Friday, September 01, 2006

10 days - canned, stored and treasured

There I was, 2 weeks of vacation ahead, and staring blankly. For once, I didn't go home. There was a reason for not going which I don't remember too well now.

Then out of the blue my friend calls and tells me to be part of a TV talk show. There was a reason for this too, I think. Maybe she didn't find anyone else.

"What do I have to do?"

"Just do what you always do. Talk, dhakkan!"

"Forget it!"

Then she happened to mention that the whole show was in Delhi, and they have booked the tickets and would take care of everything.

Why not! Just when I was lamenting that I didn't have enough money to take my own little holiday! So with another bored cutlet, I was packed and sent to Delhi where we were put up in a sprawling guest house. Well, so far so good. We were supposed to be joined by other participants from other corners of the country.

In the night, I crawled out from under the warm quilt to check the commotion that woke me up. The three others who had arrived before us were already in the living room in their pyjamas and looking dazed. The cause of the racket was, the Calcutta guys had arrived and were not happy with their rooms. The next moment someone said "hi" and I look up at the most gorgeous male I had seen in a long time. Smartly clad in jeans, brown leather boots and a beige jacket. I waved an oversized sleeve of my nightdress and looked down at my santa-red-socks clad feet. What do you expect at 2am on a winter night, I thought to myself, as I tried to smoothen my hair.

Morning dawns and at the breakfast table I realize the object of my admiration in the night looks even better in fresh daylight. We repeated names again and made polite talk. By the time we left for the studio, we knew a lot about each other. RG was Doon school product and promised to show me places I had never seen in Delhi. How exciting!

By the afternoon, we were inseparable, linked arms and all. We ate together and went everywhere together. The others made room to let us be together in the same car always. After the day's shoot we got into our press tagged cars and RG took me to cute little shops and showed me his family's locked house. At night, all of us sprawled in the cozy living room watching movies late into the night with me taking warmth under his blanket and sleeping on his arm.

Thus passed the days of rehearsals, shooting, laughter, and huge lunches on the sunny lawn. And evenings when we roamed the markets and made the long drive back to the guest house. The nights were fun. He went out in the cold looking for ice cream because I wanted to have some. I followed him and we walked on for 2 hours in the fog and silvery moonlight seeping through, without realizing it. A spark flew into my hand when I struck a match to light someone's cigarette and RG put cream from a tube and tied my whole hand in his handkerchief. And when visibility waned and walking in the dark got difficult, he picked me up and crossed the little uncertain patch. I laughed but loved him for it. The nights were freezing and beautiful. RG and I took long walks, our cheeks and noses numb with the cold, sometimes on the empty roads, sometimes on the lawns of the compound. He told me of his father's death and how it shattered the family. I held his hand and he held me close and we sat silently on a flat stone for ages.

He told me about boarding school and his dreams for the future. I told him about mine.

And suddenly it was time for us to get back to our lives. We hugged for the longest time at the airport and his eyes moistened as we waved ourselves out of sight.

I have never met RG after that. We haven't even kept in touch. There was no need to. It was one of those times that come into your life, make it richer, and pass by. Leaving you feeling special for having experienced something so beautiful. A bond formed, pure and exquisite. Without expectations, without promises. It was like a dream. It will always remain that.


Anonymous Anonymous said...

Simply beautiful.Two things..
1.Great that you could experience this feeling in the right way
2.Even better is the fact that you could pen this down,and admit this. I doubt if any married women can ever express their thoughts/past and not worry about how their men would react.

11:50 AM  
Blogger Manny said...

yep...i'd echo what 'anon..' said, simple beautiful. Nice to know amazing stuffs like that do occur. The last time I even came close to something like that happenening to me, i woke up tied to a swimming pool stair rail, wallet, shoes and clothes gone. I had to walk half a mile in the friggin cold in nothing more then my boxers and a couple of empty tissue boxes, make-shift for shoes. I shalt never trust strange bikini clad women ever

PS:thanks for the visit.

12:20 PM  
Anonymous Gangadhar said...

beautiful and a transparent story..The girl in the story's susceptible to the influence of the gorgeous male...And i always try to look gorgeous and smart..

1:26 PM  
Blogger anumita said...

anon: My past is my past. My husband is my present. I remain true to both.
Thanks for appreciating. I wish you identified yourself with a name.

manny: That is hilarious. Very similar to a scene in a hindi movie called Dil Chahta Hai.

ganga: When you are young, you believed in looks first.
However even now, it's a pleasure to meet a gorgeous and smart man :)

1:57 PM  
Blogger Unmana said...

Awww... I agree - simply beautiful. I guess the nicest part was that both of you let the dream remain a dream - you did not keep in touch and risk a soured boring relationship.

2:16 PM  
Blogger Arz000n said...

We haven't even kept in touch. There was no need to. It was one of those times that come into your life, make it richer, and pass by. Leaving you feeling special for having experienced something so beautiful. A bond formed, pure and exquisite. Without expectations, without promises. It was like a dream. It will always remain that.
I liked reading these lines...dunno few memories back...with this gal I'd met in ma life couple of months back...before flying down to UK...

We hugged for the longest time at the airport and his eyes moistened as we waved ourselves out of sight.
This is what I miss the most...I was not able to hug her proper good bye :(

Liked this post....

2:57 PM  
Anonymous alok said...

'I remain true to both' : literally struck me.
i hope ppl see this.

4:25 PM  
Anonymous Hiren said...

Only your genuine passions and interests stay with you for life. Everything else passes in the nature of "This too shall pass"

4:34 PM  
Blogger Stone said...

In my real, practical world, neither me or wifey will accept this kinda story....there always runs a risk of hurting someone!

I don't mind sounding narrow-minded here!!!

Nicely written!!

2:19 AM  
Blogger anumita said...

unmana: That's what I feel myself. Sometimes you just let things be.

arzooon: I am glad somebody else too had the same experiences.

alok: I do remain true. I have lived through all these years to arrive at where and what I am today.

hiren: You are right too. What we choose to keep, stays. The rest pass, though not necessarily in an abandoned manner.

stone: Accepting a story is not too far from accepting your partner. Thankfully we do not hold against each other the beautiful experiences of our pasts - experiences that have moulded us into the companions we are to each other today.

6:47 PM  
Anonymous Stone said...

Yep agreed, you 110% right! Experiences mould us.
(Actually in my last comment I wrote wrong word 'Accept')

11:15 PM  
Blogger Grey Shades said...

:) I'm sure you were surrounded in a warm glow when you were writing this...

11:34 PM  
Blogger V N said...

I kinda love the genuineness thats associated with this post!

9:10 AM  
Blogger Sudipta Chatterjee said...

Oh, this was beautiful. Some people do come in life like that, and just leave after a little joy for a few moments. And I agree with what anonymous said... and also liked your way of putting it. Great thoughts.

10:20 AM  
Blogger manoj said...

peeping into somebody's personal life, thats perhaps what i am doing..
but one thing i find common is that..
you seem to have freinds ..
like the other guy you met in your childhood and this one, and then they go out of the scene and never come back...
same with me..i remember some of the good friends with whom i prepared JEE, and some of even earliar times(like school)..
i just dont know where they are..

10:42 AM  
Blogger Tachyoson said...

sort of reminds me of that "reason, season , lifetime" that does the email-fwd circuit now and then.

honestly i see that this is rare, because i havent yet run into this kind of scenario!

thanks for dropping by my blog :)

11:53 AM  
Blogger Kuan Gung said...

I've had a few of these and in some quiet moments I reflect...nice stuff

12:19 PM  
Blogger Kuan Gung said...

Very nice...touching...

12:26 PM  
Blogger Manny said...

I wonder If this RG guy is wondering the same as you are, Anumita. Hey, for all you know he could just as well be writing about this same experience

12:46 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...


won't that be a bit spooky ?

2:11 PM  
Blogger Aqua said...

that was some lovely experience. i really wish you guys had exchanged email ids at least :(

5:17 PM  
Blogger Manny said...

won't that be a bit spooky ?

nah, spooky would be when they both go to bed with 'life-size' teddy bears with each others names on it...:P

7:38 PM  
Blogger lash said...

Certain incidents when they dont have a forever tag to them, become extremely close to our heart. Its in a way nice. The memory remains atleast...

8:23 PM  
Blogger dazedandconfused said...

Good looking people like RG (and am sure you are one of them as well) lead so much more interesting lives:)

Its a theory of mine...

8:50 PM  
Blogger :) said...

Thats so beautiful.

9:43 PM  
Anonymous shub said...

wow!! speechless...especially by the last part...

10:36 AM  
Blogger Arunima said...

lady, you seem to be getting better with each post.

Mars and Venus post too was fun.

12:14 PM  
Blogger Ajeya said...


12:18 PM  
Blogger Swathi said...

mushy stuff...i like the part that there were no expectations from either side , else it would have become another sad story.

1:21 PM  
Blogger anumita said...

stone: No probs. I understood :)

grey shades: You are right I was.

velu nair: Thank you. I tried.

sudipta: Thanks and I think that little joy is something very special.

manoj: It's a public blog, so not to worry about peeping into personal lives. Yes, I have friends. More before than now, I have realised.

tachyoson: Right. It kind of fits into the reason and season bit, I think.

kuan gung: Thank you. Isn't it nice to be able to reflect upon it later?

manny, anon: I dont know. Maybe he is, who knows. But I think it would be really filmi or dramatic, rather than spooky! :)

aqua: I hate to sound ancient. But those were before the days when I had touched a computer, forget knowing about emailing.

lash: You are so right. There's only happiness associated with it, no regrets, no 'what ifs'.

dazedandconfused: Goodlooks and beauty lie in the eyes of the beholder. So the goodlooking part could be my view, you know.

:): Thanks. I agree.

shub: I know but it was like a little magic that happened and you know it's so wrong to be greedy and long for more.

arunima: Huge compliment from someone as good as you. Thanks.

ajeya: Thanks.

1:32 PM  
Blogger anumita said...

swathi: I know. I am the queen of mush but for once I have a clear head.

1:34 PM  
Blogger Sangita said...

What else can I add..Everything I felt has been said by so many others..A post to treasure..Though I must say I wld have felt a weird void had I been at ur place..I must have succumbed to those what if's :-)

5:54 PM  
Blogger venkat said...

Hmmmmmmm What a sweet,romantic experience to treasure for all the time to come.

7:44 AM  
Blogger Brazen Head said...

Ah to be young again. Brought back memories of my late teens. Early twenties were spoiled by too much chinese food hurriedly eaten in the labs and not enough romance:-)

7:06 PM  
Blogger monk15ad said...

That sure is a treasureable memory!

8:04 PM  
Blogger anumita said...

sangita: I know what you mean. But sometimes we surprise ourselves.

venkat: Thank you Venkat. Seeing you around after some time.

brazen head: You could eat chinese food in your lab? Wow! All we were allowed in our classes were coffees, that too at the post graduate level.

monk: Thank you, it is.

2:01 PM  
Blogger Prat said...

Its these moments that add depth to life.
Good byes arent always easy, but say them we must.

11:00 AM  
Blogger Priyanka Mahanta said...

Anumita, simply awesome post and I loved the way u r true to both your present and your past. So many times it happens with all of us but not many have actually got the guts or comfort level to pen them down for the world to know. I love u for doing that and in the right way. I'm sure u & your hubby have a very good understanding and a superb relationship. God bless. Be happy!

3:13 PM  
Blogger Varsha said...

This is a nice article Anumita!! Well written and I like the end...we didn't keep in strings attached. Your blog is nice and full of articles straight of your heart...

11:37 PM  
Anonymous Melody said...

Wow Anumita, that was just a fabulous post. You write so darn well girl...

Could almost experience the whole thing with you...

Keep the posts coming girl!

1:14 AM  
Blogger mavinayanasa said...

well matured experience and article too.

6:16 AM  
Blogger Perspective Inc. said...

Could easily relate to.. really well written!

9:57 AM  
Blogger Raccoon said...

arre waah! But why didnt you guys keep in touch?? Did you feel from the begining that it would'nt last well beyond a few days? And damn - I was a part of a talk show too once, but they finished off everything in like 2 hours and we were back on the footpath...sigh..where do you get to attend these awesome holiday shows?:)

11:57 AM  
Blogger mona said...

thats the life..
some one came in ur life, give you the most beauiful moments and then they gone..'
but the memories of that speial moments keeps the heart remebering them always and makes us thanx to god for giving us such a beautiful moment even if it is for a short time..

12:33 PM  
Anonymous sherriff said...

kabhi kabhi mere dil mein khyal aata hai....

4:54 PM  
Blogger paddy said...

to me the best thing was that no effort was made to contract each other again ... i dunno it stikes me the most ..

(p.s. plz remove this word verification thing its a real pain in the neck )

10:59 PM  
Blogger --Sunrise-- said...

i LOVED the frankness of it. beautiful way of encapsulating your thoughts onto paper. and it reflects the simple nature of your relationship with him too.

very much enjoyed reading...

"We haven't even kept in touch. There was no need to. It was one of those times that come into your life, make it richer, and pass by. Leaving you feeling special for having experienced something so beautiful. A bond formed, pure and exquisite. Without expectations, without promises. It was like a dream. It will always remain that." - beautiful... my reflections exactly. :)

4:35 AM  
Blogger AmitL said...

Hi,Anumita...and,'that's the stuff memories are made of'.:)Nice post.

6:00 PM  
Anonymous {illyria} said...

oohhh, anumita! you write so gorgeously. i was moved...your simple words were like an earthquake, really.

8:50 PM  
Blogger Neville said...

Actually happened to spot your blog, when i clicked on view next blog. It was a long time ago. Been reading it ever since. Love the way you write. There's a certain truth about your writing.... it's from the heart.. effortless. seen that in very few people. your blog makes me smile. I mean it's alive. you know it gives you that sense of being. one can actually feel what you write.

Nice work.. keep writing.

PS: Do you write for a living? If not, you should try a book. Similar style to Salinger. very Catcher in the rye.

4:24 AM  
Blogger anumita said...

prat: This reminds me of something I used to write a lot as a kid. 'We meet to part..."

Priyanka: Thank you. I believe one never stops forming relationships in life. We just name them differently.

Varsha: Thanks Vasha. I try to write the way I feel.

Melody: Thanks girl. Am so in love with your blog.

mavinayanasa: Welcome and thank you very much.

perspective inc.: Thanks a ton.

raccoon: There was nothing on to last. We met, we parted. In between we got along wonderfully and felt great. Bas. But yes, I have had some wonderful paid holidays in my life!

mona: You are so right. Sometimes I wonder if the actual times are as beautiful as our memories. I guess that's what happens when you write about things years later.

sherriff: One of my favourite songs too.

paddy: Sorry about the pain (word verification). Get plenty of spams without it. Please bear till I can remove it.

sunrise: Thank you so much.

amitL: Memories. Oh, what would we do without them! :)

{illyria}: Coming from you that's a huge boost. I love your new name.

Neville: Thank you so much for appreciating and leaving a comment this time. You talk too well comparing me to Salinger but I need several more births to even hold a torch to him. Yes, I write innane stuff for a living.

1:39 PM  
Blogger hope and love said...


10:27 PM  
Blogger anumita said...

hope and love: Thank you.

11:11 PM  
Blogger Tulan said...

Loved the post. It was such a great post and i bet that was the best weeks in your life

Loved the last part

"we hug for the longestest time and his eye were moistened when we said goodbye and went our until we were out of each other sight"

Great line and love it and i always wanted to be in that situation once in my life but cant anymore casue i am married but u r right past is gone present is reality.

I went through same thing with a pen friend from india whom i knew by the ways of chatting adn emailing and afte a year or so she suddenly lost contact with me and that was a bad part for me since we bonded really good as friends

jsut curious why did u guys not keep contact if u liked each other so much

1:14 AM  
Blogger Tulan said...

since u like blogging here is something for u to spend time on :-)

(very unusual sometime stupid, sometime funny and sometimes real things on it - junk u can call it though entertaining)

(got inspired by u so thought should write some sensible stuff and also go down the memory lane and pen down the memories)

10:40 PM  
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4:11 PM  
Blogger asuph said...


such a heartfelt writing. read couple of other blogs of yours too and you seem to have this amzing gift of humane writing. you writing is so real, so straight... i mean people pretend all the time when they write, and it shows (i do it all the time :D)

keep writing,

10:33 AM  
Anonymous Twilight Fairy said...

very nice.. where was this?? you came to Delhi!!!!!

12:11 PM  
Blogger Namrata Goswami said...

ummm, not bad!! Experiences make you what you are. like that

7:05 PM  

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