Thank you for that moment

Thank you for that moment Sweet Heart

Our life is controlled by our destiny. Which God decides for us. We are only the puppets who work the way destiny wants us to do. Our success, our happiness, our failure our pain all are actually not the result of our deeds; it’s all destiny. Some may say there is nothing called destiny; I may not agree but I can’t disagree also. Destiny is an invisible force, which acts on each of us; and I can’t make it visible to give those people a proof that, something called destiny is there.

But if you believe in destiny, then hold back, have your coffee mug in your hand and I will take you down to the memory lane to experience one of those moment destiny had in store for you all. We all fall in love at least once in a life time. I can hear you saying to yourself, “Yes”.  Now try to remember when, where and with who did you fall in love for the first time; without thinking about what happened next or if that person was a right or wrong choice, if he/she betrayed you.

Forget everything other than that very moment where you for the first time came across that person without knowing anything about him; not his name, not his job, not even sure if you would fall in love with him/her. It was that moment when you met a person for the first time and got a feeling as he/she was the person you were waiting for; then with time you felt in love with that person. That day, that moment and that place would have made an inerasable mark in your memory. Some says it’s hard to forget that moment; I would say- no it’s not difficult rather no one really wants to forget that moment.

I am talking about one of those days of my life which is nothing other than another day in calendar, but for me it’s special & memorable. It was the day, when destiny gave me a chance to experience that beautiful moment. It was evening time; I had gone to a temple in my hometown for evening prayers. I was standing among hundred others and praying to God. On Tuesday and Saturday that temple is usually crowded; because some people, not some people actually many people believe that- those two days in a week, are the best day to visit any Goddess temple. The advantages of so many people believing so is that it increases the probability of young people who are singles meet their soul mate.

Now get back to the topic- I was praying to God, suddenly I saw a girl holding a diya (earthen lamp) in her hand standing by my side. It’s not that I had not seen her before. I must had seen her some hundreds time before during my young days, although I never felt the need of talking to her. I do not really know, from which direction wind was flowing that day or in which direction sun rose that day; but something was different that day. It would be more appropriate if I would say- that there was something different in that moment. It was a moment for me- “when guitar starts playing in ear, breeze flows heavily from the opposite direction , and a beautiful face appears in front of you. And the whole process makes heart beat faster and faster. “

But it was exam day; so like millions of other people – my priority was to get the blessings of god in forms of a higher percentage of mark than to give much importance to those people who were standing by my side. The funniest thing about we Indians are- we feel the need of God most when our result outs, we feel the need of our parents the most when our pocket money finishes and we feel the need of our friends the most when a girl dumps us. So after my prayers got over, I was about to come out of the temple I could hear a voice coming from backward direction and hitting my ear directly; and by which my heart got affected indirectly. The sweetness and charm in her voice had such a force that it pulled me in opposite direction. I turned back & saw that girl was standing in front of me this time without any diya in her hand. I hope, Might be she had not considered me as her God till then. I smiled and said “Hi” and to be honest I hardly remember what else I said to her. What I still remember is- that movement of her beautiful lips while she was telling me something, the glimpse of her beautiful face through those dark hairs falling on her face and her beautiful eyes getting closed with the kiss of the wind on them. It was one of those moments when a man has no way other than, just stand still & appreciate the beauty. It was not that- “I was thinking about what will happen tomorrow? Does she love me? Have I fallen in love with her? Is she the one for whom I was waiting?” Nothing was going through my mind during that time. I was just feeling as if someone had stroke a chord in my heart.

What did happen next? You must have that question in mind. But that’s not important. 

Life actually moves on too fast. I am no more that young boy- who was living in a small town, with lots of close friends, who could not even chose a shirt for himself without any of his family members, who was spending more time sitting at a roadside wall with friends than at home. From that road side dhaba’s chicken to KFC’s chicken, from that small tea stall to Café Coffee Day’s coffee; everything has changed. But neither time, nor money, nor success, nor failure, nor pain, nor fame has the power to take away these memories. That’s why I always believe, memories are beautiful & priceless.

Now do me a favor. Just close your eyes. Do not worry no one is seeing you. Now try to see that moment when you met your love for the first time with your eyes closed.

I can see a smile in your face now. Life is really beautiful …. And love is the only thing which makes it even more beautiful.

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51 thoughts on “Thank you for that moment Sweet Heart

  1. Thanks for sharing your very special moment, and helping us to recall ours. After many years, some of those memories fade, or get pushed to the background.

    1. These memories actually never fade, what happens is that with time layers of some other memories covered them. But sometimes it’s good to let them out from the bottom of our hearts. :) Thanks a lot Patti taking your time to read this one.

  2. Arindam, I don’t think one ever forgets their first love. It’s a memory that is forever etched into your memories and sadly, every love after that pales in comparison. I think the reason for this is the newness of such emotions. Everything seems perfect and our heart beats faster at the sound of our beloved’s voice. Perhaps this is why we always remember it. I for one still remember my first love with great fondness. I have thought of him often throughout my life and wondered whatever became of him. :)

    1. Yes Bella, I will completely agree with you that one never forgets his/her first love. It’s the only time a person unconditionally fall in love with some one. And again there are people who are lucky to live a whole life with them and some are either unlucky or not good enough to continue with this relationship. Still it’s moment all of us cherish does not matter where life leads us in this journey. :)

  3. Arindam, I blushed at the recollection. Because the first time I met my now husband, I had just had an argument (professional) with someone else. Then a tall, handsome young man came and asked me a question about the subject of that other argument. And I, who really am normally a very nice person, bit the head of the handsome young man. The handsome young man whom I met years later, dated and then married. He claims that I fired nuclear missiles at him that day when he tells the story. So I insist that I tell it — I come off much better that way!

    1. You fired missiles at your husband at your first meeting. ha! :) It’s really interesting. Your destiny blessed you with such a wonderful person as your husband. Why not you write a post on this whole event of your first meeting and how you fired those missiles at him. It would be a treat to read that part of your life. :)

  4. I am one of those people who doesn’t believe in destiny. Some things are meant to be for sure, but to believe everything is decided outside of me, makes it almost pointless to live. I can’t control everything in my life, but I want to search for what is the better me. Anyway I think you little love story here is beautiful, especially since you make it into that very moment when it happened – and not what follows or doesn’t follow. Yes, we – hopefully – all have those memories. I can certainly relate to your memory.

    1. Sorry to say it but sir I am one of those people who believe in destiny. I have seen life taking the U turn when you least expected it. But I am sure these thing going to differ from person to person as per everyone’s own experience. I am not saying you are wrong, you are right. But thing is that life was never fair to me. Although I have no complain, but still it hurts sometimes. :)
      And yes, I love to live in moments. Because I do believe that life is collection of moments and these are some beautiful moments which we all need to remember without much caring about whatever happened next. :)

  5. aren’t you clever ?? :D
    starting such a lovely story and leaving us in the middle of it with a smile on our face … :)
    memories are priceless and sometimes memories are the only thing that keeps us sane :D

    1. Yes I am quite clever for sure. :)
      Yes some stories look beautiful, when we end them at the middle. And this is one of them. :) Memories are the most precious things we humans have. It’s just we need to value them.

  6. Nicely done, my friend.

    Always enjoy reading your thoughtful posts and it makes me sad that I’ve been away from my favorite blogs for too long.

    I’ve been thinking about doing a post on how I met MLB. I may have to get that written. Thanks for the push.

    1. Thanks a lot MJ. Yes, it’s been long since you visited my blog. But I knew you were busy. :)
      Yes You must write a post on your first sight love. It will be great for sure. :)

    1. That’s what I intended while posting this one. I read two posts from two of my blogging friends, about how they met their love and third one is under progress. What about you, sharing that moment with all of us? :)

  7. Wow. The sound of footsteps and some noises outside of my house have become audible again. I go out to see who’s causing the babble. I see two kids merely passing by, engrossed in something only the two of them know what.

    I stare at one of them. He stares back.

    1. Addie I wonder if it’s staring of another story! :) But do not worry I am not going to ask what happened next. Because I think life looks beautiful if we divide it in to some beautiful & memorable moments. :)

  8. I smiled and it was beautiful. Having to rediscover , relived that moment when your heart flutters with love and excitement. Of being happy just being around your love one. These moments are treasures we need to keep in our heart. Sometimes life becomes a hectic merry-go-round that we forget to feel and acknowledge that possibility of being happy. As for destiny, I never argue. I simply surrender. Inspiring post Bro…I wish you all the best!

    1. Yes bro, I also simply surrender myself to destiny. These moments make our live worth living. It’s also true that, with the rush of life somewhere we all are now forgetting to treasure these beautiful memories. :)
      As always thank you bro for these kind words, which always inspire me. :)

  9. Very beautiful story Arindam and what touches my heart the most is not so much the beautiful girl–although I am happy for you for that moment–but how you took some time to spend with God, even if, like many of us, to ask for favors.
    Thanks for sharing and I enjoyed reading this…

    1. Thank you Sunshine. :) Yes I always visit a Goddess temple in my hometown almost every day. Although I hope that, I am not in God’s favorite people list. :)

  10. This is a beautiful post… What happened? I thought I stopped by and liked and commented on your posts… perhaps, I too am dreaming! :-)

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