The art of comforting ourselves is something we start practicing from childhood. It can start from ice-creams, chocolates, maggi, and as we grow up into that incomprehensible term "adults", it can turn into taking walks, photographs...sometimes the illusive "calming" power of cigarettes or alcohol. the last two are rather sad ways and do not provide comfort as much as escapism, and the two are pretty different things, actually. But for some of us, the instant magic that hugging a teddy bear brought us as children remains just that magical and fool-proof. It is not something that many people do or know or even admit to. But for those of us who do know....how would we describe the feeling? I have spent two years learning about word-play and sophistry and yet, no amount of it can describe feelings such as this other than "all warm and fuzzy...like being engulfed by a soft blanket when its snowing outside." Its just that simple, yet that precious. And those of us who are really lucky, meet someone who has this same charm and is going to be there for life.
This post is for Crazy Ab (lets just make it CA for future reference), someone who never fails to make me feel like this ":)" inside.
I hate meeting and talking to new people. I get so awkward and all "um..um and more umm", its ridiculous. yet, the first time I talked to you, all I did was laugh. No, no, not at you...well, may be a little. But anyhow, I did not think it was possible to like you better than I did already. And then, I met you.
One of the luckiest things to happen to me was meeting you when I did...just when I moved to the city. All the misery I anticipated was virtually cut down to half thanks to you. I still remember what you said to be as I was driving away from Shillong...how lucky I am to have spent 19 years of my life amidst things that remain unknown to so many. And ever since I came here, I have realised just how right you were. For all those endless hours that I bombarded you with my home-sickness and exactly why I just have to go back someday, you always seemed to understand. Maybe you do not really. Maybe you are just being nice and humoring a cribbing soul. But the way you do it makes all the difference.
A lot of people are ever ready to provide advice. Stupid advice, irritating advice, belittling advice and so on. But I actually like listening to what you have to say. Because you do not patronize. You do not make the other person feel stupid for getting into stupid situations in the first place, even if they are. You do not ask for the reasons behind everything. You actually remember that careless mistakes or short-sightedness are things that all of us commit at some point in time. This little something is always conveniently forgotten by many.
You make momentary childishness seem "okay,"even needed, actually. With you, its okay to cry now and then, be hurt over trivial matters and think about things near impossible to achieve. And how, oh how do you always manage to make people laugh? No matter what the situation, with you smiles are always guaranteed.
Of all people, you will understand that sometimes words are not the best way out. And me? I am pretty bad with them. Sometimes the subject is just too weird, too infuriating and sometimes, just too nice. I am sorry I could not manage something better than this, because you deserve much better and that you will get from my dear sister.
But just know that you are one of the best people I have met, or will meet. I love the way you write because it is just like you...honest, simple and without airs. Yes, and I think you are smart. Very smart actually. Because unlike so many, you do not disregard emotions. And please do not ever start doing that.
CAb, I am so glad my sister found someone like you, so glad that you are here to stay. In a world so full of egoists and mean people, you give me hope of actual nice people out there somewhere. You are one of my most favourite people in the world. You are the best teddy bear I could have asked for. Thank you for all the times you have made me feel so warm and fuzzy. I hope you are not tired, because I will always need more of that.
Happy Birthday! :). For you, I wish I could write better! Heh!heh!
P.S.: Yes, you are right. You do have the best Hug-Index.
