Some years back on a mid May date I was sitting opposite to a guy
who had brought me to a restaurant , I think it was some Italian joint
but I can't recollect the name.Dimly lit and I could hardly see anyone
else except us , music was soft.I have forgotten how he looked that day
but those well cut glasses on our table , how water glistened in that
light reminds me of that slow evening.We did not speak much as I was
into the food and he ..before writing this I have a self re-assuring
smile on my face , yes out there is a person who notices how u nibble ,
how your fingers hold the fork and how you purse your lips and ache for
water if chillies just taught u a lesson.He just sipped water
occasionally.
Suddenly I heard some voices.A couple
had taken a seat behind us , I heard them altercating.They must have
been in their thirties.They both had a career and a child.They
constantly complained , no one was really listening , and both wanted to
speak up.Lips were moving , on a dismal face.May be they wanted some
affection from each other without asking for it after a long day at
work.They wanted to be asked how they are feeling because sometimes in
life we are so busy completing tasks that we forget to feel things ,
even our own thoughts.They need to be nurtured each day like the roses
in your garden.
Have you really noticed how a gardener
mothers the fecund portion of your house.Everything worthwhile needs
attention and care and see how they bloom and the fragrance fills up
your life with happiness.Maybe relations are like that only , they seek
tenderness which we forget as life is testing us each day.But how can we stop appreciating the beautiful things around us and the one beside us.When it is about partners I feel a woman's beauty is a reflection of her man's love towards her and man's strength is his woman's devotion towards him.
So much time has passed but their conversation stays with me from that evening.The guy with whom I had that dinner I don't know where he is but I am here content and contained reading some messages from a loved one , reminding me how it was like to know someone miles away , a stranger with warmth with an open heart.
