A Beautiful Breakfast

A Beautiful Breakfast

Me: “Hai, You reached!”

Maggi: “Ya a few minites back”

Me: “ Hai mmmm….. you are here for a few days right. So…… Can we meet?”

Maggi: “ Well I don’t know actually! I am kind of busy. I came strictly under plan. So I don’t know….”

Me:“ Well Try! If you get time tell me. We can Go grab some shots! What do you say?”

Maggi: “No I don’t drink. And when did you start!!...”

Me: “ No I don’t drink as in alcohol, I meant juice shoots FRUITES BAE. A new store opened. Just  a while back I think. Its been a while since you came by no. maybe thst is why haven’t heard about it. Sure you have great places at Chennai, maybe even better ones, there some special things here too.. what do you say want to go?”

Maggi: “Mmm Oh ok! Well Ok we will go Next Saturday what say”

Me: “ See you there!”

            I was so happy I had seen her once after college other than that seen pictures sent her gift that went really bad once well I did learn a lot even then I feel bad. Just a bit. But first Love is always Special I guess.

            I was over her even though I did not like the decision. I did decided that I will not look at her in any other way the day she said that I was like her own brother. I did morn well but in the end I realized something my love for her it did not dial down by a bit. It just changed in nature, I still love in the same size, but in the way the she wants it to be, The gentile man’s way.

             So I waited and waited, finally The Saturday came. I got up at four in the morning kept the food and water in for the birds, watered all my plants left a bit for the doves that visit got ready and started of to the station. I got the morning 5:35 passenger and reached by about 9 a.m. and got the next bus to CSEZ stop where the shop was. Dammm…! I was too early no place was open and I had to wait in the sun. At almost 10 a.m., they opened got in and waited for her to come. About 10 minutes later she came in seeing her after almost 3 years, I froze. But I had a smile on my face; that was not something that I put there intentionally. She was also smiling, one of the most beautiful smiles I had ever seen in my Life, and well I guess I did always feel that way. Taking into mind that I had ‘IT’ for her and I did not tell her. Also that everybody knew about it, even though I did go and apologize in taking her kindness and friendship for something else. I did feel a sense of guilt.

            That didn’t change her behavior. She still gave me a second chance. She came closer sat in the chair opposite to me. I didn’t know what to say. I was literally stuck with a small smile on my face.

I pulled it together and said, “Thank you for meeting me!” She smiled even brighter and said “Its been a long time.” We bought a round of shots sat down but we were silent for a minute. I did know what to say; even if I did say something I didn’t want it to be awkward. I have a habit of doing that.

After a while of chit chat of the usual, “How are you”s, “how is everyone” and all that she asked, “How is your blog going I was quiet down at that point I was hardly writing. So I said I am not writing much know, I am not having that rush to write each time something pops into my mind.

            I thought that was some random question that she through at me. But she did not stop at that, she kept going on.

“ Why? You have a fair hand at writing and you have special way of saying things. You can write about thoughts that are in the category of, ‘I know but don’t know how to say’ That is not something you should retain. So tall me what is blocking you?”

            I was stuck again, “I…. I don’t know. I think of writing I take up my pen I sit down I get thoughts, but in the end when I am about to write. I think to myself ‘Why in the world am I writing’ I don’t get that big of an appreciation or criticism; I have to ask people to read my article, repeatedly and ask again for feedback. If these thoughts don’t make an impression on anyone nor does it make want to read it. Why Should I write, as you said ‘I know but don’t know how to say’ category thoughts and besides people already know this stuff they just can express it. Rigth!”

            “Sometimes you are as stupid as You are efficient” she said. I went like, “What!!!..” She continued, “Do you even Listen to yourself! You are complaining like a 9 year old kid with the maturity of 90 year old. But when I think about it, there is a little infant inside you always. You get angry all of a sudden, you don’t use that head of yours because of this impatient. It is not always fair. If Life is Fare to you will not know what to do at the right time to get what we want. It filters well that how much you work is how much you get! You have it in you, Everybody sees it, Its Time that you did to. That is why Even if you get angry people still talk to you. That is why there are second chances”

“Life Is Never Fair” that struck me quite deep, I said, “but Life is fair, If it wasn’t for all my experiences I would not have started writing. If it wasn’t for all the sharing of experiences that I have heard all these past years I would not have known how to present anything” She gave me a queries look That made me fire it up more. “If it wasn’t for my suido-maturity look on my face I would not have been called forward to be a leader. It was that kick that made me not be a timid boy how always cried when I failed. Even then I have never heard anyone say that Life was so fair that there was someone that noticed me when they did, which is why I am here right now. People talk about the bad side of life because that is not there fault. Maybe people jut want to be free of the responsibility or stress, that is why people lean in on Life. Just like I Write! I did not stop writing because I was sad I was sad because I stopped writing”

She smiled her most beautiful smile. “Now that is the you everyone admires the real you. You are a gift of goodness keep it alive. I believe in you”

‘It is good to have someone that believes in you”, I said peacefully. That is it dear, Everyone Believes when You Believe

Thus Began a Beautiful day with a beautiful Breakfast and a beautiful person.