Hmmm... I still remember that day! Sweaty and sultry... and the scorching heat with warm wind blowing inside the room... and fans with a medieval frame, made it almost unbearable for me to stay in my senses. With a spaghetti and a shorts... hair half lied I lied upside down on my crumpled bed with my stationary and some wafers all scattered besides me... I wrapped half in a sheet rolled over my legs to prevent them from mosquito bite with a ton of odomos applied, a thick layer of sweaty dirt all around the skin making it dull and damp... with no proper cleaning/scrubbing, eyes circled dark, covered with thick glasses, eyelids blinking with every tick of the watch, with no one except the insects, medieval fan, warm breeze, stinking smell of rotten fruits and me lying on my unmade bed like a corpse in my room... I somehow managed to gather enough strength to open the magic wing~my mailbox... and What The Hell!... Just a few messages flashing the due dates of the bills and some non-sense advertisement commercials. Ah! the day was bad... very bad infact! I opened my FB account that day after a very long time with a hopeless heart... but it made me little happy with some messages from my school friends... When just about to click on 'Sign Out'.... suddenly popes in a chat message, saying,"Hey.. Wats up? Long time... I thought I'd never be able to see you again."
... and that's how the transformation started... from a mere acquaintance online to becoming coffee friends, over a couple of hours... and now being very nice friends... mere thought makes me feel so blessed. An angel who turned my life to a completely new angle... from a lifeless body like a fried fish to a lively chirping Nightingale. One whom I know is always there with me, no matter what... who doesn't need any material source to reach me, the inner me... one who's always a friend... and will always be. Its on this Christmas I wish God fulfill all his desires, his wishes in life and bless him with loads of love and happiness.
Where coffee is symbolized with the passion in our life, the meaning of experiences with it for everyone are different altogether. Its this Cup of Coffee which helped me discover the Unexplored Me, and find passions of my life... Had I not dared to risk that moment, I'd have missed on a very special person in my life... no matter wherever you are... your spark will always inspire me. Thanks alot my friend! You'll also be the one-and-only for me... regardless of everything... and this is what makes me say how 'Alot can happen over a Cup of Coffee' =)
Love and Light!
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