Love at first sight… a story of 2, 12 & 22 !!

They say love at first sight is a pretty clichéd statement most suited to movies, dramas and novels. True as it might be but I must say that there have been at least 2 moments in my life when I fell in love... at the very first sight!

Of course, 2 moments notwithstanding the umpteen times I fell in "love" with just the idea of being in love. Well as a teen, one often looks at a pretty face, a lovely smile, a mysterious expression... skips a heartbeat and falls in love, not with the person to whom the above attributes belong but with the idea of being in love. But about all those "fallings", or rather 'failings' of my life... sometime later.

Today I write about the beautiful 'first sight' when I just fell in love... truly, madly, deeply if I may. Not once, but twice...

Well, most recently it happened with a dashing handsome cool guy, but much about that too later 'cos that's an experience that changed me totally and re-defined the whole 'orientation' of my life...

This was the time I was dating this wonderful girl with whom I had so much in common that it was simply amazing. It was as if we had known each other for ages and there was nothing that we could not talk about to each other. The instant comfort factor we felt with each other was pure wonderful. But thankfully, that relation was gradually built on the foundation of lots & lots of soul sharing and is in its 10th glorious year now. 

Then again, that's another interesting story for ... ya ... later ;)

Today is about the girl whose picture my girlfriend showed to me on one of our dates ... there she was with a mop of curly lush black hair on her head, a twinkle in her eyes, a mischievous smile, a cherry vanilla strawberry mix complexion ...  my girlfriend nee wife's 2 year old little sister ... one look at her and I fell in love ... and yes, my heart did skip a beat too :)

As it turned out later she was not actually a 2 year old toddler by that time, but a 12 year old sweet little chatterbox with some very serious gift of gab. And to think of it, I was going to buy a pair of beautiful, fluffy cream colored booties for her as a gift. But thank god :P 

And thank god for her … my eternal fun partner :)

Well, she does pull my leg for my discomfort in social situations and so many other things like my small and fat fingers, shorter arm length, lately my age etc. etc.  but I am sure I pull her 'leg' much much more than that ;)

That's like kinda our thing... pulling each other's legs (or cheeks :P), having loads of irrelevant talks,  go for drives... well no, that's just one of my mean ways of pestering her :P ... but it's fun, such pure fun... being with her!!

There was also a time though between the day I saw that picture and the present day when I became so self obsessed with all things material that I grew apart, so much so that I couldn't ever be there with her on any of her birthdays or performances... and in that time she grew up and she grew smart.

The little 12 year old chatterbox whose talks could not even be stopped by the roaring ruckus of the noisiest 2 stroke ride in Delhi that we two rode the first time I met her, simply grew from 'Awww' to 'Awe' ...  :D

She is now one of the most practical people that you could come across, to the extent that when told that a small gas leak in my house (my own house, mind you) could have blown the kitchen away... her reaction was simply to ask how I would prepare food (read, maggi) if so happens... yet, she does these small little things that makes one feel good.

There might not be anymore Spiderman cards on my birthday, or brutal extortion by getting my signature on a blank document by guile... but small things like getting my fav chocolate for my b'day or calling me after her exams, results, a night out or just to tell me that she saw a house with a red door and a brass knocker simply make my day.

She looks beautiful, gorgeous too (at times, you know makeup & stuff :P ), and is even known as a 'Sexy Danceaholic' but even now a look at her face and I can't stop a smile coming to me. A possibility of a serious talk between the two of us is so rare 'cos for me she will always be 2 and for her I have always been 3.

Ok, she looks a bit funny too... ;)

Infact, the only time we did have a serious discussion without smiling for more than 10 mins, it resulted in a life-changing event.

And as she celebrated her 22nd b'day this Jan the 14th, I was simply happy for the fact that though I have never been there on any of her b'days but I was there with her on the midnight of Sep the 14th... the day of her rebirth :)

Wishing you a very happy birthday sweetheart and promising you that I will keep badgering you with questions and loads & loads of bakwaas till you are 222 :P