This one is for Avantika. Or Avan as all those who love her (including me) address her. Known her for 2 years and 3 days now. We can exclude these 3 extra days ‘coz anyway I quite disliked her in the beginning. The dislike lasted for a little more than 3 days, but you get the drift, I’m sure.
So we shall talk about the liking only. Or she’ll get her mom to beat me up. She uses that weapon as a threat often.
She is one person who loves to talk. And come to think of it, I don’t think I have known anyone other than her who loves doing it as much as she does. The talent being that she manages to make sense to quite an extent. Rest of the times I manage to appreciate her sense of humour.
But this also leads to massive phone bills that she pays for. I don’t even dare to imagine what those figures would be like. Not that I’ve not known what paying heavy phone bills is like (please note that there is a difference in making your father pay them and paying up yourself. I have done both. I blew up 90% of my saved salary in that!).
The one on the right
She has been around for me through a lottt of shit. I know two years do not seem to be that long a period for me to put that many Ts to that ‘lot’. But shit can happen on a daily basis too. It does not have to be a tsunami each time.
She has also confided in me a few times. Which tells me that we are VERY different people with very different priorities in life. But maybe it’s just our approach to life which makes us connect.
We have laughed together to madness on several occasions. Mostly over non-sensical jokes. We have also cried for each other at least once. I really cannot get to expressing what seeing her in pain does to me.
You should know – she likes that ‘tujh mein rab basta hai‘ song from Rab Ne Bana Di Jodi. I wish I could write about the conversation I had with her after I found out about this. Seriously. WHO likes that song?!
So yea, I am sure you can figure she is quite idealistic about a few things. She thinks I have changed a lot in the last one year as far as being no non-sense and practical about things is concerned. I sometimes wish I could be party to the fancy she takes to a lot of stupid things around, but I can’t. So maybe she is right.
She is mostly right about the things she thinks about me. Or believes to be true about me. Or even when she expects my behaviour to be a certain way in a given situation. I’d like to credit that to her ability to gauge it right than to the idea of me being so predictable and easy to figure.
I have to write of her love for purple lest she’d write this post off as being incomplete. I have mentioned this earlier on my blog as well, but for the sake of completion – nobody loves purple more than she does!
Oh, I forgot to mention how I first met her. It was not at WW. And this is something I figured much later. She and I were in the same GD group during MICA’s selection process in March 2007. Funnily enough, when we figured this, we just did not remember seeing each other that day. We remembered all the other people from the group. And FYI, she was selected. I wasn’t. Her ambitions made her refuse to go there. It is a completely different story that today she is again invited by MICA to join PGPCM, and she is again not going to Shela. Ha!
She will soon be a UP wasi. I know I have never expressed any kind of happiness for her as far as this new thing in her life is concerned. Been rather matter-of-factly about it. But you know what, Avan? You WILL have a good time there. You WILL find people other than the losers you expect to see. And you WILL be happy at the end of your two years there. All this, not because I can predict it, but because I know you. You’re not that linear equation. You will never be one. And it’s only the linear equations which live life without really living it. So if at any point you think it’s not going the right way, think of not letting me down. It won’t be a pressure thing. It will plain work. Muah!! 🙂
Trivia 2: She shares her birthday with my brother.
Fuchsia 
MF… just in case others start to play…Back to the post, only one question: Can I meet her in one of those Saturday tea parties where new “friends” are introduced? 😛
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Its great.. Really is. One of the sweetest things I have ever seen any1 write for any1. And dead on too! Muuuaahhhh! Was so awesome!Lynn
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Subhadip,Ok, let's see if others come back.But what the hell?! I prohibit you from meeting her at any such parties. Hmph!Lynn,:) She totally deserves it.
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mein rab BASTA hai but tujh mein rab DIKHTA hai…and even I love that song! 🙂 so i'll say she has nice music sense :PShe's going to which college now?
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twice?? she refused twice???
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Apoorva,Hehe… good you love that song. I just find it too silly.:PShe's going to IMT Ghaziabad.Ranjan,Hahaa… yep. Twice it is. 🙂
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aw!!! mere liye aise koi nai likhta. m so jealous 😛
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I FINALLY get to read this. And really, it was worth ALL the wait.A couple of reactions, at the expense of turning my “comment” into a “blog” of it’s own-1) My mom is the only one in the world who loves me enough to come and be my defense 24/7!! Made her read it too. She said it’s completely thoughtful and awfully nice 🙂 Dad, on the other hand, is now more interested in what my phone bills are.2) All my (self-financed!!) gigantic STD bills have been redeemed by this blog today3) Thanks for the “she laughs like a pup” bit. Never read anything so flattering.4) Can’t deny anything anymore if you’ve got it all on video!5) Thank you Apoorva, for correcting her! RB – hehehehahahah. See! It’s a nice DEEP song!6) Bacch gayi beta purple likh ke7) Okay fine I left MICA twice. Guilty as charged. HOWEVER, in my defense, besides my conflicting ambitions, RB once told me that I don’t need to go to MICA to be a “MICA person”. I would be one, no matter where I go. And I believed her! So you’ve gotta share the blame for that woman!8) These “Saturday tea parties” sound mysterious. Why cant I come?9) Ab to tune bol diya na. Ab to I’m going to have a freakin blast for the next two years. Promise you I wont let you down :)10) You did NOT need to label the picture “the one on the right”. As much I’m a bitch, I CAN be physically differentiated! Though can’t say I’m cuter than him.
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Don’t worry my only reactions aren’t those of sarcasm and self defense :)I do not have words, but I’ll try.I honestly, did not ever think that I’m important enough to be written a dedication about. And you have proved me wrong. And you’ve touched and overwhelmed me beyond belief, with this surprise. I wish somebody had taken a video of me smiling from ear to ear like a freak, after reading this. I don’t remember the last thing that brought such a smile to my face. Might be years back.Thank you – For this blog. For getting to know me. For standing by me. For being somebody I can trust genuinely and blindly. For never telling me things just to make me happy and for trying to always make sure that I’m never unhappy. For being so unique and so real even when everything around us is chaotic and vague and messy. And just for being everything that you are. You know what I love about you? That I can see myself objectively and honestly through your eyes. I’m not sure if you know what I mean, but maybe you do. Thank you. So. Bloody. Much. I will remember this dedication always and always. And every time that I’m ever upset or unsure, I’ll come back and read this and I know I’ll be smiling like a freak again. You’re unbelievably special. You’re unbelievably beautiful. And you’re unbelievably precious. Not just for me, but even as a person. So don’t ever let anybody let you forget that. (Otherwise me and mom will come and beat up him/her).You know I love you.
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Swetha,Tum na… already bahut pampered ho. Bordering on being spoilt. Toh jealous na hi ho to behtar rahega tumhare liye. :PAvan,And your comment on this was also worth the wait. But when I saw the first comment, I actually thought that that was all you had to say. Tere ko ghar aa ke maarti agar 2nd comment nahi likhti. :PAnd I said that thing about being a MICA person? Mujhe to yaad bhi nahi. I'm good at pep talk, it seems. :PSaturday tea parties are exclusively for me. Bataya to tha bey! And now I have finally decided what I will be wearing. :PI SO needed to put that label with the picture. Confusions nahi hone chahiye readers ko.Dad ko kab bata rahi hai amount?? :DAbout the senti stuff: Thanks a lot for such elaborate appreciation. Biiiig hug! Muah!And thanks to aunty too. 🙂
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Aliya says we are bordering on lesbian love. As much as we love boys, it says a lot about the post 🙂
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I think Aliya's a tad bit worried about being replaced 🙂 Just kidding Alu 🙂 RB, I really have to thank you for writing something so wonderful for Avan. Atleast I wont have to listen to her “fake” tantrums now about how nobody ever does anything nice for her. You forgot to add that shes the “Drama Queen of the century”. But seriously, this is one of the nicer things that I've seen in a long time. Good shit myte!
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Avan,I see. When I write about men like this, people end up thinking that I have a massive crush on the person in question. So ab pata nahi meri preferences shayad mere readers ko confuse kar rahi ho.But chalega, I guess. :)Shagun,Hehee… I heard a lot of those too. Aaaand now you know the reason behind this post. :PBut yea man, drama queen to likhna hi bhool gayi. Good you added it here.Somebody please clarify though. Ye 'good shit myte' originally kiska hai?
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Abe. Dont you remember my phases of phrases in office? “Dude” and “Haina haaan” and “myte”?Shagun Jain, get original 😛
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Reitcha .. I probably dont fit into this thread, but really beautiful thing you ve written … And I know how much she means to you, have heard so much about her.. feel like I virtually know 'Avan' ! Im smiling ear to ear too after reading this .. =)
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Avan,Got it!Priyam,:) Muah!!
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