Friday, December 9, 2011

खूप दिवसानी

बरेच दिवस झाले, बराच काही लिहायच होता पण राहुल गेला. उशिरा का होईना पण आज थोडी सवड मिळाली मग म्हटल की चला, शब्दाना थोड मोकळ करूया. लिहीण्यासाठी बर्‍याच कल्पना आल्या पण लिहायचा कंटाळा केला आणि इथे आल्या पासून, तू जवळ असल्यापासून मन अस रमू लागलाय की लिहाण्यासाठी अत्यंत गरजेचा असणारा दर्द माझयाकडे मुळी उरलाच नाही.

काम, घर, दुष्कर्मी लोक, महागाई आयूषाला डिव्चून डिव्चून आकर्ष कंटाळा आणारी घटक काही कमी नाहीत, पण तू आहेस ना, मग बाकी सगळा कस शूलक वाटत. आधी यायचा सगळ्याला कंटाळा पण आता नाही. अगदी सोप्या भाषेत सांगायच ना तर 'ही जादू तुझीच'. खूप आधी वाटल की लग्न, बायको, संसार या सगळया माणसाला जखडून टाकणाराया गोष्टी आहेत. पण आता कळू लागलाय की चॉइस बरोबर असला की या माणसाला मोकळ्या कारणार्‍या या सारख्या गोष्टी दुसर्‍या नाहीत.

आणि यात सगळयात मोठी गोष्ट मणजे चॉइसबरोबार असण, या साठी माणसाने किती हात झीजवले तरी 'सब कूच उपरवाले के हात मैं होता हैं'. या बाबतीत मात्र उपरवाले ने आपनी दोस्ती खूब निभाई. चॉइस नुसता बरोबर नाही तर असा भन्नाट दिलाय की ‘उपर वेल तेरी माया अपरमपर’ हेच बोलाव लागणार. बर्याच अडचणी आल्या, मी कधी तरी दगमागलो पण तोह माझ्या पाठीशी खंबीर पणे उभा राहिला.

अरे ते बाजूला रहुदे, त्याची स्तुती कारणारा मी कोण रे? मला तर त्याने केलेल्या किमये विषयी बोलायचाय. इथे मिंटे मिनतला घर मोडताना दिसत असताना , घर जोडणारी मानस एकहाड्याला मिळतील पण मन जोडणारी मानस फार क्वचित्च. तोह पण बोलला होता, त्याच्या कडे पण त्या मॉडेलचा प्रॉडक्ष्नच बर्‍याच वर्षा पासून वांदे आहेत.
शेवटी काय, मला हेच म्हणायच्य की तू आणि तोह, हे मझयबोर असल्यावर मला कसलीच चिंता नाही...........असो

Friday, March 4, 2011

A few months later

There is complete darkeness and not much noise inside the house. One can hear the hum-drum of the traffic outside though. No one is home. Yet. Its a little late in the evening, i think its just about to be 8. All of sudden, one can hear the tinkling of keys and you enter the house. You somehow manage to jugle all the grocery bags and swich on the lights and the fan.

You dump the bags on the coffee table in front of the couch, your purse including. Then you slump on the couch and switch on the tv. After a little surfing, you settle on some channel showing some singing reality comeption. You were never into the daily soaps and that hasn't changed. You look tired but not much. You watch for a whole minute without moving a bit, an achivement i must say. You realize that you need some water so you walk upto the kitchen, switch on the light and return to the couch with a glass of water. There was a jug of tang cooling in the refrigrator but you completely ignored it

You sit for a while, occasionally flipping channels. Then you get back in action. You change into a comfy pyjamas and a tshirt that is a faint reminder of what it once was. I did tell you a few times to do away with that tee but you solemly refused everytime. You pick up the grocery bags from the table and walk back to the kitchen.

Somewhere when you are about to add the tadka to the dal, i come in. Got my own keys so not much of trouble for you to open the door. I yell out that i'm home. You ask me to come to the kitchen. I walk there to gulp down a little tang. Unlike you, plain water had always been a problem. I give a small peck on your cheeks, you smile a little. We talk a little about routine chores and later go to change. I return to couch to catch up on some tv, i scream at you to join me soon. You promise to be there in 5 minutes, a promise that you can never keep. We both know that.

What we also know is that we are we are at so much at peace with each other. There is a very soothing calmness in our relationship. A lot of things have changed between us since we first met. Even love. But only the form we express it. What other may call as a boring married life, we call it blissful magic of togetherness.



Saturday, February 19, 2011

Hi Sam

Hey Hi! Good to see you here. I knew you would drop by sometime. Thank you for coming. I know you are a lot busy these days with so many things going on. I just cant believe that life which was at a standstill a few days back have gone a for a complete swirl now. I hope that our rollicking time continues.

So tell me, how are things for you? Are you as excited as I am? We gonna be so much fun together. With you around, life has a completely different meaning to it. To slip into blissful sleep in your arms would be just the perfect way to end the day and one cant have better start to the day then to wake up the same way. Day would pass quickly in the hope of being with you in the evening, you would be the perfect reason to come home day after day. It would be delightful to get old with you and have babies with you. Everyone longs for the peace and serenity in life and you bring that to my life. That and lot more.

I hope i bring a lot of joy and happiness in your life. Just as you did for mine.

Saturday, January 22, 2011

I'm at it. Again

Like her, used to her, she's become a habit. I dont know how can i describe this? Should i say love her, nah, probably not. Maybe I'm not eligible to use that word anymore. I have used that word liberally in the past so much so that i find it in very short supply these days and i dont wanna use it just yet.

She is nice. Warm and affectionate, someone who grows on you. Not someone you would take notice of at the first glance but before you know it, you are drawn towards her by the magnetism of her simplicity. A woman in complete sense with innocense of a child. Not even a wiff of any pretense, someone so plain and so pure that it is difficult to belive that she exists.