NiiRaa- A collection of very short stories.

When it's time...

We all know that feeling when we know that something is meant to happen at one point of time, where it just feels right. We can not deny the fact that it was completely unexpected but we keep wishing for more cause we liked how it began.

I'd like to give you an insight on what I meant about the above by sharing a short memory of my life.

This strange feeling could happen in just a casual conversation with a stranger for the first time you meet and few minutes later, you feel like you've known them your whole life! People give different names to such connections.

Sometimes you call them friends, best friend, sometimes a soulmate, that instant connection keeps you hooked on to them and just like that you spend minutes to hours together without realizing how long it's been.

You enjoy each other's company, speak your heart out, there's no filter on and nothing else matters. That feeling is so pure, simple and genuine, you get completely absorbed when you are with that one person.

It's like you two create a world of your own and everything else zooms out but there's nothing like a romantic relationship here, it's just a random connection between two people which somehow has fallen into place out of nowhere.

I've been lucky enough to have found one such person in the middle of nowhere. When I first met Rahul, he seemed like a good person but little did I know that I was going to find a friend in him.

We met at a musical instruments store and got talking about music and musical instruments.

On discovering that we both had similar tastes in music and also wanted to learn and play the guitar, we planned on learning it for real soon.

We spoke about a million different things and were enjoying each other's company. He spoke like a genuine person with an air of absolute confidence which amazed me as I had not met anyone like him in a while.

Honestly I felt a little intimidated around him but I never let him know that in the beginning. Yes, I'm a little weird.

We almost instantly connected and spoke for hours together, never noticing the things around nor time.

He made me laugh so hard with his crazy jokes and peculiar futuristic inventions which I thought might find the light of the day and make him famous some day.

He was always funny and witty. I would forget all my worries and hardships around him.

He helped me learn to live in the moment, live in the "now" that we always forget in our lives.

Moreover he made me realize that "the only person you can love completely is "yourself "and no one else, as you are alone in this world and all you will ever have is yourself throughout this journey of life."

So "love yourself, not other people or things, just love yourself and everything else will fall into place."

Sometimes I wondered if he was sane as he spoke about things which felt like they were from another era or something.

He was weird but funny, lost in his own crazy world but attentive and alert in the present. Sometimes forgetful when it came to certain things.

We both found it funny that whenever he wanted to speak about something in particular, he would forget few words or phrases and could not recollect them for a long time. It's not like I was the one with the best memory but I was slightly better than him at remembering things.

We had become good friends within a short while and soon were exploring places whenever we found a chance after work.

Since we both liked home cooked food and I liked cooking, some days I would cook for us and pack a picnic basket then we would go to a nearby park to enjoy our meal.

I was good at cooking but I wasn't sure if he would like what I cooked as we hailed from completely different cultures. My fears were put to rest when he said I was a good chef and food was delicious always, though sometimes I disagreed with him depending on the taste.

It was fun to be around with him every time, it felt like it was never too much no matter how many hours we spent together.

He calls me "Nii" (short for Nida) and I call him "Raa" (short for Rahul) we do give each other cute nicknames every now and then but nothing competes with Nii and Raa.

Spending time together we learned a lot about each other and from each other about different aspects of life. We both have completely different lives yet we felt connected in a strange way.

Words fail me to express how much I appreciate his genuineness and care that he had shown towards me in a foreign country. I could go on and on but it would never be enough as words don't have the power to explain what I feel.

It is he who encouraged me to start a blog knowing that I was a feature writer earlier for a long time but had stopped writing after I had a writers block. He inspired me to take up writing again and I will be eternally grateful to him.

We now live in different countries but are still connected. We made wonderful memories together and thoroughly enjoyed our friendship. He will always be a huge part of my life, my writing and my inspiration.

There are very few people who are close to me and he is one among them. I wish we had more time together in the same country but things don't always work out the way we want them to but life goes on.

Physically we might be afar, but mentally in a twisted way, we are connected with each other and will always be there for each other.

Hopefully we will meet again soon and relive those moments when we ate together and laughed together..