The Fifteen Best Days Of My Life

First of all, I'm back to blogging after nearly a four month hiatus due to several reasons that are best left unsaid as I've been trying ever so hard to put my mistakes in the past and also buried as deep as possible into the ground.

With that said, let's talk about the last fifteen days of my life which have been FOR SURE the best fifteen days I could have ever wanted.

After the mess that I had made of everything, I never really knew whether I would see her face again, but thankfully I did, on the morning of the 31st of October 2008, and it was one morning that I shall never forget... I stayed up all night, tidying up and getting everything right for her and so that I wouldn't doze off and wake up late since her train was coming in early in the morning as usual (and knowing me for the heavy sleeper that I am, I would have most certainly have not woken up unless I stayed up all night). I took an early morning bus ride to the station, it was cold, dark and just plain beautiful as the monsoon breeze swept across my face as her palms do and that made me anticipate her being in my arms even more. I reached the station about an hour early and I honestly had no idea about what to do to pass the time (did I mention I had an commerce exam as well in a couple of hours ? And I forgot to get my books with me to study since I didn't think I'd need to wait for as long as I ended up waiting for), 3 cups of coffee and about 45 minutes later, I saw a light approaching along the train tracks, I felt my heart skip a beat, a minute later my phone rang... she wanted to know if I was waiting for her (what made me happy was the confidence she had in her voice when she asked me, it was more like just confirmation of me being there rather than her actually wondering). As the train approached, I made sure that I ran over to the carriage so that I would be there waiting for her the moment she got down from the train and my face would be the first one that she saw... And when she did finally get down, it hit me harder than ever before that there was nothing in this world that could ever make me stop loving her the way that I do and to me she looked more beautiful than ever before. At that moment, I knew I was way more lucky and blessed and I honestly had earlier accepted.

The entire time that we spent together was nothing short of bliss, a kind of poetry in motion you could say because I could write paragraphs on every move she made when we were together, all the times, she'd get up out of bed in the middle of night to cook me something when I was hungry (and every single time, it turned out to be nothing short of yummy), all the times we held hands and walked down my street, those few moments on the beach that we spent together, all the movies we watched which choke me up every single time that I watch them and I probably have a memory with her as every single scene goes by during those movies. Her every little smile will forever be imprinted in my head, that morning that seemed ever so peaceful at the temple, I haven't seen something or felt something as beautiful or sacred as she is, she turns my world upside down and spins it all the way around every second that she's with me. She's showed to me and made me feel what I would like to call the epitome of love and affection and a yearning and want for someone and that is something that no one is going to take away from either of us.

We've begun our second year together as well as our 1st anniversary was on the 13th of November, it was one of the most perfect nights that I'd ever spent with anyone and for sure the most romantic night that I could ever want. Her face + Her Smiles & Blushes + Chocolate + Flowers = Heaven to me. (and I know it was heaven to her as well).

I realize that we don't need to change anything at all about each other or between us to have a perfect relationship and changing things would only spoil everything, what we have is perfection and I hope to God that it stays the same forever.

It killed me when we reached the station and she had to go and the train pulled away before I could give her one last kiss, it killed me even more when I saw her unsure of when we'd be together again prior to that (I know for a fact deep within my heart that it won't be too long and I never will be without her nor will I ever let her go without me in her life)... I held the pain inside me all evening and went out for dinner with a friend (Jay) but all I could think of was her. Today was the coldest day we've had all year and while the rain poured down on me on my way home on the bike with Jay, every drop of rain felt like a needle poking my face at the speed we were travelling down empty wet roads... I closed my eyes for a couple of seconds and I knew it was now my only chance to let a few tears go as the only memory I had was the night of our anniversary when we stood outside in my backyard in the rain and kissed. When I came home to my empty room full of sticky notes that she left me, I longer for her to wrap herself up around me and feel that warmth I'd be feeling for so many days and had gotten so used to feeling, but sadly she wasn't there, try as I might have, but the tears just became uncontrollable at that point, I missed her more than ever before and I will keep missing her more and more till I see her again soon.

It's certainly going to be odd to get used to living with her 750+ km's away from me again and having to only talk to her over the phone for a while, but I know that one day we're going to be together forever and when that day comes, there's nothing that will ever keep us from being anywhere else but in each others arms every night.

All I have left to say is... Thank you Baby. I love you. Happy 1st Anniversary by the way. She's my lifeline.