Fate; I don’t believe it. If they were meant to be together, they could have been years before. They have been by in same classes for years, even she joined a college in his home town. They crossed paths several times, yet they never had a word shared.
Moments; I believe in them. I believe every moment is a treasure chest waiting to be opened. With luck you might be in the right direction to experience at least a few of them ; like they did by redefining a mere new year wish -- even without knowing themselves, they were opening a new chapter in their life, one which they had always dreamed about, one that's going to be the best part of their life. And it all began with a “HAPPY NEW YEAR”.
Girl: Happpyyy neww year 🎊🎊🎉
Boy: Happy new year
Boy: 🙂
Girl: 😃
Boy: 😊
Boy: Hows the new year so far
Boy: 😅
Girl: Great!!
Girl: Der??
Boy: Cudnt get any worse
Boy: 😅
Girl: 🙄
Girl: Yy
Boy: Nah.... Exams and all r going
Boy: No mood to celebrate
Boy: 😊
Girl: Oohh
Girl: Last year Ah??
Boy: Yea
Boy: And final year exams r going on
Boy: 😁😅
Girl: Gr8
Girl: Wish u heapss of luck😁👍🏻👍🏻
Boy: Thanks
Girl: And a grand and successful New year
Boy: I need all the luck I need
Boy: 😊😅
Boy: Wish u the same
Girl: Luckkyyy uuu😎
Girl: Thank uu
Boy: ??lucky. How
Boy: 😄
Girl: Bcz u have it olll
Boy: Hehe😁👍🏻
Boy: Btw
Boy: 😅
Boy: Wat were u doing these days
Boy: ?
Girl: Me eng lit
Girl: 2nd yr
Girl: Last sem
Girl: M at Coimbatore
Boy: Ohk
Boy: U wanted to b an eng teacher?
Boy: R8
Girl: Yupp
Girl: How do u knw ?
Boy: I said from class once
Boy: U*
Boy: I guess
Girl: Is it??
Boy: Yea... How else wud I know
Girl: Hmmmm... dats r8
Boy: 😁
Boy: And I do have a gud Memory
Boy: 😜
Girl: Seriously
Girl: I do have
Girl: U*
Boy: Yea.. I and u r damn too close
BoyGirl: Hw cm?
Boy: I mean the alphabets in keypad
Boy: 😁😁😅😁😅
Girl: Ohh come onn😂😂😂
Boy: 😁😁😁😁
Boy: Seriously they r
Girl: Dudeeee🙏🏻🙏🏻🙏🏻
Boy: 😉😁
Boy: So teacher
Boy: How's life
Boy: ?
Girl: Not muchh interesting
Boy: Y
Boy: Busy studying?
Girl: Its just monotonous
Girl: Wot abt urs
Girl: I think u have enough fun?
Boy: Well... It's getting too interesting
Boy: 😐
Girl: If u don't mind... hw
Boy: Well... Life at abroad.... Freedom... Everything guys of my age dreams
Girl: Greatttt
Boy: Not really
Boy: As
Boy: That's not why I came here nah
Girl: Thn yy
Boy: To be a doc
Girl: N der u r
Girl: 😀
Boy: Well.. I am
Boy: Thanks to God
Boy: 😊😅
Girl: 😀😀
Girl: Wer do u wish 2 work
Boy: Of course in our country
Girl: Kk
Boy: If u don't mind... Y is it so that ur life is monotonous
Girl: U knw how it's here... too conventional
Boy: 😅😁
Girl: Not enof freedom 2 b oneself
Girl: Soo it gets kinda boring
Boy: Well...
Boy: No matter wat
Boy: who can stp us from being oneself?
Girl: Thats a tough qstn😁
Boy: Hehe
Girl: Infact u r r8
Girl: But in my case it depends a lot on circumstances
Girl: Tooo
Boy: Yea...no matter how strict or watevr the situation gets... I am always the same idiot
Girl: Yeah
Boy: In my case I wanted to change according to the circumstances... But I can't
Girl: n May b dats y ua life is tooo interesting!!
Boy: Interesting....it actually depends on our likes r8
Girl: Yeahh😁
Boy: Evn sitting alone in my room is interesting
Boy: To me
Boy: 😜
Girl: Actually sitting alone s more interesting to mee too
Boy: ✌🏻
Boy: Yea
Boy: I can't find a better company
Boy: Thn myself
Girl: Thats trueee
Boy: 😉
Boy: Yup
Boy: And I love spending time myself
Girl: Yea that's cool
Boy: English teacher ....am dead sure u wud
Boy: Be
Boy: A
Boy: Gud reader
Boy: Rite
Girl: Yesss ur r88😄
Boy: Me too
Boy: But not gud
Girl: I love reading
Boy: Am Just little reader
Girl: U 2??
Girl: Dats good
Girl: Wt do u read
Girl: Fiction....nonfiction
Boy: Am a little reader... So there isn't like any specific genre and all
Boy: I read anything that's interesting
Girl: Okk
Girl: Good
Boy: Mostly suggested by my good reader frnds
Boy: 😊
Girl: Oohh
Boy: And none of those books r mine... I just borrow them from frnds during vacation
Boy: And
Boy: I return next year
Boy: 😅
Girl: Great reader u r😆😆
Boy: Well do u lend books
Girl: Yeahh I lend
Boy: Thn I'll hv to visit u sometime Girl: Doctor .. rnt u slpyy
Boy: The question is r u sleepy?
Girl: Yeah little bit😜
Boy: Well I got that ...from ur question
Boy: 😁
Girl: 😅😅
Boy: It's 4:41 hre
Girl: Oh really
Boy: I was thinking of brushing and hving a tea
Boy: 😅
Girl: Soo u nvr slp?,
Boy: Mostly the third day
Girl: I din get it
Boy: I mean i sometimes I stay up fr 2 or 3 days
Boy: 😅😁
Boy: And
Girl: Without slpng??
Boy: Yea
Boy: On third day theres a system shut down
Girl: Omggg
Girl: 😆😆😆
Girl: But wot do u do
Girl: Thn
Boy: I use to watch movies
Girl: Oohhh
Boy: Which I recently quit
Boy: 😅
Boy: I hvnt seen a movie fr more than a month
Girl: Oo
Girl: Dats not at ol a surprise 4 mee
Boy: Y
Boy: 😝
Girl: Bcoz I watch very feww
Boy: I use to watch a hell lot
Boy: 😅
Girl: Keep it up
Boy: I quit it
Boy: 😉
Girl: 😕
Boy: Nah....we hv to do something stupid
Boy: In a while
Boy: Well I do it every day
Girl: Yeahh dats interesting
Girl: Great
Boy: And
Boy: I am bit embarrassed
Boy: To tell
Boy: U this
Boy: That
Boy: I also write...sometimes
Girl: That's gr8
Boy: In English
Girl: Ders nthng of embarrassment
Girl: Poems??
Boy: To a person who learns that language, who dreams to be teacher, its embarrassing fr a guy who hv no idea abt grammar and all such stuffs to tell that am a writer
Boy: Yea....but only I wud call it poem😅
Girl: Grammar s not really dat important at ol
Girl: Wen u have smthng 2 b expressed
Girl: U ll well do it
Boy: Actually I just write fr that... To express
Girl: Without any expertise
Girl: N grammar
Girl: Dats wot i said
Boy: In that case......
Boy: Wud u like to
Boy: Read something
Boy: 😅
Girl: Yeahh
Girl: I would
Boy: http://myimaginaryfriendsandtheirvoice.blogspot.ca/2016/06/my-love-story.html?m=1
Boy: 😅
Boy: It isn't much
Boy: Am sure u'll be shocked to see so much errors and mistakes
Boy: 😝
Girl: Its unbelievably superbbbb
Girl: Reallyyy
Boy: Yea.... u r gud at jokes
Boy: Evn at midnight
Boy: 😝👍🏻
Girl: U shd have been a literature student
Boy: 😅
Girl: M serious
Boy: Actually I wanted to
Girl: I nvr expected .. frm uu
Girl: Then y doc??
Boy: Coz I wanted to be a doc too
Boy: 😅
Girl: Oohh
Girl: Sooo
Girl: Nw u r both
Girl: I loved dat part wer u expanded GAYATHRI
Girl: Its awesome
Boy: 😊
Boy: Well..thn u should read
Boy: The second
Boy: Part
Boy2: http://myimaginaryfriendsandtheirvoice.blogspot.ca/2016/10/my-love-story-part-2.html?m=1
Boy: It's continuation
Girl: Greatttt
Girl: U r really talented!!
Boy: Nah
Boy: Just love sometimes
Boy: Make us crazy
Boy: 😅
Girl: I've evn commented
Girl: Tats2 truee
Girl: N very clear
Girl: N ua case😁😁
Boy: Well
Boy: It wrked too
Boy: 😉😊
Girl: Aahaaa
Boy: But it tuk almost 8 years
Boy: 😅
Girl: 😁😁
Girl: Good jobb
Boy: It was late
Boy: But am glad to know that it wud hv wrked
Girl: Dont worry
Girl: It ll work
Boy: U see
Boy: That's another story
Boy: It can't work
Girl: Smthg better is awaiting u thn
Boy: All I ever wanted was to show how I felt
Boy: And
Boy: She knows it too well now
Girl: U succeeded
Boy: 😊
Girl: 😁😁
Boy: First part was posted on her bday
Boy: Second on mine
Girl: Wowww
Girl: Seems like u have fallen too deep 4 her
Boy: It's complicated now
Boy: from a just a crush she had became one of lifes goal
Boy: 😅😁😅😁
Girl: Omg😇😇😇
Girl: Well...u ll have to excuse me nw I thnk😜
Girl: N I really appreciate dat
Boy: 😅😅 hehe... I frgt... U humans do sleep
Girl: I m amazed at ur writings
Boy: Go sleep... We'll see later😁👍🏻👋
Girl: Even though its sm powerful force dat keeps u do well😄😄
Girl: Okk
Girl: Cu later
Girl: Good morning ☀⛅
Boy: Am gonna make some tea
Boy: 👋😁
Girl: ☕
Girl: 👋🏻✋🏻👋🏻✋🏻
And there began the story of two dreamers with limitless imagination; two readers, who observe and read the lives around them; two writers who expressed their love through words & gave life to those words by living them.
Chapter-3 HE, MA DRAMA QUEEN
New years don’t always bring new gifts to all - to just a few lucky people.
I have been chosen this time to have been presented the best gift time could afford - a person for life
2017 had been great enough to better my life by giving me you.
You, who have a big heart and holds too much of love to impart to others.
You, who love the people just for the sake of loving.
You, who thinks and feels too deep in a world that is as shallow as this.
You, who is one of the most genuine few people I have ever met
You, who would do anything to bring a smile on the face of people you love, often by going out of your ways.
You, who wishes to capture life in all its best moments, not just in camera, but also save them in your heart.
You, who loves to dream and dreams to love.
You, who sees the best and the beautiful even in the most ordinary things.
You, who cares too much despite being just hurt in return.
You, who reads people like books, just to understand them, in an otherwise self-centered world.
You, who holds on to things and people with great love to make them yours forever.
You, who makes people feel important, by writing special notes for them.
You, who tries to cheer me up when I’m low; who tries to push me forth to do my best.
You, who makes efforts to make people happy.
You, within whom I found relief of assurance of love and trust that is real.
You, my dear, are one of the best things that have happened in my life.
I know it may sound a cliché. But I really do mean it.
Sleep and food are the things I love the most. But those could come next if I have you, and our deep conversations exploring everything under the sun.
Dearest buddy
Radiating hoes of love and ease to the expanding circle of pals
A big heart owned by an honest soul
My loveling; that's forever and a day
A bizarre connect established; cherished, and directed to last long
Queen of Saas
Uber-cute is in your impish banters and annoying melodramas
Elegant is the style your thoughts breathe life into dead papers
Ever an honest lover, a loyal friend; a hopeful dreamer, and a poet at heart
Never wish to lose sight of you dear
Love you. don’t leave me ever. Stay in life.
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Chapter-4 SOULMATES
Whoever said, distance retards love?
Two people in two different soil, but connected by the souls.
Busy building their own collapsing little worlds,
Yet, making time for one another.
If this is not love, what else is?
Decorating the lonely nights, together;
With stories of the past,
Candid discussions of the inmost fears, confessions, and vulnerabilities at 3 AMs.
Sharing the biggest dreams and adventures, and every little beautiful ‘moments’.
No thoughts belittled switching on from benign humor to berated abuses.
And then comes the most beautiful part _ Filling the dark solitude with our silence.
Not because we are in no mood to talk, but to delight in sharing the quiet nights, close at hearts.
And the feeling of being just a breath away, despite being separated by lands and seas, is magical.
Not because our talks are incomplete, but because we know they cant be more perfected by anything other than silence.
Not because we no longer want to taste each other’s words, but because our silence sandwiched between words is the most relished delicacy
It is because we get to hear the lot more ‘unsaids’, than just breaking the line of thoughts with a ‘beep’ when the words are tired.
And thus, it becomes the most cherished part of our talks.
Yet I wonder each night if that could be a forever thing.
But I brush off the thought of it, because it aches to know that its not.
But yet, in some ways; that and every other thing we did, would last forevers, I know.
Because we are tied at the souls
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Chapter -5 TWO MAD, TOO MUCH LOVE
Life; can it be more meaningful
than in the hands of two writers?
Love; can it be better expressed
Than in the thoughts of two poets?
Heart; can it be better guarded
Than by two who had been let gone?
Togetherness; can it be celebrated better
Than by two recluses
Trust; can it be gifted more courteously
Than by two who had been deprived of it
Future; can it become more real
Than for two idealists?
Fights; can they be ever more worthy
Than by two fighting for love?
MADNESS; MY DEAR CAN IT BE UNDERSTOOD BETTER
THAN BY TWO CRAZILY INSANE DREAMERS?
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Chapter-6
THE DAY I LIVED THE DREAM; WITH HER
Half a dozen months of coaching and the final exams was all over the head for way too long & I pressed the submit button on the screen and walked out of the exam center. Rather wasting time discussing about the exams, nor after-exam partying with colleagues, neither taking a peaceful sleep at the kin's home, I grabbed my bags, bid farewell to friends and folks; went straight to the railway station, amidst the heavy rush I boarded the first train to the city of hers.
Its been around half a year since I last met her; since our first meeting which was an expected awkward meeting of two new friends but a lot has changed now, we are closer than ever and anything until now.
I might have reached a bit early, perhaps too early around 2:30am while am suppose to be her home only by 9am. I thought of spending the night at the railway station but the excitement to meet her made me walk out of the station on to the streets; probably the unbearable buzzing and biting mosquitoes at the station helped too.
Although the first bus starts only at 5 am, the stay on the streets was better with the lights of the night & early morning commotions at the tea-stalls and hotels, they kept me awake. With a tea & Kitkat, I waited for the arrival of dawn and the bus. The wait for the bus was finally over, but the dawn kept me waiting as even after 1\2 hour traveling, it was still dark as I got off the bus in her town.
It took me a while to find her home around the newly reconstructed town. I sat in front of her gate and woke her up with a call. She opened the door With a messy hair, sleepy eyes, in cute pajamas & dorky t-shirts, she looked like a nut-case which indeed she is, but still ma cutey. She was dumbstruck, like she saw a ghost, seeing me at her gates at this early hour. With the ascending sun, nature started lighting up & so did her face as her lips bloomed with a lovely smile. At the dawn, it dawned on our thoughts that we were outliving our biggest dreams.
It was just one day & we did nothing but simple normal stuff all day; which was what we always wanted to do, to be by & live by each other normally at least for a day. And that’s exactly what we did, we lived the day, from the dawn to the dusk. Without letting the world drag us down and back we flew. Rather than penning down our daydream, we got to penned down about the dream day. It was just a once in a lifetime day, but hell, we lived with no regrets and to its full. Yup, it was the day we lived the dream.
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Chapter-7 THE DREAM DAY: WHEN REALITY OUTSHONE IMAGINATIONS
Excited days and sleepless nights,
Waiting for another meeting, for another dream coming true
A new day took over the night in the hushed twilight hours.
The long waiting came to a still as you appeared in front, calling me.
A half-awake, dumbfounded me opened the door, still wondering if I was dreaming with eyes open.
Two dreamers could never feel more blissful when the reality is taking turns to become more amazing than any of their most wonderful dreams.
Together, a madhouse --
Within which we are each other's perfectly cozy little homes.
And we lived our day, as some of the siblings or couples who had been living together for years.
Yeah, it was just one day.
But that's sure to last ages.
From brushing our teeth together to having the morning cup of tea;
From you sleeping to waking up to me sitting by your side;
From me pressing your clothes to you helping me with my works;
From we sharing a room to getting ready together;
From eating together to laughing hard for no reason till our stomachs hurt;
From holding on to each other during our 'aim-lost' rides all along to our crazy aimless rides;
From leaving a home together and parting ways only to find each other a rail track apart;
From whispering over the phone, standing face to face, to shaking hands as we headed aside;
We smiled like idiots to each other, wishing these unbelievable moments do not end.
And the best of all was the accomplishment of that desire --
Just the two of us, with naked hands and only a single pen to cover under a single sheet of paper, making love in ink.
As the most beautiful sundown fulfilled our wishes, there we were --
Penning down the ecstasy of the day, looking back and adding more to the heaps of memories in our story-book.
Yet I feel, no words could perfectly paint the love, the friendship and the freedom shared by us.
Words might go vain their long extended efforts of depicting us, as we are clearly much more than words can convey.
EVERY 'ME' NEEDS A 'YOU', DARLING, FOR AN EPIC 'US'...
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WRITERS - Yeswanth S Nambiar & Anu Chandran
ARTIST -Pooja PM
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