You don't want some moments to end... You just want to bring time to an absolute standstill and live an entire life time in 'that' moment or have 'that' moment for an entire life time. One of those moments when things happen out of the blue on a regular day and leave you spell bound... Totally!

That's precisely how I felt when I spoke to her for the first time… I just knew her name and that I would be working with her some time later when I got back to India from U.S and now, I knew how she sounded

Her sound... Ah! It could melt even the biggest MCP's heart so what can a poor fainthearted fellow like me can do? I fell flat, with my heart in my hands. That voice was so soothing, and that says it all. From the first day it captivated me just as much as its owner did.

She is not extra ordinarily beautiful or tremendously cute or anything. But she was there, unmistakable in her presence just as a dew drop. You find it difficult to describe the feeling when you take a drop in your hand. Just there, to be cared. Like the clouds, but with feet firmly on terra firma though still floating in the wind, as meant to.

When I came back to India, I started working with her. She was not ordinary at all. It took time for my beating heart to understand, how valuable she was. How inexplicable her presence was to me. Every day I used to walk her to the gates since she left a little earlier than I did. Those were the days about which I will always say, "I walked with wind in my hand". After four months of working with me, she had to leave the job and the last day too, I walked her down. Each moment I cherished as a million years of my life. I somehow knew this time will never be back. They are just there, just there for me to 'live' them.

After that I did not see her for a long time. We were in constant touch over the phone. We used to talk about anything under the sun.

On Friday, she invited me to her place for Holi. I was there. And there she was, looking just as yesterday, as we parted, if not prettier. She and I played Holi with her family and they fed me like I had never eaten. I left there in the evening with a rather aching tummy and an aching heart. While leaving I knew something. This is Déjà vu. These moments too are never to come back like my last walk. I may not see her at all. One of those rare moments where you appreciate the value of time. You wish with all your heart to stop it. To freeze it. For just one second, just that moment.

I will be going back to Bangalore in a couple of months. She will be here in Pune itself. This might be the very last time I am seeing her.

Rather last time for my eyes…

My heart will always have her deep inside … like a calming presence... like the sound of mist…

This Holi has left its mark on my cloths as well as on my heart.

To my Motu, with loads of love…

Frozen Sun