I have a friend, simple yet complex; soft yet bold; she is short yet large hearted.
Her eyes are small but she has long sightedness; her senses too bright.
She makes me laugh at her stupidity; and brings tears at her innocence.
She is humble herself and makes me go mad about her.
She has a big ego and makes me cry for her.
She has that smoothness that embraces me all the times.
When I’m down she is my company,
When she is not around I feel I’m down.
She is moody but charming, She is rude but caring.
She is knowledgeable, she makes me run for it.
She makes me read, makes me work, makes me be happy.
Teaches me to be me as she is herself always.
How can I be like her.
Applying make-up on the face, buying fashionable clothes are not for her,
She believes in soul-engineering than body-beautification.
She makes me happy even in my dreams, makes me feel proud even in my imagination,
She makes me angry by being straightforward, She makes me feel stupid at my ideas.
She believes in God and equality, She believes in rationalism and modern thinking.
There are times when her arrogance has killed my patience,
There are times when her belief has made me strong,
There are times when she made me forget my weakness,
There are times when I felt stronger than myself, with her company.
She is an angel, she has been sent from heavens to strengthen me, to strengthen myself, strengthen my belief in life, to strengthen belief in love, to strengthen my belief in myself.
She sings a song, that becomes the song of my life!
I was a black and white movie, she came and painted on it; She made me realize the colors of the world.
I was innocent of my emotions, she came and these emotions got feathers,
My life was a snail and she gave it an acceleration that became a Jet plain.
I was alone, she gave me company,
I didn’t know if I was happy, she made me realize the happiness in the world,
I had a thought that I’m the center of the world, none else, She came, she conquered my mind, and now she is my world.
I was just a body, she filled life into it.
I was just a machine, she has powered it with efficiency.
I was inferior, she made me confident of myself.
I was sound less, she has filled me with music.
She teaches me tolerance, she teaches me diligence;
She teaches me loyalty, she teaches me faith.
She teaches me religion, she teaches me induration;
She teaches me living, she teaches me life.
She is my cognition, she is my idea;
She is my perception, she is my vision;
She is my nature, she is my trait;
She is my just, she is my fire;
She is the apprehension, she is my word.
She is my act, she is my sense.
She is my manner, she is my music.
I’m an instrument, She is the player.
I’m a body, She is the Breath.
I’m an eye, She is the vision.
I’m just me, She is my sense
This SHE is not just my SHE, but I think SHE is in every boy’s dreams, in everyone’s imagination. SHE can do sooo many things. SHE can fill a man with life. SHE can make or break HIS life.
Mahakavi Kalidasa writes in Raghuvamsha…
"vAgarthAviva sampRktau vAgartha pratipattayE
jagata: pitarau vandE pArvatI paramESvarau "
It means Vaak(speech) and Artha(meaning), if they are different, then Vaak is Shiva and Artha is Parvati. It means if Shiva is body, then his Shakti (strength) is Parvati. Without ARTHA, VAAK is of no use.
Such is the importance of SHE in a HE’s life. SHE can make HIS life worth living/miserable. So this post…without SHE he is nothing.
A famous British proverb justifies my point here :
Behind every successful man there is a woman.