My Life Partner - Part 3 - Conclusion

This is the third and concluding part of the story. If you have not yet read previous parts, please click on the links below before reading this part

Click here to read Part 1: My Life Partner

Click here to read Part 2: The Promise and Railway Station

Part 3: And it rained again!

Sushma boarded the train. Arijit and Sushma kept looking at each other through the window railings. Sushma slowly raised her hand out of the window and handed over a piece of paper to Arijit on which she had written: "I love you Arijit, May God make all your wishes come true". As the train was leaving, it had already started raining. Arijit stood there watching the train leave and at the same time also trying to catch one last glimpse of Sushma's beautiful face. It had been an hour since the sight of the train had disappeared in that heavy rain. Arijit was still standing there soaking in rain and looking in the direction the train left.

All along her way back home, Sushma was thinking how she would tell her parents about Arijit and convince them. Thinking about him, she did not realize that 5 hours had gone by and she had reached her destination. Sushma got out of the train to see her parents waiting to greet her. She smiled, although it was not the same heartfelt smile that would adorn her face usually. Her dad kept all her luggage in the car and they started driving back home. On her way back, she received a text from Arijit. "Have you reached home safely? Let me know." Sushma did not reply to that message. She needed some time to think. She needed time to think about what had happened in her life recently. She knew her Dad very well and that it would be one of the most difficult things for her to convince him. After all her dad had lost his daughter 3 years back because of this thing called "Love".

Vidya. That was her elder sister's name. She left this world just 3 years ago. Vidya was madly in love with Arjun, whom she had met during her college days. They both had promised each other to be together for entire life. But maybe, promises are meant to be broken. And Arjun did the same. After being together for almost 5 years and when Vidya asked him about marriage, Arjun declined and left her alone. Vidya was heartbroken. She tried to get away from her sorrows, but the worst of her feelings took over her and she decided to leave everything behind.

For the next 3 months after college was over, Arijit used to message Sushma regularly. But Sushma did not reply. She had not yet told her parents about him. Every time Sushma thought about a way to convince her dad, she would remember Vidya's face and her mind would just go blank. She knew her dad has not yet forgotten what happened and would never accept her relationship with Arijit. By now, Arijit had also slowly started losing hopes that Sushma would reply. He had started believing that she would never come back in his life. Every night he would try to sleep, but probably, sleep had become his enemy and he had made friendship with all the memories which would continuously replay in his mind. A girl who loved him so much had left him without giving him a reason. He knew she left because of her dad, a decision which was not convincing enough for him. After all, Sushma also never said anything about Vidya to him. Months after not hearing anything from Sushma, Arijit started getting busy with his office work. Without caring about his health, food, friends and time, he would continuously immerse himself into more and more work, just to keep himself busy. He was scared that if he would leave his mind idle for even for a minute, Sushma's thoughts would take over him.

Few more months passed by. Sushma used to regularly visit Arijit's social profile and spend time reading stories on his website. Those were the only things that had kept her connected to him so far. But today she felt different. Sushma had stopped receiving messages from Arijit. When she checked his website, the last post was about one month old. There were no updates on his social profile either.

4 Years Later:

Sushma had started working in a multinational company by now. Today on her way to the office, she was thinking about what her parents told her a few days back. They wanted her to get married now. They were worried and knew that if a girl's age crosses a limit, it would be difficult for them to find her a nice life partner. Her parents would bring a proposal every other week and every time Sushma ignored the topic replying "I'll think about it".

At the office, lost in her memories and blankly looking at her computer screen, Sushma heard the voice of Meera - her office colleague calling her name. Meera had a bright red card with shining embroidery design in her hand. Meera jokingly said "Sushma, my marriage is fixed with that idiot Sameer. You have to definitely be there, OK!",  and handed over the invitation card to her. Meera was looking very happy and Sushma could not stop but notice the amazing glow Meera had on her face. This was the same glow she wanted to be on her own face but now had no options but to wait for miracles to happen. Meera and Sameer loved each other and were together for last 6 years and now they were going to change their relationship in a love marriage. This was exactly same kind of marriage Sushma had wished for. All these years, she had not received any message from Arijit, neither did she hear anything about him. In a hope that she would meet Arijit, she even went to her college reunion. But Arijit was not there. She tried to ask her friends, but no one knew where he was. By now, she had started cursing herself. Why she did not reply to him. Why she did not take even little efforts to convince her parents. She wanted Arijit to contact her back, send a message to which she can reply and change everything back to how it was. After realizing her mistakes, she had started feeling guilty every day. As each day passed by her feelings of sorrow and guilt had started turning into anger against her own self. She just wanted to take revenge from herself. Standing at this intersection of her life where she cannot go back in past and neither ignore that her parents are getting older day by day, she decided of marrying anyone and move on, just to take revenge of her past. That is why when her parents told about a proposal yesterday, without thinking or asking anything, she agreed to meet the boy the very next day. But she had no idea, that the past from which she had now decided to escape, the same past was going to show up in front of her tomorrow.

That night, as always, Sushma was trying to sleep and by the time she slept it was almost time for the sun to rise. "Wake up, Sushma, Wake up!", her mom shouted trying to wake her up. It was almost 10 am and she had to meet the boy in another hour. Sushma did not have any desire to put any makeup or make herself look pretty. Sitting in her room, she was remembering Arijit's face which she had seen many years back. By then she saw her mom walk inside her room with a smile on her face. "Boy seems very nice. We like him, he would be the perfect life partner for you Sushma" mom said with a smile. She held Sushma's hand and started guiding her out of her room. As soon as she stepped outside her room, Sushma was stunned after what she saw. The person in front of whom she was standing, was no other than Arijit. "Arijit !!", those were the only words she was able to say. A thousand emotions ran through her heart. All these years being distant from each other, they were now just a few steps away. Sushma was overwhelmed with joy. She ran towards him and gave him a hug. She held him tight and did nothing but just happily cried with her head on his shoulders. She did not want to leave him as she wanted to convince her heart that now he would never go away. Arijit got closer to her ears and the first words he said were "I told you at the railway station - This is not the last time we meet."

Sushma's parents had also agreed for their marriage. After all, they had found a perfect life partner for Sushma who had all the qualities they wanted. But more than that there was no better feeling for them than to see how happy their daughter was when she was with Arijit.  Arijit and Sushma got married within next few months.

Standing on my balcony, thinking about all these memories, I suddenly felt someone's hand on my shoulders. It was Sushma's hand. I was getting late for office and Sushma was trying to call me and remind about it. Lost in memories. I didn't hear her voice until she brought me back into reality with her touch. With a naughty smile, Sushma said - "Kiske khwabon mein khoye hue ho, Mr. Arijit Kumar!"

I am sorry. Throughout this entire time, I forgot to tell you my name. I am Arijit Kumar. After Sushma left me, I never forgot her and never started loving her any less than how much I did when we first met. Yes, at some point in time, I had lost some hope, but not all. I always kept that piece of paper with me, on which she had written: "I love you Arijit, May God make all your wishes come true". And my eternal and only wish that was closest to my heart was to spend my entire life with her. I never knew about Sushma's sister, I never exactly knew the reason why she left me. But I knew that I need to go back and be more successful and better person than I would have ever thought of being. Become so capable that I can go and ask Sushma from her parents and they would never find a reason to reject me as her life partner. And here we are in each others' arms with the same feeling of trust, friendship, and love that we shared years back when we had first met. For past 10 years, our life has definitely changed. We have kids now, 2 cute ones - Rahul and Kajal. We spend more time loving and taking care of our kids and get less time to spend with each other. But whenever we do get time and hold hands, look into each others' eyes - there is no other feeling in this world better than that. I am glad we still share the same feeling of love we had when we first met.

As we stood there looking into each others' eyes, the sky had turned darker and clouds had taken over it. And so, it rained again!! Today it's the same rain, same two people, but now our journey is not destined away from each other but towards the same destination. This time the rains did not carry a feeling of sadness but they felt like tears of joy celebrating our lifelong togetherness and love.

The End.

My Life Partner - Part 2

This is the second part of the story. If you have not yet read part one, please click on the link below before reading this part.

My Life Partner - Part 1

Part 2:  The Promise and Railway Station

Sushma has always been a cheerful, lively and very thoughtful girl and now after being with her for almost 10 years, I know she is also a wonderful wife. I think she is a much better person than what I can ever be. I have never seen a hard working and dedicated person. She always used to care for her parents, never argue with them and happily, would do a thing that her parents asked for. Probably that is the reason she was also their favorite. Back when she was just about to turn into a teenager, she already had a dream - to become an engineer and study in RIT college. RIT college was far away from her home but was one of the best in the country. The only way she could study there was to convince her parents and allow her to stay in the college hostel. Someway or the other, she would bring up the topic of her studies every time she could and try to convince her parents to allow her to study at college hostel. Finally, after a long wait and lots of convincing, her parents agreed to send her to study and stay in the hostel - ONLY on one condition and a promise that - "Not to fall in love and stay away from boys and all these things which could hurt her father". Sushma gladly agreed and tied that promise with her conscience like a life of fish is tied with water.

Sushma had almost completed her Masters and never ever did she have an affair. Well, forget about having a boyfriend, she never ever even had a thought of it. But just when she was about to complete her Masters, something was about to change. Knowingly or unknowingly there was one face which had started showing up in her dreams. To give a name to this face, he was Arijit Kumar. Arijit was an engineer and had completed his Masters about 4 years back. Being an engineer, he was also a writer and a poet. Along with working as an aeronautical engineer at a highly reputed airline company, he used to visit college regularly for his reading sessions with fellow junior students. He used to spend time with fellow writers sharing and reading stories. He even had a website where he would share his stories. Sushma had never seen Arijit in person. She had only read what he had written, all thanks to her roommate who introduced her to Arijit's website a few weeks back. Although, she had never been with a man or felt what love is, but after reading Arijit's words, she could feel how love would be, how it feels to like someone and keep on thinking about them. There must have been some kind of magic in those words that even without meeting Arijit, her heart would beat faster just by thinking about him. She would know that the stories she is reading are not based on her, but someway or the other she has started to relate and trying to find herself in his writings. One day Sushma decided to send a friend request to Arijit on social networking site. After waiting for about an hour, her request was accepted. Just the acceptance notification sent a tingling feeling inside her.

Next day Sushma received a message on chat. Just like how first time friends start their conversation, Arijit texted - "Hi, how are you doing." Sushma was waiting for this message from last 12 hours, since the time they had become virtual friends. Slowly and steadily, they started talking to each other daily and this virtual friendship started becoming a reality. Sometimes on chat, sometimes on phone calls, they used to talk to each other for hours. Sushma used to share everything with him, not just what she did throughout the day, but also her feelings and emotions. And so did Arijit. Arijit liked to talk to her. After all, Sushma was also not a regular girl. Arijit by now had realized how dedicated, hardworking, caring and most of all, how beautiful Sushma was. Arijit also started to think about her the same way Sushma used to think about him. The more he started knowing about Sushma, more he started loving her. He understood even smallest of her dreams and feelings. This was probably the first time both of them understood what is real love. If not love, this would be closest someone would ever get to what is love.

A few months later:

It was the final day of the college and Sushma was packing her bags. After all, college is over and now she has to return home and wait for her final results. It was about 5-hour long journey to her way back home. She could not stop thinking of what to do. What would she say to Arijit when she would meet him today at the railway station. She packed her bags and although unwillingly but called a rickshaw and asked the driver to take her to the railway station.

Arijit was already waiting for her at the station. He was sitting on the bench with his hands folded, probably thinking the same thing that Sushma was - What would they say before they start their journey away from each other. Taking control of herself, Sushma sat beside him. They both looked at each other. They didn't have to say anything. Their eyes said what their heart's felt. Arijit held her hand and said, "I know for sure, this is not the last time we meet.". Sushma had to stop him in between..... She kept her hand on his lips so that he would stop talking. She gave him a kiss and without saying anything she had said Goodbye to him in the most loving way. From the past few days, Sushma was worried about one thing. The one thing, that she had forgotten after meeting Arijit. She had promised her parents that she will not fall in love, she would not betray their trust and hurt them!!

Click here to read Part 3: And it rained again!

My Life Partner - Part 1

Everyone knows Mumbai is a city of lights and night life. But around 5 AM there is still part of the city which is sound asleep. Usually, to wake them up, the sun rises and puts a bright sunshine on the city. Mumbai was getting ready to wake its' people. There are few bunch of people who do wake up even before that happens. I am part of it. Sadly, my alarm clock does not let me sleep beyond 5.30 AM. 

Even though Mumbai is the city which never sleeps. When you wake up at 5.30 in morning, you will see that moon is sleepy. Skies are trying to assemble their belongings and sun is trying to spread its golden yellow glow. But the sun hasn’t risen yet. And as always I would stand at my balcony holding a cup of tea. I always liked this time of the day. Because this is the only time I would take a sip from my cup of tea and I would forget that I am an Engineer and go beyond my boundaries and be truly myself - how I wanted to be. My imaginative mind would be awakened. I would be a poet, a story writer, a musician. I could be anything that I wanted to be. I would stand there and imagine my old memories.I would also be practical and think about what I should do to go forward in my career. 

Basically, this is my time. Nobody else has control over it. Nobody can take it away from me. 

Otherwise, rest of my life is boring.  I have to be practical, talking to the client, solving their problems and doing all those things that 99% of people spend their life on. 

Taking a sip of my tea I usually hold my hand on the railing, not so that I am afraid that I would fall off that I think it gives some kind of company. Many years back Sushma and I used to stand on the same balcony, hands in hand and looking at each other. It used to rain but we would stand there looking at each other, sometimes even argued and fought on things, but, then I used to convince her. She used to smile and we used to hug each other and forget our problems.

But now Sushma seem to be busy with our marital life. Waking up, looking at our children. And because of that, she is so busy until late night, I don’t want her to wake up early like I do. Otherwise, we would have some time to spend with each other. There is no time when I can talk to her. A weird time pause has taken place in our life. 


Click here to read Part 2: The Promise and Railway Station

Random Shayari. Hope you like it.

Tere khwabon ko mere khwabon se milne to de,Tu aaye sammne, aisa lage, Jannat ki khusbu hai yaha.Tu jaye gujarr, to aisa lage,Tujhko na kho jau main agar.Tere khwabon ko mere khwabon se milne ne de jara

I hope you forgive me

Disclaimer: This is mostly fictional story with inspiration from few facts and experiences from my life. 

6:30 AM and my alarm started ringing. I do not have the regular annoying ringtone but a sweet melodious song "Sanu ek pal chain na aave, sajna tere bina". I think I have lately been in love with this girl. I call her "Pri". I would get up and send a good morning text with a sweet romantic image. It has become customary for me to send Good morning message and at the end type "Beautiful" and send it. Beautiful, that’s how I think she is. Everyday after I wake up, I would search for another good morning message and keep it ready to be sent the next morning. This has become a rule for me since the time I fell for Pri and would like to keep doing it everyday for rest of my life. I think the messages and calling her beautiful brings a smile on her face. We have been together for almost a year now and I believe I have taken utmost care of her, without asking her tried to understand her problems and brought gifts based on her likes, dislikes. Probably, I think I did everything that I could do to keep her happy. I am not saying this because I am the perfect life partner. But through this post would like to do a confession. Whatever I did was more for me than for her. After wishing her, I would start with my day and get ready for office.

At office, I would finish reading all emails and doing important office work within the first hour . Then I would spend some time reading online news. Meanwhile, Pri and I would keep on chatting on messenger. Sometimes we talk sensibly about things that happened during the day, sometime just talk non sense because there is no topic to talk. We would share everything with each other. But I still had a part of me that I have not shared with her. Some part of me was always in past, remembering things and thinking about them. I would continue reading news and online articles. I don't know about you, when I am finished reading major headlines, I tend to start reading other sections which talk about health and love. These sections trouble me sometimes, because there would always be one small article talking about how someone failed in love, how some one betrayed their partner in love. Even today there was a news about heart break and girl commits suicide after that. I sometimes think that the news is all about me. I think, my name is written in that article and there are people staring and pointing at me, saying that I am guilty. Maybe I am, because even I had broken someone's trust and heart. I closed the browser, but I still kept on thinking about my past. Remembering those moments, I got uncomfortable and thought - Would Asma be still thinking and worried about me? Did I break her heart? I would talk to myself and say that a girl who was so confident, independent and lively, she would be fine and would have moved on in life. I knew that she would not run away from happiness and stay upset for long. But after reading todays article, my belief was shaken. I wish, I could close and delete these memories like how I can close the browser and the article would just go away. It was doing time travel. Again all Asma's memories came back. I think, you cannot run away from your past. You will be reminded of it time and again. Asma and me were very close friends in college. Writing down notes, sipping coffee in canteen, sharing tiffin and watching movies that rest of the friends would never watch. Those were good times. Everyday there was something new. And there were no conditions. I think when you are close friends, you get this happiness as complementary, like how you get chutney with Dosa. Slowly and steadily, we started coming closer to each other. We would go for movies night out, go for long drives and just roam around the city on my bike. I would love when she would hold me when we were roaming around on my bike. Along with happiness, we had now also started sharing our sadness and problems. I started believing that our friendship has moved and made way for love, and … I did not try to stop this from happening. I let love replace our friendship. May be I had become selfish. I would feel extra special everyday and she would care even more as days passed by. At the same time, I was not sure about our future. If I would marry her and stay with her life long.

I was doing this time travel and suddenly got message on my phone. It was Pri. I just realized, I had not replied to her message for some time now. I felt angry that first of all I betrayed Asma and now even I am preparing myself to hurt Pri by thinking about Asma. At this point, there is no place for Asma in my heart. All I wanted to do is to meet her once and say "Sorry." I wanted to say that I am ashamed of what I have done and know if she is happy and moved on in life. And that she has forgiven me. That's it. That’s all I want. I had again started to think about her. Asma reminded of the time when life would seem so easy and beautiful when she was around. She reminded of the time when sometimes, I would forget my limits as a friend and try to touch her hand. She would act like she did not notice it and would slowly move and sit near me. We would sit in movie theater and watch entire movie holding hands and her head on my shoulder.

But now, I feel that I should have stopped this before all it happened. I should have stopped our friendship becoming into love. Now, all I wanted to do is to find a road which could take me 6 years back when I had left Asma alone. I wish I could meet her, loosen the burden that I have on my heart and then again come back to present.

In the afternoon, I got email from one of my college friend. It was his wedding invitation. I called him and he kept on insisting that I should make it to the wedding. It's a very long distance travel and I was thinking of avoiding it until my friend said "You have to make it, all friends are coming, even Asma". I could not believe my ears. I could meet her again, after 6 long years. This seemed like the same day when Asma had called me 6 years back and asked to meet me at a coffee shop, sharp at 6pm. No, we were not planning to meet to have a coffee and nice time. She had called because she wanted to break up and get married to someone else.  And she wanted to meet me for one last time. I could not think of anything. I know I had done my share of mistakes, but to meet her face to face and hear her say Good bye for last time - I just could not handle it. My mind was busy thinking how can I change this. How can I change her mind and convince her not to leave me. I did not have the confidence to meet her face to face and I did not have the guts to see her go forever. Finally I decided and did not go to meet her. I know she must have been waiting for me at the coffee shop. I thought she would message me one last time, asking, why I did not show up. But she did not do that. I started considering myself a coward.

But this time, I was not going to be a coward. I decided to go to my friend's wedding and booked tickets. During my entire journey I was thinking what should I say to Asma. Would it be OK to ask about her first or directly come up to the topic and apologize. Or maybe after meeting me she would be upset. Probably she may just ignore me. There were hundreds of things going through my mind. Finally I reached the wedding venue. As soon as I entered, there she was - Asma. We both looked at each other. She was looking beautiful in her pink saree. I did not take time to realize that she was not wearing a mangalsutra. What happened, why is she not married? What is the reason she is not married? Few of my friends came forward to meet me. I saw Asma walking towards me and getting closer. I shook hands with everyone, even with Asma. It was that familiar touch. I felt I should keep holding her hand forever. Asma replied to my "Hi" greeting and she seemed to be very happy. After seeing Asma for a long time, I completely forgot that I wanted to apologize to her. I again felt, I should run away. During the entire wedding, my eyes would always stop by and keep looking at her. Sometimes, our eyes would meet and I would then start looking somewhere else. She realized I wanted to say something. She came close to me and jokingly said "Are you going to run away again?" I did not know what to say, but managed to ask "How are you". She looked at me for a while and replied "I am good, happy. Me and my husband are staying in New Zealand." I didn't know how to feel. Whether I should be happy or sad that she is married. Probably, my male ego got hurt a little bit. Then she told me that she understood why I did not show up at the coffee shop. She said she cried a lot that day. I wanted to tell her, but could not say anything. But she understood everything. Finally, I held her hand in mine and asked her "Is it possible for you to forgive me? I know when we were together, I did lots of mistakes and when you decided to move away and still meet for one last time, I did not make it. I have been in lot of pain for these 6 years". Asma looked at me for a while, smiled and said " I had forgiven you a long time back. That's why I could move on. Incomplete love makes life miserable."

We did not talk much after that. I stayed on my seat, doing nothing but watching Asma dance with her husband. I kept looking at her. In my mind, I started writing another apology letter for myself and the way I have lived so far.

Men are from Mars, Women are from Venus

First of all the things, let me start by congratulating Indian Space Research Organization (ISRO) for successfully sending 104 satellites in space. For those of who are actually staying on different planet (take that as sarcasm for not reading news), 104 satellites from different countries like US, Israel, Kazakhstan, Netherlands, Switzerland and UAE were sent in space successfully by ISRO. This is a new record (last one was sending 37 satellites). Wow, that's 3 times the last record. Great Job ISRO engineers and scientists. ISRO is planning to send 2nd Mangalyaan to Mars and another unmanned shuttle to Venus.  I am feeling so proud to be an Indian. I spent a considerable amount of time today reading on this topic.

And yes, I did read a lot on this topic because of which you see - this post's title has planet names in them. And Mars and Venus projects reminded me of the book Men are from Mars, Women are from Venus by John Gray. Probably what Mr. John Gray tried to convey in his book is true for most of men and women.I had two interesting experiences today which reminded me of this book and I was able to relate to some concepts from that book.

Few months back, I created a profile on matrimony site (don’t ask.. Mom ne zidd kar rakhi thi, so I created it). I find it really interesting to see all the interests you receive from different people and read their profile. Some of them are funny, some are nice and some are totally weird. And the site where I registered, they also send interests on my behalf. Their computers determine my likes, dislikes based on my profile and probably just randomly sends requests to girls. And so, one request was sent to this girl and she accepted it. It's been almost 3 weeks, she accepted, but we never had a conversation. So, I sent her a message yesterday and she replied. Her profile seemed nice and everything was matching with my preferences. But then Aakashvani hui and reality showed up. Instead of knowing each other, she started talking about rules and conditions. First rule, can not stay in Mumbai. I thought - WTF, I was born and brought up, my family, friends and house is in Mumbai… how can I just move to some other place. That’s a very demanding condition. I won't talk about rest of the conditions, but you can get an idea of what must have followed. No options but to remove her profile connection. I think that’s why people say Men are from Mars and Women are from Venus. They make their own world and rules. They grow up and behave as per the society they grew up in. Probably this girl had her world in her mind and wanted me and accept her world and rules. It may be fine and I may have thought of doing it, but only after knowing the person and developing genuine love and care for them.

My second experience is also related to this matrimonial site. I started talking to a girl 2 weeks back and I genuinely find her nice. Since we got connected, we used to talk everyday. But for last 4-5 days I have been real busy with office work and other things. So busy that I did not even get time to call and talk to mom for few days. So it's obvious that I would not have had a chat with this girl. So after few days of not talking much, I get a message last night saying "bla..bla..bla.. ……Bye.. TC.. Hv gr8 future". When I woke up and saw that message, I was wondering what happened. Again as a reference from the book, Mr. John Gray says that men and women treat stress differently. Men seems to withdraw temporarily and women may not be interested in solving the problem but like to talk about it. I think that's exactly what happened. I knew she was stressed due to some work related stuff. And same was with me. After lots of office work, I wanted some alone and peaceful time. Anyways, we did end up talking a lot today and everything seems fine now. But at the end of the day, I just can not stop thinking - Was this a trick to remind me that I need to talk? Or what I am thinking about the stress thing is right?

Finally, here is just a random image I clicked driving back home.

It's been a while

Really, it's been a while that I have done things that I loved to do. Blogging is one of them. I still do blog, but that's technical blog and related to office work. I am talking about personal blog. I have not written much about the experiences I have had in past neither I worked on understanding my thoughts. Well… I think it's time to start writing again.

When we were small, we used to hear and tell stories to friends and family. I still remember when I was 4 or 5 years old, all relatives used to make me tell a story. I was small enough to not understand that it was not the story that they wanted to hear, but probably the way I used to tell them. You know how kids talk and tell stories. I don't know why as we grew up, we forgot to share stories. Probably, it’s the technology to blame… In my free time, I watch YouTube, listen songs on internet radio and then there is Facebook, insta and WhatsApp. The list has increased in recent years.

You must be wondering, many people do this. They start writing blogs, play musical instruments, decide to learn new things, etc. and then after a while forget about it. Yes, I fell in that category. But I had this realization about a week back that I need to rewind a bit and probably get a fresh start and and continue doing it (like I used to do during my school and college days). You still don't think I will be able to do it? Well, I don’t blame you. At this point, even I do not have enough hopes or confidence… But hey, at least I have started. I drew a portrait last week and I am happy how it turned out. Here it is. I have things to talk about this portrait, but probably will keep that for later blog post. The idea for this post is to see this as a fresh new start to do things that I used to love to do.

And lastly, because I am posting this on 14th Feb... Happy Valentines Day!