Sunday, May 23, 2010

A short love story

My Dear Sayeee,

Dunno how to start with... my hands are trembling.. but yes I have decided to write this letter..

One fine day, around 7am in the morning, it was winter fall in Hyderabad and I was walking near anand bagh towards the temple. I was inside the temple and started offering my prayers and started circling the sanctum sanctorum of the temple, chanting the hymns of lord. Half way through, I stopped chanting, something which attracted me made me to stop chanting. I saw a girl, with a plaited hair adored with Jasmine flowers, purple coloured dress, walking in front of me. My mind started circling her and did not bother about anyone else inside the temple. I was close to her and admired the beauty of the jasmine flowers, felt that the flowers are more beautiful in her hair than in the garden.

Wanted to see her face desperately, but the queue in the temple did not allow me to cross her. I followed her and she stopped at Andal sanidhi and I am still behind her. She slowly took her right hand and adjusted the flowers, I noticed her hands with maroon glass bangles and also noticed a small red scar. The pujari was standing in front of me with aarti in his hand, I was still noticing her hands and burnt my fingers while taking the aarti, for a moment I saw my burnt fingers and again noticed her...... she was gone in a flash!!!... My heart throbbed to see her, I turned around and immediately rushed to the gate, and She is gone... in a pink coloured scooty pep..... Was really disappointed and wanted to see her again...

I went inside the temple again and sat there for a while and suddenly I noticed a jasmine flower lying on the floor just beside me, and I was about to pick that flower and noticed a hand with maroon bangles and with the same scar grabbed it before I could... I was on cloud nine, felt that angels are circling around me, Andal has answered my prayers, without wasting a nano second I saw her face, Wow!.. Wow! Angelic face, very fair, beautiful eyes, and lovely smile @ me... with a sweet voice she told "Sorry, its mine"... I replied “You are mine “.... bells started ringing in the temple and the though "You are mine" was firmly planted in my mind... She again smiled @ me and left the temple...


Days passed by, I followed the routine of going to temple on the same day ... I could see her again and again... I made friendship with her, we used to eat the pulihora given in the temple and chit chat for sometime... My Love towards her was growing infinite... She was an angel and she swept me of my feet...

I could not wait anymore and on one fine morning when we visited the temple and were @ andal Sanidhi, the pujari was doing the Archana for god and I patted her on the back and told her " Archana, I love you and want to marry u", with a golden ring in my hand... She started starring at me and I could see the anger in her eyes... Suddenly the pujari gave the kumkum in her hands and blessed her “Get married soon "...

She started circling the temple, did not speak to me and without even turning back she left the temple... I could understand her anger and for a moment I thought it is a betrayal of friendship.... I could not contact her as I do not have her mobile.... Even on routine visits to temple I could not see her...

Months passed by, I did not stop going to temple and was longing to see her and it did happen, it was the beginning of shiv rathri, she was accompanied by her Mother to the temple. She stopped at Andal sanidhi and stared at me, no smile at me which she usually does... she beckoned me and asked a simple question ... "why?” it meant all to me... I could not explain why, but it was pure love.. I kept silent for a long time.... All of a sudden to my surprise, she held my right hand tightly and took me to the back of temple and told "Krish, I like you, but I do not mean it is love"..... I was confused and saw a piece of paper in my hand, I unfurled the paper and in which it was written "2233445512 :-*, Love you Krish, Come and speak to my Dad tomorrow ...” I did not have words to express my joy, she again left the temple...

I went back home and took my phone and called her, the call was answered in the first ring as if she was expecting my call ... I asked “Why did it take so long?" She replied "I wanted to know whether U can wait for me"... With Joy, I again told her "Love you Archana" and after a long pause she replied "Well, I think even I am in love with you”....


----- A love story by Krishnan

- Archana weds Krishnan 21st June - 2010...