Praying for "love"

Dear Love,

I am sitting beside you. I know you are ill for several days. Your health looks miserable and many a times you were not able to respond. I have been busy in my work, and could not take care of yours. I am feeling really bad and guilty for my behavior. I remember those moments when we were talking, laughing and enjoying every moment of our life. Watching your pale face I am feeling sad and disheartened...

It was almost two years back when we met. I came to this place (IIITb) alone, with none of my old friends with me. No one was here with whom I could talk, share my thoughts and was feeling as if I am in desert. True, it is that there were folks around me, but effectively, even then, life was dry and relentless. In those dark moments I met you. Initially you were unresponsive in many contexts, but gradually I came to know lot of things about you. Believe me, at the very first sight I got enchanted to you. You were the real fashionista, always wearing in black embroideries covering your beautiful shining white face. You are marvel of your creators, always smiling and cheerful, smart and beautiful. The moment I saw you, I knew my life is no longer the same.

But, I know you were not just a senseless beauty. You were smart at your work also. Do you remember the day when I got that "Knight's Tour" project, and you helped me for long hours to complete my task. For several hours I kept you awake, still you were smiling and taking care of me. Your presence makes me strong, and I start feeling that there is someone who knows me, understands me and will always stand for me whenever I will be low. You know one secret fact, many of your habits initially appeared too baroque to me, but gradually I learnt that those habits have some meaning, they are important for development of human kind.

I remember my first gift to you, Yarrow. I was afraid that whether you will like my gift or not. But then like always, you were gracious enough to accept my gift. However, I should not have given you that gift. It caused much problem to you and many a times you faced problem while using that gift. However, I think you liked Tettnang, the cozy suit that I gave to you. You looked comfortable in that gift. But I felt that still there is something missing. I thought its better to give something beautiful, handsome enough. Then suddenly I got information about a new design, people were calling it Heidelberg. I worked extra hours to get that gift for you. I also managed to give you a music box, but then I know how much trouble you were suffering in while using it. We used to talk on many issues. Be it news, movies, technology or family matters. Ours was a unique world, and life was no more boring and suffocating. I remember how much happy you were when I gifted you this Stentz suite, you were dancing madly. This was the time when both of us were working really hard. I used to give many of my jobs to you. Some times, I used to get tired but even then, you never showed any grim on your face. You appeared quite supportive and even when I slept, you continued to work.

Time causes change. The discipline of the world is that everyone has to earn his piece of bread. I have to go for my job. I know how bad I used to feel when in morning 8AM I used to leave you. For the full day you were alone. Then in evening when I used to come back, I know you were not able to conceal your happiness. We used to talk a lot, gossip for hours. I still remember, once I was much tensed while doing my assignment at my office. The work was pending for many days. In immense tension I bought that work at home. You dear, you made my job quite easy. You graciously completed my work and I was in awe of your mettle. This time I gifted you Bordeaux. God, you looked like a goddess. Although I could not give you jewelries but still you were very happy.

Days passed. For many days, you were quite alone. I know you knew that I am busy, but shame on me that I could not understand your problems. You were in bad health. I should have taken you to doctor, but every time you pretended that you are quite well. Dear, I should have understood your problem. Now for many days, you are very ill. Sometimes, you are almost unable to talk with me. I am feeling your pain, and I pray to god for your quick recovery. I have firm belief that you will soon get well in few days. Once you will get well, I will gift you new suits. I know I am not a rich person, but dear, lal topi waale, are good people. They do not cause much expense, apart from some carriage cost. Get well soon, I have many things to talk with you.

Yours,

Mukul