A Year later

I last wrote on this log almost a year ago. Lot has changed. I am older, an earthquake killed many Kashmari's, an octopus attacked a robotic sub, and was caught on video and apple switched to intel; but some things remain the same just like my semi-obsession with the women I plan to write about.

Her

I really got to know her on a trip to a small town called Pillani. But that is a story that will be told on another day. I feel that my first priority should be to give "her" a name. Its not that nice to write a story about "her". Makes it kind of shady ;-). I don't think I should use her real name (after all she is married). So what sould I name her? Before I got to know "her" in Pillani, looking at her used to make me feel really good. It was almost like drinking the elixer of life - you know that liquid that heals all your wounds and allows you to live forever. In hindi (my native language) we call the elixor of life "Amirt".

Anyway I don't think I know her real name so let me just call her "Sherry".

Raincoat and Shabbd

Two interesting movies have been released in 2005. Raincoat staring Ajay Devgan and Ashwariya Rai, and Shabbd whose cast includes Sanjay Dutt along with Ashwariya and someone called Zayed Khan.

Its almost 4 years since I first saw her. Since that time a number of events have changed my life. But after hearing the plots of the above mentioned movies form friends, I find solace in the fact that I am not all that crazy, atleast I am not the only crazy one. Sanjay Dutt'd character in Shabbd is also writing a story. A story that describes real events in his life, a story he is trying to control. Coincidently I think I may be trying to do the same in this blog.

Introduction

This blog is dedicated to a a girl. I guess it would be more appropriate to call her a married women instead of a girl, but for me she will always remain the girl who walked past me one day and changed my thinking forever. Why did I look at her on that fateful day I do not know for sure, but look at her I did. Was it her beauty, her attitude or her brown contact lenses? What was that something special that drew me towards her. God why did I have to look at her?

I have started this blog because after all these years I cannot still free myself from her. I just cannot tell her to get out of my life. But was she ever in my life? I need answers and I hope that by writing down all the memories that I have of her I will be able to find these answers. This is not a story od love, sex or even friendship. But a story exists I plan to write it down here.