My Best Friend VI

They say love never happens for a reason… It just happens….Its not important for the person you love to be handsome,  intelligent or humourous, for all you know he could be a complete jerk, but still there is something in him, something that you end up falling for. The way he smiles at you, or out of the blue when he is staring at you, every compliment that he gives you or when he finds silly reason just to call you. He would say the stupidest thing in the world and it would seem absoloutely cute to you. You maybe having the worst day of your life and seeing him would change everything.

They say Love is blind…But I don’t believe it. I believe Love is not blind, it only sees what matters. Your shape, size or color don’t always count. But something else does. I think Love does has a reason but that reason is always undefined.

So when I fell for Sam (Sameer), I didn’t fall for his super-cute smile or his amazing body; I fell for something else. Something that I can’t really put in words. When I first met him, I felt an instant connection with him. Am not sure if I have mentioned this before but I met Sameer at British Council, four years ago. We were both forcefully enrolled there for an advanced creative writing course by our parents. It was a class of 32 boys and I was the only girl there. 32 handshakes during the introducion session, but  just one out of them was different, strangely the touch felt familiar. Who knew, a few years down the line, it would become impossible fo me to live without that ‘familiar touch’.

Sam wasn’t exactly perfect though, he came in with his own set of shortcomings, but like I already mentioned ,they hardly mattered. So what if he never gave me any gifts, I guess having him in my life was my biggest gift. We couldn’t meet often but then, whenever we met, every moment lasted a lifetime. He never introduced me to any of his friends, but so what, he completed my world, I never needed anyone else. He never gave me any reason to trust him, but then he never gave a reason to doubt him. So what if he was not exactly the guy of my dreams, he was the guy with whom I was living my dreams and what could be better than that.