My Shahl

It's all about my sweet friend called Shahla.. to whom I am pretty close to.. a blog which speaks about her life, zest, her whims and fancies, her pyche, her persona, her life style.. so in nutshell its just an endevour to unveil her insight to all her near ones who claim to know her better but perhaps still know her too little... so keep exploring ...

Saturday, December 23, 2006

My definition for Shahl has no end …

"Age cannot wither her, nor custom stale her infinite variety" said Shakespeare ages back while praising a feminine beauty. How relevant are these words when I think of my Shahl. I often short of words while defining her. Y'day night while talking we were in a different world. I kept narrating some of stories which really touched me of couple who fell in love and had their own way of defining love and relationship. I find different ways defining her often. Last night my conversation with her gave a new name to her, if I define my Shahl, I would rather love to call her a Missing Rib. Well to understand this rib you all need to flash back ages back in the Adam and Eve Era and have a look at how Eve was created. Yeah she came into existence thru Adam's rib. We can realize the fact how obvious is their strong bonds with eachother. So is the case of ours, I call her my Missing Rib since our attachment has scaled to that height where we can claim that our bond some way or the other resemble to this theory. She nodded when I narrated this saga and was rather pleased to hear this.
The best description that I personally have ever read describing the closeness of the spouses to each other is the verse from my divine book which says: "they are your garments and you are their garments" Indeed, spouses are like garments to each other because they provide one another with the protection, the comfort, the cover, the support, and the adornment that garments provide to humans. Just imagine a journey in the winter of Alaska without garments! Our spouses provide us with the same level of comfort, protection, cover, and support in the journey of our lives on this earth as garments would do in the Alaskan journey.
\nIndeed the relationship between the spouses is the most amazing of all human relations: the amount of love and affection, intimacy and closeness, mercy and compassion, peace and tranquility that fills the hearts of the spouses is simply inexplicable. I pray that with time we keep strong bond strengthening and hence it's said "the best of you are those who are best to their wives." I am just waiting to see eachother our soul mates, as this way we would come under the sanctity of Nikah. And I am sure I wont be requiring such blogs to express my feelings for her as she would be always there 24*7.

Sunday, December 17, 2006

Seldom do my call bug her ...

While updating my blog, I could notice some song in this cyber, just felt sharing with Shahl. Just called her but unfortunately forgot the wordings, soon winded up though but just kept bugging her twice thrice till she seemed a bit frowned and asked categorically not to phone since I didn’t had any tangible stuff to discuss or share. I was a bit unnerved for a while and could understand being bugged by my silly calls. A stitch in time save nine, I need to use this proverb before she really lose her and temper and I have to strive hard to make her mood back to square one. But with every encounter I find her coming more near and thus our mutual understanding keep evolving. Every such difference make me her understand more and at the end of the day I have more reasons to rejoice as I am coming more closer to my Shahl..

Saturday, December 16, 2006

Connections




Connection you, is the cash line of Nokia a seasoned company in cellular industry. The weekend had ample number of calls to Shahl, thus was connected the entire day as if the whole day I accompanied her, I kept call her every now and then. It all commenced in the morning while she was in bed, right from having brush to her tea to her breakfast, to her visit to her school DAV, etc I was updated for her every move of the day. Though I was not literally with her but virtually I was with her every now and then. This is how the technology proves a boon as you are connected the entire day this way.

I was really happy doing so, while she was sometime seen a bit frowned as she was bugged in her work by repeating her refrain,” kaam to hai nahi tumhe koi, ek mahine me yeh haal hai to itne din kaise nikalo ge”. She is right, its really difficult doing so, all I ask her to keep praying for her. But often she was happy getting my calls, as she too felt like connected to me the entire day. And perhaps that was the reason her mood was enlightened. Probably this weekend was fabulous for obvious reasons as felt connected all the way and day …

Friday, December 15, 2006

Just want one reason to bug her …


As I was waiting for my friend to join me at Azam campus, I thought of just trying some weird idea of bugging my Shahl. Luckily I had my bag with my with my diary, I just opened the same and started reading my travelogue loudly and dialed Shahl at her cell. She kept on saying Hello, Hello, but I continued this, and soon she realized that I came up again with some attitude of Masti to bug her. She just listened carefully, I asked,


“Shahl tell me, what I am reading”, she was right in her guess, and we just laughed a lot.
And said, “you know Shahl, I wrote a letter to you which you would get in my pack right dear”, “hmm, good, bada likna okay” yeah will do dear infact its of 1.5 page” , come on dear is it a big one… ? She posed her query, don’t worry Shahl, will jot down something at my blog so that you have enough of stuff to read for the day. Hence I am all the way to this café to scribble something in it so that that my Shahl could go through them and get some more smiles on her face.
Infact I really love doing so, and pray that I keep getting such more opportunity to jot down something for her, it really quench my thirst and soon it increases my thirst too and keeps it moving. Communication via various ways has no end, everytime we try different tools to communicate at the end of the day we are more lured to communicate and no one sounds complacesent. Indeed it has much to say about us. May we come together soon.

Missed my my blog these days ….

My blog might be missing me a lot, as posts have almost been so minimal, thanks to the haywire in my life. But such seldom post still have all the gleam and effects which previously lacked. Anyway, when the path of life sounds rough I often strengthen myself with words of my Shahl, that its imperative in life to have such turbulence it indeed teaches one a lot in life. Anyway, everyone has to face the music without being pessimistic. Life is to go on despite all the odds.

Well it’s really difficult to jot down all the happenings of past couple of days since there are whole lots of things to be jotted down here. Let me use my writing techniques learnt in my Media classes. Yeah the reverse pyramids technique, i.e. first thing first followed by other things. Let me begin with today itself. It was a testing time for me to select some bangles for my Shahl since it was the first time in my life to have this experience to buy such things in life. Necessity is the mother of invention most common axiom often we hear for such junctures in life. Though I seek her support in selecting some good shades of bangles but she denied as she wanted me to attempt and send the same. And finally with a bit of struggle I could buy two colors and I pray and wish that she likes them a lot.
I hope she gets them on time safe in her hands.

Another blow of exorbitant bill of that cursed Airtel bill wrecked me within, all I decided was get a much better option to opt for an STD free RIM Card. I had been using them from past few days, where it’s free in night, and I discover myself busy talking to her till late nights. And we have whole lot of stuffs to discuss. A huge session of talking everything and anything. The tough time for me discussing some horrible experience which I had with my cousin. She had all reasons to react the way she did, but finally when she realized she was back to square one cursing her for being rude. The other day I repeated likewise which flared her up again. This time it was sheer my mistake. But while justifying such debates I explained her brighter side of it, that it really portrays her possessiveness for me, and I am happy to see her being so for me. And that Indian’ ness of not sharing her would be was noticed too, I respect her feelings for me. And I pray that we come together and stay ever and forever here and hereafter.