The hours when I loved love

It’s now 13^th April, 2008, 03 hours 35 minutes…..

Approximately 24 hours before……

Almost Delhi was deep into silence with its people fallen asleep. I was one among the millions of people who was enjoying sleep. I usually don’t get dream while sleeping. Even if I get dream, I used to forget it the next morning. Dream comes very rarely to me. Usually dream occurs when a person falls deep asleep and the images, thoughts and feelings are experienced through it. I also know that these images are caused because of the Rapid Eye Movement (REM) which happens when a person sleeps deep.

Yes.. This is one such dream I had, probably the best of my life….

I personally don’t have a very good opinion towards Love. I was / (and partly) am not convinced with the theory of Love etc., In fact to agree I’ve had a few infatuations during my school days [which lucky I was matured enough to identify those as infatuation], but never slided towards love.

Without blah blahing much let me straight away enter into the dream. It was fine morning when she came to me. She is a friend of mine.

“Selva, can I ask you one thing?’

“haan, poocho……”

“You should give me an answer straight away.”

“haan zaroor.. kya hua?”

“Will you be my boy friend?”

Some electric shock into the mind, even before understanding what was happening there, my mouth uttered.

“I must be blessed”.

I swear I never had / have such a feel for her in real and I really couldn’t understand what's going on there. Suddenly I realized something and asked her.

“What will happen to the orkut profile wali”.

“………………..” silence was the reply…

“It’s o.k… mein bhi aaur kitne saal wait karoonga” – I replied and I had one question in my mind but didn’t ask her. [That was about her boy friend].

Me, a couple of my friends along with her were on an outing.[I don’t know how days passes so quickly in the dreams…] I could remember it was a resort where there was a long lonely road in which we all were walking, laughing loudly. Suddenly a silence persists, she came along my side and we both were walking. [I could realize that I was too shy in my dream too :D]. My mind was thinking of holding her hands but I just couldn’t do it.

Suddenly I started to feel a warmth of softness in my hands as she grabbed mine and she looked into my eyes after holding my hands, those eyes were asking me, “you were thinking of holding it na?”. With the warmth of her hands on mine and her head resting on my shoulder, I just felt love for the first time :D. I realized that “Life is more than what I’m living now”. I usually keep saying that I fly in the air, but the truth is I was flying at the moment”….. Just started to love the love :P….

We both spoke a lot of silence, the beautiful poetic walk with just eyes doing the talk…. I wanted to break the silence and start to talk, start to share but again I was shy L . She was the one to break it…..

“Selva, yeah bataoo…. What happened to __________ [her boyfriends name]?.

I replied, “Mujhe kya pata”

“I know you won't even ask :) .....mein hi batati hoon…..lekhin ab nahi.. Dinner ke baad’.... I started to expect the dinner time.....

“Selva, get up and prepare the coffee da….” – my friend Giri’s voice.

“Giri you spoiled a wonderful dream”- I uttered and tried to recollect the dream.

The hangover of the dream existed for the next couple of hours with me thinking why such a dream came to me. The concept of the dream is entirely controversial and contradictory to my thought, but then it was a dream and none can help it out.

But those hours I spent in the dream was wonderful and it will stay as a memory for ever and ever…..