Wind beneath my wings...

Each day now feels as if I am eloping to another world altogether, where all these people that I have been so attached to, will cease to exist all together. Not that I am going anywhere, but just that my environment will change so much that I will never know what to do and how to. The perfect balance between the family and friends, might just cease to exist further.

Guess like for every Libran, my friends too have held more than a special position in my life. From the years that have gone by, I have lost many, made new ones in "stranger" cities. The only time my daily routine gave me to speak with these guys, was either in the morning, before finally deciding to move out of bed to get ready, or late in the night, when almost the entire world is fast asleep. My wedding will make sure that these two time slots are permanently booked from now on. What will happen of my friends? Or rather of me, without my friends?

This blog is an ode to my Heroes, people who occupy more than a special place in my heart. Not that I don love the others, but I love these guys all the more because of what all they have given me, because of all that I have learnt from them individually and because of what they have made of me.

It must have been cold, There in my shadow
Cause you never have sunlight, On your face
You've been content to let me shine, You always walk a step behind
While I was the one, With all the glory
You were the one,With all the strain
A beautiful face, Without a name
A beautiful smile, To hide the pain

Did you ever know, That you're my hero
And everything, I'd like to be
I can fly higher, Than an eagle
When you are the, Wind beneath my wings

It might have appeared, To go unnoticed
But I've got it all, Here in my heart
I want you to know, I know the truth
I would be nothing, Without you.

Did you ever know, That you're my hero
And everything, I'd like to be
I can fly higher, Than an eagle
When you are the, Wind beneath my wings
Cause you are the, Wind beneath my wings

Mansi / Teena : This stupid female can herself just never cry, n even if I am or I want to, she will make sure that she makes me laugh. For us everything is always BIG !!! be it buying stupid chappals, or clothes, or chopping onions, or making sandwiches, or throwing parties, or singing songs, or just plain and simple gossiping. Everything is just GRAND !! We share a very personal "peepal ka ped", that is a witness to all the girl talk we have ever had, of all the crushes, all the heartbreaks, all the bitchy talk and all the gossip in the world. She is the second person (First being me) whose life was affected the most, after I left Chandigarh. I think there isn't any other topic left, on which we haven't fought. She is the Big Girl around, with all the responsibility and loads of driving to do. She is also the samajhdaar bachcha, and my punching bag (literally as well), during low times and high. Its because of teenad that Chandigarh is still a place that I wish I could go back to. And yes, if she gets married and remains in Chandigarh (that's what she dreams of), then probably will be the only factor that will keep pulling me back to Chandigarh.

Qaynat : Either I am insane or I am surrounded by insane people. This late august born is completely MAD… N I mean it when I say it. She is that one person who made me realize, how lucky I am to be able to express what ever I feel, whenever I feel. Without her my CV would have never been the way it is, n neither would have I. She is the one who has more faith in me than even I have. She takes more pride in my knowledge than I would even imagine anyone to. She is rather the one, who actually made me consider cutting my hair short. She is the reason I travel to Bangalore, and have the most amazing "lush-ious" experiences. She is the one who gifted me my first off shoulder. We started with traveling back together from school on our cycles, and moving on have become best of buddies. In our case, she is the cribber virgo, who is always lost in what to do and what not to do. But never the less, she has brains, and many a times, I also use her instead of mine (Just gives me more clarity you see). Getting married with just one days gap, was the weirdest thing that I could have thought of. Even though I might sound selfish, but somewhere I am so relaxed that she is not getting married on the 8th of Dec.
Annexure a : Ankit Mahajan: Her soon to be hubby, The more Qaynat hates being panju, the more he loves it. This is definitely the "Jaane tu ya jaane na" couple, been together but never knew of what they felt. The biggest Nautanki, biggest flirt, biggest @#@#@# and also the biggest @#@@#@ (I have used the decently dirty ones only). But an Adorable guy, who might just steal Qaynat away from me. All I can hope is that you guys are able to bardash karo each other.

Simran : The only reason why I now believe that maturity is NOT directly proportional to age. You might be much older to him, and still might not have the maturity enough to even near his. My true "firenemy….Dil se". I think I have never fought more with anyone else ever, N I guess I have also not loved anyone else more than him. The reason why I hate him the most is because he left me here and shifted to Canada. But somewhere deep inside I am happy for him, coz he is in the land where he can relate more and be himself. We have shared, fought, gossiped, cried (only me, coz he never does) and done loads of other nautanki together. Guess when Madonna sang the song "Love you more, miles apart", it was just for the two of us only.

Kubu / Khushijs : NO!!! we do not share the same childhood. I don really understand, how can anyone even grow up without knowing the poem "hawa hoon hawa main basanti hawa hoon". I mean it is like cult with children. Anyways, she was my first support system in Mumbai. I can text her in the middle of the night and expect her to reply then n there it self. One of the major reasons why I have survived Mumbai is because of her only. The only reason why I shop all the more extravagantly today, is because of her. The only reason that I know how to cross roads and have managed to accept this city is all because of her. I owe my existence in this wild city to her. It was only after I got to know her, did I realize that poking can be so much fun. I have never come across better cheeks shouting aloud to be pulled !!!

Puneet Mahajan : It is impossible to explain how I know him. I guess I haven't met him more than 3-4 times in my life. But "bhai", crept in so steadily and became such an integral part. Again, I love him so much that fighting with him is like awesome fun. We both have our share of egos to defend, of course. He has been my telephone support for almost a year now. N knowing him, has made me realize that I can get along equally well with bachchas and budhas (lol). I wish someone was as passionate for me.

My heroes. I don know how will life be in the future, if they are not with me anymore the way they are.