I was absolutely familiar with the nuances of the impulsion
developed, when I saw you. It was Magical. It was like the abrupt cut, with
360degree swish pan back to the first day of my school, someday in the start of
the monsoon in 95’. Sitting at
a bench in the corner of the room with those weirdly ‘painted in white’ and
terribly stinking walls. Staring outside, as it was raining heavily,
desperately waiting for the final bell to ring, so can get out and play. And
this mild chaos with my inner consciousness and the external boredom in that
classroom, clashed with an exquisite view, over the shoulder of this most ugly
looking boy sitting few seats beyond me. As it happens in the movies, in slow
motion. My consciousness with my eyes along with the on-going chaos, met with
the most beautiful sight of my life, little did I know, which was just a
beginning of the greatest chaos of my life eventually.. Women, and the Beauty.
Her name was Diana.
Which got associated with me in complaints, teasing, sometimes in fights,
throughout the duration in school. And after that, never did I happen to meet
anyone as striking as her neither felt the urge to fall for someone exactly the
way it happened then. Till I encountered you on the fourth day of our training.
I fell for you just as a kid does looking at a candy floss. It was so glorious
moment for me then, you wore a green colored kurta paired with dark colored
bottoms, hair tied neatly with a pony, and just a pile of hair blocking your
eye in the right making you look more terrific, but I hardly saw you smiling.. and that extremely drove me crazy by
multiplying my curiosity. It was as glorious as it seemed when Jack encounters Rose from downstairs, that scene has a tremendous effect on me ever
since (kindly excuse my reference of films, though it’s the only way I could be
the Best).
Despite, anybody had said and saying anything about this I
wish to convey it to you, that so far it had been only you, for whom I felt to
offer my truest admiration and eternal gratitude, for being what you are, so Heavenly
Beautiful!
It’s a wonderful
feeling, that so far I couldn’t develop the courage to come and talk to you, or
even smile at you for that matter. And makes you terribly special amongst every
female in that building. I read this long back and it has been my favorite
line, ‘if
you respect something, don’t go too close to it!’ and since, I
understood the meaning of it, I’ve been living happily throughout. Staring at you
without your knowledge is a Bliss and will be forever. I might not be able to
tell you this ever, but my respect for your beauty and your being holds the
purest form of respect and nothing weird, as some screwhead tries to imagine.
Most importantly I always wanted to say, especially in that
game ‘hot seat’ we played in that training, that why you are so beautifully –
importantly admirable is - for me, and I am soopersure for thousands like me
out there, because
you are the kind of a female, who will be as stupendous as ever even when you
will turn 80!
I tried to be as simple as I can be with my words, (of which
I’m not happy about) just because I wanted to be very sincere and clear about
my feelings for you which are very ‘paq saaf ‘ – in urdu
it means Divinely true and clean. And I wish you stay young, beautiful and
stunning as ever, forever. And I also thank GOD for creating you and being less
selfish by sending you on this planet where we poor souls exist. Grazie
Signora!a
My God, since, i have finally written this to you and for you.. i'am feeling like the king of the World!
Your Poor victim!
