Mishti

“ Kabhi kabhi aditi zindagi mei koi apna lagta hai
Kabhi kabhi aditi woh bichar jaye to ek sapna lagta hai....”

It is soon going to be 1 year since we first met and almost 6 months when we last met. I sometimes wonder what it is that makes some people so unforgettable. I came to know Mishti accidentally. If I did not join my previous organization on September 2007 then I would have been promoted at Tata. So that would have delayed the joining by two months which meant I would have been able to spend Durga puja and Diwali at my hometown. So what did I lose? Obviously the promotion. What did I gain? Mishti and I shared room for roughly three weeks which I think is not a big deal. What became a big deal was how deeply and passionately we became attached to each other and then detached and ultimately oblivion. I make friends easily and none of them are really that intimate or special. I do not believe in either friendship or love. I know that relations are born out of needs and requirements. When the latter vanish the relation crumbles. So what was there in Mishti that I still talk to her in my dreams, cry when I look at her pics and find myself placing my hand upon her face on the video. At times I think I love her more than anything in this world.

Mishti brought out the best in me in everyway. Personally, professionally…she transformed me into a unique individual. An individual who was precious to her organization, to her friends, and to her family. I was drawing, reading, acting, traveling enjoying life to the hilt. It was as if I had found the true meaning of my life ultimately. My life as though was in smithereens and I had put the pieces together. She also analyzed my character like no one had done it before. I came to know what I was good at and what I was incapable. Caring too much about my friends which ultimately bring pain. Sarcastic sense of humour, too much careless about risks. The list is endless. We went to see ‘Jab We Met Together’ Perhaps we both new that our good times were going to end soon. ‘Naa yeh hai paana naa khona hi hai’ this has become our song. My cute sweet bedfellow who smelt of ghee and therefore Mishti and who thought I was ‘kamchalau sweet’. I have all her videos and pics of her management and engineering days and some baby pics. Her photos were always good. She gave me the best surprise birthday party even when she did not know me that well. I know she did not approve of the increasing number of men in my life as she was one man woman and perhaps she thought I was just the opposite.

There were certain things so sweet about Mishti. She used to sleep with her mouth open. She had the prettiest pair of feet I have ever seen. She used to bathe sitting on a stool because that is how you do it at haryana. Her order at a restaurant will be…butter nan, paneer butter masala, dal makhani. Now tell me how much butter can you digest? She was crazy about tea and that also with lots of milk. She loved matching bedsheets with pillow covers. Once we wandered so much just to get the right shade of pink for a bed sheet. Pink was her favourite colour. Our landlord called us twins because we were inseparable. We genuinely loved each other and when I told her: I love you, I meant it from the bottom of my heart. The girl who hated to see a frown on my face, how could she make me cry so much? It was masochistic on her part. She deliberately hurt me. For the first time in my life I discovered that I could control my temper. I never lost my temper with her even though she was so provocative.

Now I will share some spicy details about our collaboration:

My discoveries about Mishti:

Mishti is a compulsive liar.
Reason: the lonavla trip and the photos I discover in her laptop.

Mishti has porn in her laptop.
Reason: Her younger brother is the culprit.

Mishti likes early morning cuddles.
She needs lots and lots of it when she wakes up.

Mishti is a classy seducer.
Watch her dance expressions.

Mishti is thoroughly confused about her feelings for me.
Censored.

Mishti is one of the strongest women I have ever met.

Mishti shares my unique gift which only few are blessed with.

Great memories:

All the mornings I woke up beside Mishti.

Jab We Met.

Diwali.

On the roof of Guna on Diwali night.

Eating outside especially Rangoli

Pondi Trip.

All our phone conversations.

Cooking together.

Shopping and sobbing.

Euphoria 'Tum' Night

My Birthday

New Year

Spicy moments:

Our touching touch game played all through the night. It is like I have to touch Mishti without waking her up.

Our horrible fights and the make up after that.

Me applying boroline on her.

Mishti applying pain balm on me.

We applying hair oil on each other.

Pehli pehli bar baliye.

Mai jahan Rahoun mai kahin bhi rahun

Aap jinke kareeb hote hai.

Memorable quotes:

Mishti: Aur kuch chahiye ya abhi ke liye kaphi hai? [ During giving me her phone nom on her first meeting]

Mishti:Tum please kuch kar sakte ho isko kam karne ke liye[ Its loadshedding and she has hurt her finger]

Mishti: Tum kya mere boyfriend ho?

Mishti: I have no answers for any of your questions.

Mishti: Tum apne doston ke liye jaan tak de sakte ho.

Me and Mishti: Mujhe tum par bahut pyar aa raha hai.

Mishti: Lo maine bhi tumhara haath pakar liya.

Mishti: Arre tumhara haath to kurlo pillow ki gaddi jaisi hai.

Mishti: Jab bhi tum mujhe chute ho mujhe bahut sakun mehsoos hoti hai.

Mishti: Koi nahi aata hai poochne sirf tum hi aate ho.

Mishti: Mujhe tumhaare liye bahut chotepan ka ehsaas hota hai.

Me: Agar tumne time pe medicine nahi liya mai mar jaoungi pucca.

Mishti: Har raat sone se pehle hum dono paanch minute ke liye kuch karne waale hai.. Mummy ne kahan tum mujh pe karoge.

Mishti: Aa jao khana khane

Mishti: Tum AC meii baetke man lagake parna.

Mishti: Shayad pointer tha.

Mishti: Kya kya nahi soche the.

And the Jaane Tu song…that I thought was perfect for Mishti and me long before the movie was released. “tere mujhse pehle nata koi…yu dil aise lubhata koi..jaane tu ya jaane naa..maane tu ya maane naa…”