Recently I read this beautiful quote somewhere that said,”Being Different is one of the most beautiful things on earth,Embrace your ‘YOU’ ness” — this statement was said in such simple words that it really carved a niche in my heart. I easily related myself to these said words.
And I know when I have you beside me, I need not worry. You will wholeheartedly accept this “YOU” ness of mine. You are my savior, my guide, my most beloved trustworthy friend. It is you who had always been there with me, held my hands firmly in all situations. To sum up I owe you my Life, my friend.
Those struggling days when people around me blamed for every single fault, you had cheered me up; when the world pointed their fingers at me for each sin I committed, you had inspired me to rise and stand. I can never count my love for you neither can I assess since when I fell for you. It’s just that when you are with me I feel different, I feel confident, I feel ME.
Our affair was a noted one, remember during those exam days when I was busy flipping the pages and choosing the most easiest chapters to start with, you sat right in front of me, staring me and piercing my heart with your words. Oh gosh!!! How it hurt me. Even those tiring nights when my eyes failed to remain open, when they forcibly closed , I was drained. And then you emerged, whispering in my ears…huuuhh!!! Silly me. I wanted to doze off and you were adamant.. less sleep more studies. Few moments with you in solace and I was charged up. You were different and you made me different.
Those memories are still afresh in my mind.
How can I miss those breezy afternoon sessions of our togetherness. Ma taking a short nap, baba in office, no tension of siblings, just YOU and ME ! OH, the lovely twosome. I miss those teenage days, my heart is still with the 90’s. Adolescent love, crispy weather, winds playing with those loose strands of hair, licking the mango pickled fingers ….woow, I am lost again. See, I still reminisce our days, how much I love you, you are the pivot of my life.
You know my dear, when occasionally in those days I wrote a page or two of my diary, I always mentioned about you. It seemed my love for you ran through my veins, I felt isolated without you. Why only those summer days to talk about, even those overcast stormy days and nights illuminated my heart deep from within at the slightest thought of you. I ran to fetch you and you readily accompanied me. You, me and the coffee cups with the thunders hovering over us made such a deadly combination. Those chilly wintry nights, you remember, how I pined for you. When baba went to sleep I tip toed into the living room and stealthily closed their bedroom doors,then…stepped on the open verandah so that both of us can enjoy the misty night under the starry sky. The chill of the dark night vanished with your presence, your sound just created enough warmth around me. OH, such lovely days and such beautiful memories of us…If only I can time travel to those days!!!
OH, my beloved I forgot to mention one incident. Remember my friend, ya…ya.. the short and sweet girl, she wanted to have you for a night and I was like… WHATTT—–????? How could you even dare to think of it? That also in the 90’s, when you were my sole companion. She and my beloved ….. HELL… such a pervert she was… (giggles)
It was so different my dear ; those days we were so innocent that I never thought of parting from you, but see now a decade and five years later, where are you? and where am I? Distance…. a long, long distance but still I guess you are the same. I know you have broken down, transformed yourself completely but time changed my dear, and you also have to move on; though I still have the same picture of yours in my heart!
When you fell ill I was so worried, everyday I thought of visiting the medical center and see you, wish you good health. But how can I? I was answerable to my elders about my whereabouts… My God, those fateful days were so dull and gloomy for me. Even one day my Nani, asked me the cause of such a sad face. OH my! how can I answer. My heart was thumping, so all I could say was “nothing”, though that nothing of me sounded like “everything.”
But the day you returned from clinic and you visited my place.. oh what a relief ! I was certain that never in my life I will part with you… so foolish of me.
Today, as I disclose my never ending Love for you, the reason for my existence to the WORLD, I know I sound very silly but I still miss you, MY WALKMAN. You are the second man in my life(of course after my lovable father)who though was non living yet played a crucial part of this living creature. Many a times I wondered why you were called Walkman, when you can never walk,,,haahhhaa. Such a foolish thought, but what to do that generation was such, innocent minds, unpolluted souls, pure hearts. I was already a music lover, it soothed me in all moods and when couple with your agile features I was a die heart fan of yours. Whatever I played on you,my Walkman, it calmed me, soothed my senses. Most interesting thing was you accompanied me wherever I went…hills..beaches…garden…walks…vehicles…bed…specially under the quilt….even to the restroom..ssshhhh!!! don’t be loud. No wonder my ma kept knocking on the washroom door when I was inside. Those Hindi melodious songs and my fantasies with every rising hero…..what a childhood! So now as I keep gaining experiences with every passing year all I believe is “with you it was different, with you it is different and with you it will forever be different.”
Anyway, whether it’s 90’s or 2K… the most important thing that matters is the music. Whether it’s from a Walkman or an iPod or a mobile, only thing that matters is MUSIC…melodious tunes. So here for the time being I conclude my love for you with these three simple words…Happy Valentines Day!!
This blog post is a part of #Vdayblogtrain (Valentine’s Day blog train) hosted by Vartika Mehrotra (www.vartikasdiary.com) and Prerna Wahi (www.prernawahi.com) and sponsored by ShilpSa, Kalpavriksha farms and Neha from @bloggingmadeeasier” Twitter – https://twitter.com/kalpa_mani FB: https://www.facebook.com/sonalibhattacharya83 Twitter – https://twitter.com/Sonali36408591
The prompt that I have chosen is “With you …its Different”
hmmm… mobile…that’s the need of the hour..all built in one…
thanks Prerna… ya very true… that’s what i said..our kids will think what’s this object…such an antique piece…but that antique…
Exactly…that’s what we call variety of life…rather change of life…
hahhaha….very true… even I miss it
exactly… cd player too…now its advanced but these will always be treasures