“Harsha, the gym management is asking for you pics to put up a flexy as you have reduced 50 pounds in 3 months” my trainer said
“Sir, my weight loss is the dedication of my feelings to a special someone. I was able to lose weight, shut my mouth for all the tasty oily food for that someone so that she and I can look amazing together, when I stand next to her….. I am not interested in all these promotions, spare me the talk” I made it clear once again to my trainer.

As I walked through the parking lot, I thought …. Why did I fall for that careless, carefree, thrifty, and lazy girl of all people… I had no answer for that and I will never have … she is just “Perfect in her Imperfections”