“item, chams (short form of chamiya…some how I liked the word when I heard ‘namak ishq ka’from the film Omkara…a wonderful and skillful adaptation of the Shakespeare tragedy ‘Othello’” etc are the crude names I call her…but she never minds, and always gives me the same serene, shy, and one of the most sweetest smiles in the world.
To outsiders she always ends up giving an expression of being rude, maybe shy and at times introvert. Maybe she is, but once people come to know her they understand that she has the same rib ticking humor that never fails to make me smile.
But she has that quality that makes you comfortable once you get to know her. Never nosy or probing, and always patient when you want some one to hear you out. We do have our share of gossips, jokes, and wonderful mirth. There are times when we want to cry and the other person lends a patient shoulder. We share recipes, and personal jokes, different memories, our hurts, trials, tribulation and our dreams. Its just that we are like thinking alike usually…and I may appear more flamboyant (read talkative, and always waiting to crack a laugh) as compared to her, but that’s the way she is…ismita (as one of my friend calls her) for you
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- meashie112
- Crazily uncrazy spoonful of common sense mixed with humor.. This blog started as a way to vent emotions but slowly has become a way to put memories on paper before they seem to do a shift delete in the brains and those memories that dont rest till they are put on paper