My Best Friend IV

"So when did you say your parents are coming back?", he asked.

"Day after tomorrow", I replied.

We had been talking for the past one hour now, my parents were away for the weekend and so we planned on spending it together. 

"I am eagerly waiting for tomorrow baby", I said all excited.

"Well am not exactly pepped about tomorrow, I am thinking about something else right now!", he said.

"What ?", I asked, shocked.

"Umm, don't get angry jaan...I know we are going to have a superb time tomorrow...But I am not as eagerly waiting for tomorrow as I am.......right now......for you to open the door", he said with a giggle.

"Ok, now I am confused...What door are you talking about?", I asked.

"I am standing in front of your house, and its freezing out here....So you mind hurrying and coming down to open the door", he said.

I ran to the window, because I just couldn't believe what he was saying. I was sure he was lying, playing one of his stupid games again. But there he was....

"What the hell, I mean wtf are you doing here...We were supposed to meet tomorrow", I said a little irritated and a little scared that the neighbors would see him.

"Well I thought I could surprise you."

"Well you have surprised me...but you forget that though my parents are away my grandpa is still home.", I replied.

"So what, by now he must be asleep. And as it is he sleeps on the first floor, we can spend time on the second floor, just you and me", he said teasingly.

My fear was gone, my urge to be close to him overpowered it and I rushed down to meet him.

"Come in", I whispered, opening the door and taking his hand in mine.

I quickly closed the door, turned and started moving towards the stairs, but he stopped. 

He pulled me towards himself and whispered "It was very cold outside and I can't move, so why don't you first give me a warm hug and let me melt in your arms."

"Man how cheesy can you talk at times", and with that I hugged him, hugged him tight.

A good five minutes in his arms and felt I like my world is complete.

"Ok lets go lover boy. Don't make a sound, keep following me and don't switch on the light at all", I instructed.

"Aye aye madame", quick came the reply.

We walked up quietly, holding each others hand. 

"Phew!, finally we are here..", I said relieved that we didn't make any noise that could wake up grandpa, "So whats the plan now?"

"Hmmm, the plans are evil sweetheart", he replied.

And just as I turned towards him, there he was, his face just an inch away from mine. Before I could say something, his lips touched mine and we kissed for what seemed like an eternity.

"So did you have nutella some time back?" he asked as our lips parted and laughed, "cause I just love its taste", and with that he pushed me towards the wall, locked me in his arms and went back to savoring the chocolaty taste.

My Best Friend III

"There is nothing called I-deserve-you , you-don't-deserve-me or you-deserve-someone-better in love. The fact that I love you ,I believe, is good enough that I deserve you and vice-versa", Sameer said not taking his eyes off me even for a second.
Well I guess this is called L-O-V-E, I thought.
"You make it sound so simple", I said.
He leaned forward and said, "Its because I love you baby" and gently kissed me on my forehead.
On and off, Sameer and me have been together for over 3 yrs now. For me it was like a fairytale. While I was forever mean to him, he was ever so patient. Despite the breaks in our relationship, this time when we got together, we knew there was something different.
"Why do you love me so much, you deserve someone so much better than me", this was one question I religiously asked him everyday and with all the patience in the world he gave me a different and a more convincing answer with each passing day. But after todays answer, I don't think I will ever feel the need to repeat my question. 
I knew I was fat and ugly, but know I also know that when he looks at me, he looks at something which is beyond my outer appearance. It was something which only he could see, or nobody else ever cared to, for I knew he was just the kind of guy every girl would dream of dating and yet he chose me.
"Time just flies away with you", he said as he opened his car's door for me, "I wish you could stay a little longer."
"I will try to come tomorrow", I promised him.
"Don't !", he said as he reached for my hand, "I like them tied."
While all guys like there girls with open hair, my guy preferred them tied.
"Call me as soon as you get back home", he said stopping the car a safe distance away from my home, "I don't like it without you."
I knew he really meant what he was saying. I gave him a hug, a quick kiss on his lips and rushed out of the car. Goodbyes are always so hard. 
I was still on the way when my cellphone beeped, I opened my inbox, already knowing the contents....... "I love you jaan".
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My Best Friend II

Safe in each others arms, we gently swayed to the tunes of Amazed (by Lonestar). I got lost in my thoughts and reached on the first day of college, back then I never thought that we....


"I never thought that we would become such good friends when I met you the first time", he said breaking my thoughts.
"Shit", I said,"I was thinking about the same day."
"Jinx, is not a new thing for us baby", he laughed and pulled me even closer.


So going back to our early days, Jai and me took a lot of time to become friends. It was not like we clicked the first time we talked; or if I think of it now, maybe we did. Since I joined college late, my class was already divided into various groups. There was this boys gang (to which he belonged), a weirdo gang(every class has one I guess!), a total girly gang and normal fun loving gang. Now I was not a very attractive girl, as a matter of fact I was fat, had braces and my face was full of pimples; still making friends was never a problem for me. And so I was in the fun loving gang.
I guess the first time I noticed him was during the DramSoc auditions. DramSoc was the most elite society of the college and so naturally everyone wanted to be a part of it. Jai and me were the only two to get in from our course. Rehearsals, meetings or competitions, we got a lot of time to hang out together. Since we were freshers, our main job was to carry props and take notes during the meetings. It was just one those rehearsals when we were carrying props from the store that he told me, "you know, you are just like my best friend from school, infact exactly like her."
Something happened that day, since then we always sat together in class, held hands under the desk during classes, drew cartoons on each others notebooks and called each other some 20 times a day. We would find reasons to spend time together, he would not play cricket so he could sit and chat with me. I would drive 5km extra everyday to drop him, just for those extra 15 minutes with him. Sooner than I knew he became an integral part of my life, and now I can't imagine my life without him.
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My best friend...

"I want to raise another toast", he said raising his kingfisher can, " to my dearest, no very dearest and  bestest friend. You are the best thing that ever happened to me and I really love you Tara."
I knew he was high and the next thing coming up was a hug. And so it did.
He walked over to me, nearly falling twice on the way and gave me a huge hug. There was always something special in his hugs, I never felt like letting go. It's like when I am in his arms, everything seems alright, all my worries are gone.
"I love you", he whispered in my ear, "don't ever leave me", and then he planted a soft kiss on my cheek.


Life always seemed perfect when we had these house parties. Everyone drank as much as they could, danced the night away and slept just where they could find place to. And I was so glad every weekend we had one of such parties, where we could forget all our problems and just celebrate life.


He held me by waist and took me to the balcony. We just kept looking at the moon. There was no exchange of words, but it still felt like we were having the most amazing conversation. Not even for a moment did he leave my hand. He is not usually like this when he is drunk, instead he prefers to talk. But today was different, it was as if he was hiding something from me.
"Its our song, lets hit the dance floor", he said pulling me towards the room where everyone was dancing, without even waiting for my approval, maybe because he knew I would never say no to him.
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It's All About You...

Can't you see that love in my eyes,

The heart that beats for you-king size.

Can't you feel the freshness in the air;

Ignoring me is just not fair.

Where is the warmth you once exuded,

The smile for which on you, I concluded.

Where is the bond we both shared;

The understanding which is now marred.

The truth is what pains the most,

My heart is stuck on you like a ghost !

My feelings still haven't died out,

And, for the cracks there is no grout...

Why did you stop to think about me,

And filled your soul with all anti-me...

Why did you give those cold looks?

Isn't there any place for me in your nooks?

Is your heart pre-occupied,

Oh! you don't know I could've died...

Is your reception so weak,

You can't sense my thoughts are bleak

And the apex reason is you

Your ignorance, the sadness I can't subdue.

Look into my eyes for once I pray,

Your smile could almost make my day...