paint you red


Its 3 o' 5 (by my watch) and I am sitting right in front of my laptop with those permanent tabs open in my browser.
Orkut, facebook, my blog, horoscope.com and ganeshaspeaks.com…this is how life moves.
My sun sign is cancer and sometimes I feel that god has cons pirated to strangle me before I die of cancer. And this is the reason behind the two open horoscope tabs (hopes in times of need). I have been following both the sites since September and believe me, horoscope.com is better (they never let you down…whatever they write might prove to be wrong but at least they leave no stone unturned in rejuvenating hopes).
Today, after a million days, I am visible on gtalk (not exactly…I was visible yesterday also)…
And all I am doing is staring at the little red busy status dot of someone (it has been over four hours).
At regular intervals, I do refresh pages and also update my status message just to seek attention of those who are online and have left you alone (this is what you do when your roomie is home).
And this proves quite affective too!
As an upshot of this, I got to communicate with spykar (my buddy) who fed me with the scoop that his life has been painted red again and that too by the painter of his choice, his lady love.
(Committed friends don’t usually have time for singles)
Ya…they had a fight and were at the brink of breaking off. But, its only love that brought back the festivity in their relations and that too on HOLI.
He is timid and she is gregarious. When he first told me that he loves her, I never thought that anything would ever make the two ends meet because I realized that he would never be able to tell her what he felt for her and she would never budge unless he did it himself.
I still remember when on an autumn evening I called him uphill (a scenic place in Bhopal) where she was on an outing with her gorgeous friend.
I pushed him to talk to her (being a common friend) but he stuttered…
She enjoyed my company more than him (yet I am single and he is in a relationship)…
(If only, her friend had liked me…)
But then, he saved her from falling off the cliff (why the hell girls wear high heels even when uphill) and broke his leg (how the hell people get to be a hero when they have to woo a girl…never happens to me)…
It was only then that he summoned up the courage to propose to her (but even then, he spoke the same dialogs that I had written for him earlier) and she did agree (why girls in my case aren’t this lenient...)
That is why they say…pain is the biggest healer
(Do they say anything like that or I did happen to frame it on my own? Anyways, I just mean to say that loss of leg i.e. pain healed his wounded heart)…
I don’t understand why people do not listen to their heart unless they lose something…
What it would have been if only he had fallen of the cliff in his endeavor to save her…
Sometimes hesitations take us nowhere but loss (at times they at least keep us alive with hopes)…
I am a being a bit nostalgic today…after all I have not been to my home and friends for the last six months…
But anyways, before I sign out I would only say…
Happy Holi 
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P.S. – the first post script is silence…hope it speaks more than words…