Monday, December 9, 2013

The love story of Neil...Part II

[This story carries on from Neil's conversation with me, posted a couple of weeks before, in this same blog...]
Today, Neil came to my place, since it is my day-off--so that we can have lunch together & some casual chat..
"I am terribly frustrated,", Neil said whilst slurping the Laksa, I made for our lunch.
"Hmm...and why???", I asked Neil--Neil doesn't seem to respond to anything, either he is fully concentrating on his food or his mind is elsewhere--inattentive.u
"Neil...I asked you a question", I was a little pissed off, when he didn't seem to reply within a stipulated time."Umm, well, nothing seems to happen--professionally , in personal life--days seem to be boring, seem to frustrating---my co-workers are just another cuckoo--I am getting upset for nothing.
"Sometimes, I have nothing to do, nowhere to go...nothing to read....really idle. People are coming out of their "shell" & now showing their real form. People who I relied on most, are becoming too much for me. I am getting bored of Kent, the people around me, the place where I work...I need a change", Neil sighed.

Neil's frustration is obvious--he is a hardworking fellow, as far as I know--I have never seen his work--we work in different industry.

The Love Story of Neil

Part IV

Finding Neil's Own Love...

Last week after I came back from London, Neil came to visit me in Abu Dhabi. It's been longtime, that I met him. He came with his usual disheveled look--wearing a worn down T-shirt, a torn denim & God knows for many days he didn't shave (forget about his haircut even...).

After having lunch together, as I prepared his favorite, Duck, we were chatting over with some Port. "I have fallen in love again", Neil told me, almost like whispering. I was not surprised, as Neil almost loved many girls--but none of them were meant for him. "Who is it now?", while pouring some more Port and getting some more cheese for him, I asked him.

"Her name is Stephanie. We were in the same university, she was just a couple of years junior to me. I had a crush on her for longtime, but never mind, she had a boyfriend back then. As my moral ethics tell me, not to interfere when someone is in a relationship. So did I....but in the back of my mind, I intend to desire her.
"As years passed, I moved to Kent from Auckland. Though I had in my mind, little I could do than messaging through social networking websites, Facebook for example. I had a feeling that she likes me as well..but was never sure though--until I asked her out. Even though, when I would go to visit my family in Auckland on vacation, we never saw each other--all we could do is just text. She was also shy to meet me I guess or just was feeling awkward.
"Then came the day, when we actually met each other. I was really looking forward to meet her. Though it was not something special but then that day was very special for me. It was some unrecorded date in my calender in 2012. We had some coffee in an anonymous coffee shop talking about *our* work. And then later some fried dimsums in the food court. Of course, my eyes must have told her, that I am very much interested in her--to know her more, to desire her & to love her!! But what touched me the most, when she texted me once I returned home, "I had a great time with you"--it melted my heart...".

With my same monotonous tone, I summed it up with a "Hmmmmmmm" (people who know me, must be familiar with this ... :) ).
We finished our cheese. Time for some signature crepe suzette. Neil was really tipsy after drinking so much of Champagne, premium Bordeaux and  now some Sauternes as well....there was an awkward silence in the kitchen, except the occasional strikes of the pan on the stove.
"Carry on with your story...", I broke the silence.
"Well, I went home again after that in about 3 months, during Christmas, but she seemed to be busy. She was not in Auckland but in Christchurch--her family was there so she went to visit them. Well, I really wanted to meet her & express my feelings for her..but then just told myself, "Take your time..know her more. Know her well...you don't know if she is single!!"
"After Christmas, I switched jobs and moved to Surrey. I had a better job, better salary & better lifestyle. We were just chatting frequently over Facebook and would often feel like "She is my girl...". Oneday she was just ranting over Facebook saying she would close the account & kind of told me, that just for me she would get whatsapp! I dont know if she was just joking with me or really wanted to stay in touch with me.
"Valentine's Day came and I proposed her, alas through whatsapp"...there was a pause in his story. As you all know, when I hear such stories, I get inquisitive. So I asked him, "So what did she say??Yes ..or No??"
"Hahaha, well, initially she must have been surprised or didn't expect this. Or worst, she was not even into me--can be anything. But then she just asked me, if I was being serious. Well, I was damn serious to ask her, "Be my valentine forever..."
"But then loving someone who doesn't love you is like waiting for a ship in the airport. Back of my mind again or as you'd say, "The smaller voice within", was telling me, "Go for it. You will not regret. Chances are that she will be yours forever...". I listened to my heart & made every effort to prove it to her that I really want to be with her.
"In the meanwhile she told me that she needs sometime to think about it, as she was doubtful about my intentions..short-term, long-term, one night stand..or whatever it is. And then came the day that I was worrying about--what are the complications that may arise. "You are protestant and we are catholic. My father will never accept a protestant as his son-in-law. None of my family members will accept it gracefully".
"My heart just shattered into pieces. Though I was expecting such controversy to arise, but such excuses. Once being rejected for being a christian and now being rejected for being a protestant..what else do I need to experience in my life? Will the next excuse be "You are a human being..so my parents will not accept that. They accept only Martians!!.....", Neil toned down.


The desserts were ready to be served. "So, end of the story..right?", I asked Neil while plating the crepes.
"Hahahahaha," Neil bursts out with his usual laughter. "No my friend...But Gaurav, I take inspiration from you, whenever you say, "Hope is the secret of survival in human beings", I never lost hope. I was just being quiet for about a week & lamenting on my condition. And then, with full throttle I again started showing my affection & interest to her. May be, I was just obvious, but honestly a single moment has hardly passed without thinking of her. In due course, whatever was going through in my life, I was informing her. However, I felt like I need to change my job. I want to have my own family--wife, kids etc. I want to give them sometime. I must quit software companies & go for greener pastures. But then all these years, I have been wanting to know or get who my soulmate is.
"The more she brought up several complications to me, my love for her was just growing beyond. Only thing I couldn't do is express myself, that how much I love her. Her charming & mischievous smile, her soft cheeks, her luscious lips, her beautiful face, her tone, her tastes of music, her affection for me...and she as a whole human being--I fell in love with. Often, I would ask myself, "Is this the one you want?", when my inner voice will echo, "She is the one, she is the one and she is the one".
"As you are aware, I changed jobs from software to fashion industry. More money, better lifestyle. If I have to choose a girl--it was plenty...more than I will ever see in my entire life. But I was whole-heartedly committed to her.
"I met her again in October this year. And then we went for dinner together in anonymous restaurant. I enjoyed & I always enjoy her company. Though she was telling me get married to someone else, I know that I will never be happy if I marry who I actually never loved. I had the feeling always, all complications can be brushed aside only in course of time. Whilst coming back to Surrey, I asked her if she could come to the airport. She works in the IT Sector & her office was quite close the airport. To my surprise, she did & I gave her a box of chocolates which I bought only for her."

After hearing all these stories, all I could say is a loud and the monotonous "Hmmmm..and then?"
"Then what?", Neil said. "We like each other definitely. I love her the most & to me she is the world. I have a feeling that her arrival in my life is the dawn of my fortune and I never want the sun of my fortune to set ever. If she is unhappy, I will be mentally disturbed. If she is happy, I will be so cheerful. If she is upset with me, I will never have a good sleep. I will always wake up thinking of her ...and same when I go to sleep. However, when it comes to marriage, I will not force her. I leave that as her choice, whatever makes her happy. At the end of the day, it is her happiness that is what matters to me the most. Definitely, I will be upset !! But you cannot change destiny, can you?"

Well, I agree with Neil. Sometimes our life, our character, our behavior is ruled by destiny. So what can I wish for Neil? Will Neil & Stephanie be together forever? May be yes--when two hearts want to be together, when two hearts melt for each other, who can stop? Will the Almighty be cruel & rude to them, if their love/like is pure? I leave that upto my Lord & my readers to comment on....
(To be continued.....)

Saturday, December 7, 2013

The Piercing Heart

broken-heart-red-knifeMy heart was hurting this afternoon.
  It does this sometimes but I don’t really share this feeling  with all.
  There are days when many things come to mind that make my heart not just ache but feel like it is being stabbed.  I feel like my heart is being pierced with a needle..over and over again. When I asked my heart why does it hurt...it said...


1.  I hurt for the past.
2. I hurt for the time wasted in my life.
3.  I hurt for being  feeling old.
4.  I hurt because I miss people.
5.  I hurt because I am disturbed.
6.  I hurt because I can’t help.
7.  I hurt because I wish I didn’t care.
8.  I hurt because I feel everything now.
9.  I hurt because of my mistakes.

10.  I hurt because I fail.
11.  I hurt because I have hurt others.
12.  I hurt because no one understands me.
13.  I hurt because I have no soul mate.
14.  I hurt because I am alone.
15.  I hurt over people I have lost.
16.  I hurt over being hurt by people.
17.  I hurt again because I think of past hurts.
18.  I hurt because I feel misunderstood.
19.  I hurt over mental illness.
20.  I hurt over the state of the world.
21.  I hurt because so many others hurt.
22.  I hurt because I fear there is no turning back to fix things.
23.  I hurt because I need a hug.
24.  I hurt because I worry about the future.

Thursday, December 5, 2013

My Gateway to Europe...Paris


"A walk about Paris will provide lessons in history, beauty, and in the point of Life."
----Thomas Jefferson.

I was longing to visit Paris since 2011(especially because I adore French Food & the Language to some extent...French women..well, to certain extent... ) & finally because of my work, my wishes (and prayers) came true.


November 29th, 2013
Place: Charles de Gaulle Airport, France
Time : 800 hrs (local time)

We landed and greeted with a lots of "Bienvenue", "Au Revoir" & finally a arrive Paris. It was freaking cold (yes..at 6 deg C, way cooler than where I live in or belong to). I was dead tired & first thought of retiring for the day, but then I am in Paris for about 24 hours--I will not let this chance go away. After a quick shower, messaged my buddy in Paris, a local frenchie, Robinson. Robinson is originally from D'Auvergne currently working in Paris & we worked together in Dubai.

Best Croissants I ever had..
About 1030 hrs
I just went to check out how to go to Paris proper (I was being put up in Roissy) & also found out croissants for us.After having those deliciously & heavenly croissants I headed off to Roissypole and from there bought a day pass for all the metro/underground--can be used all throughout Paris. Price- Euro 22.30
It was great to see around once in the metro as in some parts it was actually above the ground--could see the beautiful countryside. Europe is truly beautiful. If Asia is Male, Europe is its other half--truly female!!

About 1200 hours
I reached St.Michel & after getting out from the metro, the place I was looking for was Fontaine St. Michel. The weather was freezing cold (didn't I say 6 degrees and drizzling) & place was so, so beautiful. Inside, my happiness new bounds. Yes, I am in Paris--FINALLY!
I was just roaming around only to hope if people speak in English. My french comprises only a handful of french words--I understand too little french, so my only resort was "Parlez vous anglais?" (Do you speak English?) & if they speak a little, i.e. "Un peut", perfect, "Monsieur, where is Fontaine St. Michel?". It was nice to walk on the streets of Paris--its lanes, alleys ...so, so nice!!
About 1330 hours
My friend showed up finally. But by then, I was very very hungry...Lets go lunch.
It was not an ordinary lunch--as my friend promised he popped up a very nice bottle of Moet et Chandon Brut. Life is Good!!
My starters were Frog Legs (not so tasty, and quite dry) while Robinson had Terrine de Boeuf (Beef Terrine and nice). Main courses--I had a decadent steak tartare (tasty and less salty with frites) whilst Robinson had Magret (i.e. Duck breast with pepper sauce & mash). I was too full & too high--else I was craving for some cheese! No wonder when it comes to gastronomy, France should rule the world (Or I am just being partial cause I adore French cuisine...I dont know!! ).
About 1500 hours
After having spent a good time in the cafe while having our lunch & chatting with Robinson about different affairs of life, we decided to head off to Notre Dame. Yes, does it remind you of "Hunchback of Notre Dame" by Victor Hugo?
This magnificent architecture, "Notre dame de paris" (or Our Lady of Paris), a cathedral still stands strong for over 600 years & characterises french Gothic style & built along the beautiful river Seine.
About 1600 hours
It started getting dark. We headed to Au Bon Marche (Literally, Nice Market) & was amazed to see a supermarket keeping premium fresh products. Wonderful..Foie gras, many types of oysters, jumbo sized prawns & yes an amazing collection of wines. Nice..nice!!I just bought two things for myself--Pain d'Epice & Piquillo--something that I dont get in Abu Dhabi.
About 1630 hours
So beautiful...no??
We headed off to Madeleine--to see more of Paris. More chic, more elegant. Somehow, it just reminded me of my city--Calcutta (or Kolkata, the way you like to call it!! ). Anyways, we just checked in & out stores. Wonderful stuff & then headed to a shop called "Maison de Whiskey", or House of Whiskey. It has an amazing collection of whiskeys--scotch, bourbon, tenessee, single malt & also houses some liquors from the carribbean. My friend being a connoisseur of whiskey bought a bottle of ... (dont remember!! ).
About 1730 hours
Its now time to explore more of Paris. And it was completely dark then. So, we then headed off to Champs Elyssee followed by Arc du Triomphe (Arch of Victory! )
To my awe, Champs Elyssee was amazingly beautiful and on the same lane stood afar, with all its glory, Arc de Triomphe. Robinson & I was walking towards Arc du Triomphe and all of a sudden felt Christmas is around the corner..so many stalls selling all winter goodies, foods & yes, vin chaud (the french version of mulled wine), when all of a sudden there were glimpses of the beautiful Eiffel Tower.
About 1800 hours
We took the metro again just to go La Tour Eiffel.
And there she stood for about 125 years, the magnificent architecture Eiffel Tower. A travel to paris is just incomplete if Eiffel tower is not
Decadent snails
visited I think. But by then, I was dead tired.So I said Au Revoir to Eiffel Tower and wanted to head back home!!
About 2000 hours
I reached home..very, very hungry. So I went to eat in the hotel restaurant. My starter was Snails (or Escargots as you would say in french) with mushrooms ...very very tasty followed by a rossini style beef tenderloin cooked the french way "Saignant"--damn good!!

The following morning I left for Abu Dhabi.

Walking through the streets of Paris, I fell in love with the city. Perhaps, after my hometown, I will be emotionally connected only with Paris. So gorgeous & so beautiful. Sometimes, I wish why wasn't I born in Paris? If I am to born again, my earnest wish to my creator will be, "Can I have the pleasure of enjoying the beautiful from birth to death?"

P.S.- I cannot wait to go to Paris again...J'aime Paris!! Bisous....