Statute of Limitations

Our lives are ruled or governed by certain limitations and restrictions..You need a passport to travel abroad, u have to be 18 to get married, etc... so most things have a statute of limitations... But does failure have a statute of limitations.... I mean is there like a particular limit.. that Ok you have failed so much in so much time.. you are considered unfit to live please die...
No one should be allowed infinite amount of failing....The system up there has to have a restriction code... Why cant life be like an ATM machine where after 3 wrong trials your card is blocked... why don't we get messages saying wrong password and u r forced to log out of the system.
So that concludes that life gives you infinite chances of improving yourself.. making failures into successes...
Thus next time we fail dont lose hope cos we all have another chance..... N hey when we r at the death bed.... a couple of grades wont matter...

the devil wears prada

I recently saw the movie "The Devil wears Prada".. Now the title is misleading..... cos no where in the movie they mention a Prada...
For the clueless. ... Prada is a Fashion House......
The two protagonists are ambitious women.. Now ambitious women... is a more polite word for b****... Thats what most people would say... I strongly disagree...now you are thinking why am I not surprised... Darcy disagrees with everything..
Ambitious women are path breaking women.. who have the courage to walk the unknown territory.. They have the will and the desire to achieve more than what is expected of them.. Those are qualities of champions and leaders.. Unfortunately in our bigoted and parochial take on things is that champions and leaders are fundamentally men... We as women didnt complain... when the world's greatest chefs, our designers, seamstresses.. are men.. We didnt bitch about how they took all our jobs.. We dont get jealous if a male colleague gets ahead of us...
Being ambitious is to follow your dreams and face your karma...
so cheers to all of us... who dare to follow our dreams...

My New Blog

Okk.. people who regularly read my blog.. which i dont know how many are here..

But this is my new blog.. I had to shift loyalties cos i wanted a better blog service provider..

My blog is quite messed up.. cos i have transferred all my posts in reverse order.. so if u r browsing through...its just a lot messed.. and hopefully i should.. make it a little better.....

so cheers..
keep blogging

Orkut

i did the most craziest thing today.. i deleted my orkut account.. yes i actually did that.. y on earth did i do something so ghastly.. lot of reasons..
i dont want complete strangers to know what is happening in my life..
i dont want ppl i kind of know to know what my closest friends know or feel abt me..
i do wish that conversations remain private
i do wish my cell phone no is private..
i dont want ppl i dont like know that i dont like them..
i do not want ppl i dont wanna be in touch wid know what is happening in my life..

well the argument is, its all in jest.. well its not.. we have become suckers for gossip that doesnt concern us.. i mean does it really matter if the geekiest guy back in high school is getting married.. does it concern ppl what relationship two people have between each other..
yeah u know me well u know me really well but u dont know all of me.. and i havent given u permission to know all of me.. so stop snooping around.

ps.. my account has been restored ( i cudnt live wid out it)

Me High Maintenance

well i have been proclaimed high maintenance by a very dear friend.. y cos i told him so.. i am a self proclaimed high maintenance person. the only sad part is i dont go around telling ppl that.. if u know me well enough u wud realise that.. and when u do realise that and happen to tell me that in a paraphrased manner i wont deny it.. im high maintenance im not in self denial..

so how did i realise that.. its all thanks to harry met sally (original of hum tum and a much better version). sally (meg ryan doesnt know her status) but harry (billy crystal) tells her so.. i was pondering what's my status and i realised im high maintenance too..

i have an extremely strong sense of what is rt for me and what is wrong.. not necessarily falling in line wid normal social conduct

i judge ppl the minute i see, talk, hear abt them.. i have an opinion on everything under the sun and moon.. and im very vocal abt it..

i like certain things in certain fashion at certain time. im picky choosy abt all i know.. i dont trust ppl at all.. hey but im not all that bad.. im sure any1 who will ever read this (not that many do.. ) will think of me as some bitch but im not.... i know im the most caring and genuine friend in da world.. ull always get an honest opinon from me.. i cant help thinking myself as miranda from the sex and the city.. only a shit lot less cynical..

well if i have such strong views abt myself u can imagine my views on everything else.. well thats high maintenance take it or deal wid it.. u cant ignore it..

Fresher's Party

well last friday i had my freshers party.. okk freshers to drexel.. i was shit scared to go.. well after i had made a complete idiot of myself.. i was expected to be.. not that hemang bhai and his friends helped much.. they so know how to juice an issue up.. and add a 1000% hyperbole to it..
well we reached there kind of in time.. i mean the crowd was sitting cos obvio the music sucked and no1 in their sane mind wud dance to that.. not till u r sober.. after u r drunk well u cud dance to funky town also..neways.. we were out to have a gud time nothing great.. not like oh my god i had the time of my life.. but ya we didnt want a dud..the music picked up n we got into the groove.. we (and by that i mean me, pat, tap, pranay,and gasper) were away from the rest of the crowd.. y?? wee we hang out together we dont bother by spending too much time in bonding wid others.. reasons.. we r diff.. surprisingly pranay dances really well and he and gasper were setting the pace.. tapan well he was doing his own weird dance.. pat was clicking snaps..one snap which i think is the cutest is where pranay lifts me up and im as tall as the guys.. it was so spontaneous.. i loved it.. we got dancing and were having one heck of a time.. i mean it was pure ecstasy.. we danced without a care in da world.. i mean it was balls to the world.. i love dancing and here i am.. i dont care if i dance like chandler or shakira.. it truly was party time.. we never thot we cud have so much fun in drexel....
the food was actually there.. i mean we all got our share of free pizza.. the liquor did flow..
then came wat i call the craziest thing i have done..
pranay and i partnered in the paper dance.. and we were out on a vengeance.. i mean I had to win.. no two ways abt it.. after the first 3 folds pranay piggy backed me.. i was like oh my godddddddddd
ya the exact janice way.. thank god pranay was a few beers down.. i know im small but hey i do weigh well over 90 pounds..and guess wat we won.. we won.. it was like the awesomest thing ever.. we rocked we were stars..
ya the next awesome thing that happened.. i met up wid two of my crazy school buddies.. i mean i hadnt seen them in 6 yrs..
and we were so happy to see each other..we kept laughing for ever and it felt we were back in school and they were creating drama..
so all and all the nite was over and we went back loads tired and high on life .. it was one heck of a nite.. and ya i did have the time of my life..

Friends

there are all kinds of ppl u know.. u can classify most of them as friends.. but there are few who are friends who are more closer than friends..u have to say a few words.. and they complete the sentence.. do all friends remain friends.. wat if one of them or both of them are attracted to each other.. when is it good enough to risk a friendship.. for a relationship.. i say never.. friends shud never hook up.. u mess the karma up so much.. its not funny.. if ne1 who does read it.. will wonder if im talking from personal experience.. if i liked a friend or a friend liked me.. or we both liked each other..the ans is no..
but i have a girl friend who made that mistake.. and seeing the two of them suffer.. i know.. i wud never get involoved wid a friend....
do i have a friend who is a guy but is closer than a couple of my girlfriends.. oh yeah i do.. i am so glad i have a couple of close guy friends... cos u always get a man's perspective on an issue.. u cud talk shit in front of them.. and not worry if they wud bitch abt u.. u go out in jeans and a tee... n not have to bother to wear gloss, or make sure u looking all good.. cos they dont care..
but do all ppl understand that a guy and a girl cud be friends.. the answer is mainly no.. they dont.. they cant accept that it is ok for friends to say i love u, miss u or dude ur the best thing to happen to me.. without any form of attraction ... i know when my friends say i love u they do.. but love as in i cud call at 3 am and not have to explain y i called..
i wish we grew up and not jumped the bandwagon the next time we see a guy and girl hugging..

Settling

I was watching sex and the city last nite.. and carrie talked abt settling down.. do we always just settle for something.. is it true.. did we settle for the school, college, vocation we are or were in.. is compromise a good thing..when is compromise a gud thing.. we always say change is gud.. are we just letting ourselves believe that u know what u cant do much abt it so lets just leave at that.. is that some sort of compromise too..
wat happens when we dont compromise.. wat is lost or gained.. do we feel good abt it..
A very dear friend is heartbroken recently and i was trying to calm her down.. i told her the guy was a prick and he didnt deserve her.. was that true.. was he all that bad.. or i was trying to make her believe to settle for what she had.. which in this case was nothing.. i was trying to replace the security, joy and happiness of a relationship by chocolates.. i dont know if she has been pacified or not.. and will she ever learn that all relationships have a lifetime and no matter how much u want it to last.. in the end u settle for the last one in the race..

The Hotel

I found this piece of fiction .. im not sure if me breaking copyright laws.. but who cares..

The Hotel

“I’m telling you it was her man!”

“Boy, you must have been dreaming. How can it be her? She is thousands of miles away.”

“No, dude, I’m pretty sure it was her. I even followed her a little just to make sure. She is here. I’m willing to bet on that.”

We were on our way to a party neither of us wanted to go to when he dropped this bombshell. The thought that she was right here, in this city, made my heart race without my realizing it. It had been what, five years I think. We had said our goodbyes under difficult circumstances. I had never expected to hear from or about her again. But the world is small and in this era of connectedness any person from the past can pop up anywhere.

...

“So are you going to meet her?”

That question had been hanging in the air between us ever since he had said that she was here.

“I don’t know. Too much baggage still to be cleared on that front. So where did you see her?”

“At that hotel you guys used to frequent, you know.”

Yes, I knew the place. It was our adda so to speak. We were there practically everyday, so much so that the people working there knew us by our first names. In fact, we could get a room at a moments notice, a convenience which we often availed of frequently.

The street lights flashed by outside. The traffic lights blinked like owls. Traffic was sparse in this part of the town. It was a beautiful night. The wind flowing in through the window was cool on the skin. It was like drinking a glass of fresh water from a matka on a hot summer day.

The silence between us had stretched into a comfortable vacuum. Any thought was possible.

“Do you think she will look you up, you know, for old times sake?”

When lines converge life looks different. Ideas of fate take on an entirely different meaning. Yeah, that was indeed a million dollar question.

“I doubt it. If I know her she won’t. She is much stronger than me in that way.”

“What will you do if she called?”

“I’ll say hello.”

“Very funny. Seriously man, what will you do if she called up and said she wanted to meet you?”

How could I answer such a question? I suck at answering hypothetical questions. I can never understand people who are so sure about what they will do if such and such situation came to pass. Life is too random for one to be so confident about one’s reaction in my opinion.

Before I could answer we reached the place. Another hour or two of painfully polite smiles. People whose faces I’d never want to remember or see again. I hope the place had a nice balcony. Balconies are my favorite places at boring parties. Get a nice drink, sit with your legs up on the railing, your eyes communing with the stars and boredom can be thrown down from the balcony.

We entered, said our obligatory hellos to the host and went our separate ways. We had a prearranged meeting point to come to after a certain amount of time if we couldn’t take the party anymore.

I gravitated towards the bar without a second thought. There were cocktails too. Not bad. I picked up a couple of Caipirinha’s and started my search for a balcony. I passed many people but seeing that I was carrying two drinks they just smiled and allowed me to pass by. This was another trick I had picked up. Carry two drinks in your hand, look as if you are searching for someone and people will automatically assume that you have company and thereby leave you alone. The party was on the second floor so there must be one for sure. Ah, there it was, to the side, the door hidden by a palm tree of some kind. I opened the door and stepped out to a decently sized balcony which had an incredible view. The house was the last on a hill so the land dropped away below me and the lights of the city were laid out like jewels. It was an ocean of golden light. It was as if the sky had been inverted and the stars had been brought down from heaven to earth.

“Great view huh.”

I nearly dropped my drinks. I had been so caught up in the view that I hadn’t realized someone else was there. But more than that it was the voice. I could never forget that voice even if I wanted to in a million years. It was a voice that brought to mind the sound of a brook falling over smoothened pebbles. It was a sound filled with the freshness of spring and the romance of winter. It was her.

“When lines converge life looks different.”

She smiled that special smile of hers. A single ray of sunshine peeking into a darkened room. A wave of happiness rising in my heart. She knew how special that sentence was to me. I had made it up one time when we were lying in bed in each others arms, after a particularly wild afternoon of endless sex.

I wasn’t surprised to see her on the balcony though. We both had actually first met on one such balcony. We were both lovers of that special kind of solitude that such places offered in ample quantities. She hadn’t changed at all. It was as if no time had passed between then and now.

“What are you doing here?”

Of all the questions I could think of not asking that should have been the first on the list. She smiled impishly.

“I’m talking to you.”

I couldn’t help but smile back. I had irritated her innumerable number of times with that stupid response.

“You haven’t changed a bit, you know.”

“Well, neither have you.”

“It is so good to see you again. I missed your smile.”

“I can’t say I missed your inane remarks but I do miss hearing your warm voice.”

A comfortable silence flowered then in the space between us as we slipped into whorls of memory. The time when she held me tight and whispered, “Do not ever leave me.” Another time, on a cool summer morning, when she looked into my eyes so intensely and said, “You are very important to me.” The time when she hugged me from behind, under the barren trees, and kissed me on my neck gently. I smiled as I thought of the time when she fell off the bed in the middle of the night but still went on sleeping. There was another time when she fell sick and cried like a little baby in my arms. And there was this time when I slipped a snowball in her panty from behind and laughed so hard when she started dancing like a marionette to get rid of the snow.

“Do you still think of what-ifs?”

“No, that time is long past and you know it.”

“I don’t know. As you just said when lines converge life looks different.”

“You know, I don’t really want to go on this road again right now. I hope you understand?”

I didn’t reply. What could I say or do? I couldn’t force her to do what I wanted. Time had burnt so many bridges between us that we had very little common ground left. In the distance the city burned like a jewel. The myriad little light sources coming together to form one vast garland for the gods.

I went back in time. We had gone on a little hiking trip over a weekend. As we were walking on a small path meandering through a breathtakingly beautiful meadow, she suddenly turned back and hugged me without a word. The love I felt in those arms, with her warm soft body pressed against mine, I still remember to this day. Her words brought me back instantly.

“Do you still go to the Hotel?”

“No, but I heard you are staying there.”

“Your invisible sources again?” “Yes.”

She laughed her clear tinkling laugh again. But when she looked back at me she was serious, her eyes intense and hands all bunched up.

“I know this is out of the blue and perhaps foolish but I’d love it if you can come back to the Hotel with me now.”

And with those words my breath flowed easier again. Had she also felt it? She must have otherwise she wouldn’t have said those words. She had never been the impulsive kind.

I took her hand and walked back out. We did not even say our goodbyes. My friend had seen us going out and would understand. Outside, without a word she moved closer into me and leaned her head on my shoulder. A habit as familiar as the slap of the newspaper landing on my doorstep every morning.

I started the car and turned on the lights. As the gears shifted she leaned in and whispered into my ear. I smiled as I heard the familiar words again. The words shimmered and the memory of their sound remained in the air for a few moments. The past had finally caught up with the future. I drove off into the radiant night.

“When lines converge life begins to look different.”

Cheating

I made the list yest.. the list well the list of ppl I cud cheat on my husband for.. like if I met that person after I was in a relationship….

Well the list is confidential.. but it brought the thought to my head.. that what qualifies as cheating..

Well sex does.. a kiss, or making out doesn’t.. y.. cos sex is full submission and going all the way is not acceptable.. at least to me..

Sharing emotional secrets and being emotionally dependent on the person other than ur partner does.. I mean part of being in a relationship is to connect emotionally.. and if u start doing it wid some1 else u might as well break up..

Cheating also is when u start lying abt an addiction u have got urself in2.. like if u start smoking, drinking excessively.. I mean that also is cheating..

So when ur partner confesses that he has cheated how do u react to that.. I mean there is no fixed formula to that.. no googleable answer to that.. do u forgive or u forget.. or u ask for revenge.. its pay back time….

What if u cheat while being in a relationship.. how wud u wish ur partner to react.. wud u ask for forgiveness.. wud u confess at all.. do u think u owe it to ur partner.. or its better to keep skeletons in the closet.. what if u want to get out of the relationship.. cos it doesn’t satisfy u on some level.. do u stick around.. or wud u just leave…..

If u leave cud u live wid urself widout feeling guilty..

Y am I getting all these thoughts.. I dunno.. I haven’t cheated.. cos for that u need to be in a relationship.. and im not in one.. I don’t have the time to invest in a relationship.. love can wait..

Article from the Triangle

Okk the following link is an article in The Triangle.. (Drexel Student Newspaper)

I cud have not agreed wid it more.. so here it is

http://www.thetriangle.org/media/storage/paper689/news/2006/11/17/Entertainment/Incoherent.Ramblings.Of.A.Triangle.Staffer-2467367.shtml

Cheers

Torn

Lyrics to Torn

A tribute to all broken hearted girls.. who looked for their prince charming and found ugly frogs.. (including me.. )

I thought I saw a man brought to life
He was warm
He came around
And he was dignified
He showed me what it was to cry

Well you couldn't be that man I adored
You don't seem to know
Or seem to care
What your heart is for
I don't know him anymore

There's nothin' where he used to lie
My conversation has run dry
That's what's going on
Nothings right
I'm torn

I'm all out of faith
This is how I feel
I'm cold and I am shamed
Lying naked on the floor
Illusion never changed
Into something real
I'm wide awake and I can see the perfect sky is torn
You're a little late
I'm already torn

So I guess the fortune tellers right
I should have seen just what was there and not some holy light
But you crawled beneath my veins
And now, I don't care
I have no luck
I don't miss it all that much
There's just so many things
That I can't touch
I'm torn

There's nothin' he used to lie
My inspiration has run dry
That's what's going on
Nothing's right
I'm torn
Chorus

50 things

The list of what I want to do before I die not in any order of preference

1. Play the drums
2. Shoot a basket
3. Travel to Venice
4. Sweden
5. Goa
6. Kerala
7. Graduate from Grad School
8. Take a class at Stanford
9. Take a class at MIT
10. Take a class at Harvard
11. Take a class at Yale
12. Watch a Live Lakers game
13. Spend a week in Southern France
14. Knit a sweater
15. Make Moong ki Dal ka Halwa
16. Ask a guy out
17. Dance to the song Zara Zara
18. Do Salsa
19. Spend a whole week reading PG Wodehouse on an armchair
20. Go to Kashmir
21. Go to Vishakhaptnam
22. Gamble in Las Vegas
23. Listen to U2 Live
24. Buy a new BMW convertible
25. Buy my mom diamonds
26. Buy a ring from Tiffany's
27. Live in Manhattan
28. Live in San Fransisco
29. Own a Strawberry Farm
30. Be in two places at the same time
31. Have a star named after me
32. Have poetry written for me
33. Go to a club and have a song dedicated to me
34. Take vows, wear a wedding gown, walk down the aisle and say I Do
35. Have a wild night in Las Vegas
36. Learn how to bake a cake
37. Have a huge 3 tier cake at my wedding
38. Dance on my wedding day
39. Pay for my own wedding
40. Run a marathon
41. Watch an F1 race live
    
42. Go for a blind date
43. Manage to get all the songs sung by Geeta Bali
44. Learn all the compositions of shrimad Rajchandra
45. Remain a Vegeterian
46. write in a magazine
47. go see Timbucktoo
48. Go to Jhumri Telaiya
49. Go for a Cruise to Alaska
50. Always follow Paryushan

Third Wheel

Third Wheel..

I am sure all of us.. at one time or another have been the third wheel. I mean you land up with two people who probably dont want you around. They could be subtle about it.. and not tell you.. directly... but eventually you do get it.

So what are we supposed to do in a situation like that.. confront them and tell them "ok im sick of being the third wheel".. Most of us have more pride than that..

The other thing you could do was get out of that situation... like bail.. but you know what its a domino effect.. if you are a 3rd wheel to one you are pretty much a 3rd wheel to every1 else too..

So the only people you are left to hang out wid are people you dont want to.. or u shudnt..

Well the smart guys who r reading this know what im talking about.. and y im talking about this.. for the unintiated..take a wild guess.. im pretty sure u will get it.. and im sure a lot of u guys who know me over the years know im that im not talking about one particular case

so as im stuck here in my misery of being the 3rd wheel.. and as my life tugs on.. u guys enjoy a happy thanksgiving..

Death

Death the biggest D day in our life. well thats a paradox itself.. Death and life in the same line.. but this is one of the biggest paradoxes known to all living creatures.

Death can be a long stretched out, tortous and painful process for cancer patients who know that its six months or eight months more.. I mean every day is a day gone and a fraction of time closer to death. Very few can live life zealously like they showed Rajesh Khanna in Anand.. I mean most of them towards lose the will to live. and rather choose death.

Death can also be in a flash.. out in a microsec kind of thing.. wat happened to the ppl crashed in2 the wtc. One of my fairly good friend just survived what i call a near death experience. Its freaky enough to know that he wud have been gone in no time. N we wudnt have had chance to say our final goodbyes..
But wat shocks me more is the loss of control we have over our life.. I mean we can act all super human we want.. but the guy up there has all the cards.. he choses to deal the way he likes. He is the key holder.. So as much as we wish to fly and soar high in the end we dont decide when we r going to die.

Life life like each day is ur last..
Kya pata kal ho na ho..

Hypocrisy towards Hindi Movies

I saw D2 yest.... (for the uninitated... Dhoom 2)... All my friends kept saying wat crap wat crap.. aisa kabhi hota hain kya.. yeh sab filmi cheez hindi movies main hi hota hain..

So here is to all Bollywood Haters and Hollywood Lovers

1. Our movies dont have weird characs that move around like giant octupuses.. (Dr O in Spidey 2)
2. An Elf is someone who is not more than 4 foot tall .. unlike Orlando Bloom (LOTR)
3. Speeding down a freeway and no cops catching you (Judgement Day)
4. People carrying masks of each other in pockets.. normal people have wallet, cards and kerchiefs.. Tom Cruise has masks of villans(Mission Impossible)
5. All random cars on the road dont require keys to open
6. Extra Terrestials come in Giant Saucers.. I mean y saucers.. y not a bowl or soup dish..
7. The houses in the mid west are all haunted...
8. People shown working in new york.. are always reporters for gossip columns..
9. We dont make movies about extinct creatures running amok..
10. Animals remain their normal size... Monkeys dont rock the Gateway of India
11. There are no characters that freeze the city..

Finally we dont make movies of an alternative universe.. where the prequels are made after the sequels.. where a brother finds a sister hot(Star Wars luke and leia)

Absence without Leave

People come into your life without notice or permission.. most of them leave little or no impact.. But some of them just strike a chord.... Just as people come without permission they leave without permission.. most of the time we r ok with dat.. but couple of times we r not..
People who leave wid unfinished business are the ones you miss the most.. It could be people who we like or dislike..
So the point being... in the end we r hurt, deeply mortified for people just walking out of our lives.. without saying goodbye..Hey not all relationships have to be life long friendships.. but all relationships do require a closure..
The worst are the ones that come and go.. like its a walk in da park.. the truth is its not.. its life... not a waiting lounge... where you kill time and move on to your next or final destination.
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So to avoid all the hurt.. you either put strict admission control into your life or simple no access at all.... Its better to be safe than sorry..

Dialogues

Movie Dialogues I love......

English Movies

1. Pull up the mattresses
2. You say tomato I say tomato
3. Life was like a box of chocolates; you never know what you're gonna get
4. You talking to me..
5. Its pay back time
6. "You want answers?"
   - "I want the truth!"
   - "You can't handle the truth!
7. Ill make him an offer he cant refuse
8. May the force be with you
9. Show me the money
10. "Mrs. Robinson, you're trying to seduce me. Aren't you?
11. Houston we have a problem
12. It's a far, far better thing I do than I have ever done. It's a far, far better rest I go to than I have ever known
13. There are two kinds of women: high maintenance and low maintenance...."
    - "Which one am I?"
    - "You're the worst kind. You're high maintenance, but you think you're low maintenance.
14. Play it again Sam
15. The rain in Spain stays mainly in the plain.

Hindi Movies

1. Pyaar faisle se nahin kiya jaata bas ho jaata hain
2. aaj Pooja kal koi dooja
3. Duniya gol hain har paap ka double role hain
4. Chance pe dance
5. Holi kab hain, kab hain holi
6. Do dost ek pyaali mein chai peete hain..
7. bahut yaarana lagta hain
   
8. yeh kya kar raha hain dusri aankh bi jaati
9. beech mein amavas aa jaati hain
10. yeh aakash ka jaadu hain kabhi fail nahin hua
11. itna sanaata kyun hain bhai
    
12. kuch nahin
13. hamaari kahaani hogi zaroor
14. khusiyan tareekh nahin taqdeer laati hain
15. bahut na insaafi hain

Love Story

It was a gloomy fall day in New York City. The cold air had finally swept into the region. Among the hustle bustle which is a characteristic of New York City stood a couple unpertubed by their surroundings. They were in a universe of their own. I had been observing them at a distance, sitting on one of those old wrought iron benches in Central Park.The girl was not a plain Jane but she wasnt a Jennifer Aniston. The boy was unusally tall for a person from South East Asia. They were engaged in a deep conversation. The striking thing about them was that they both were crying.

I couldnt but help to go over and ask what was wrong cos from wat I was seeing there were no two people who were more meant to be together.

The boy said that she was going back to Greece that day and he was leaving for Seoul the next day. They used to be in love and had a passionate relationship. They both worked in the same office . He was a quiet, concentious worker. He had fallen in love the second he laid her eyes on her. She was a cheerful friendly girl. Lee wooed her with all his heart and Helen after two months had agreed to go out on a date with him. The following five months are the ones which neither of them could forget.Those were the most cherished memories of their lives. But Helen had transformed Lee into a charmer, and someone totally out there. The quiet Korean had been replaced by a charming smooth talking American. Helen had invited trouble for herself or so she thought. Julia their co worker started to give Lee a lot of attention and Lee got enchanted by Julia's stunning looks and wild personality. He left dear Helen for gorgeous Julia.

Helen couldnt do much about it. She suffered patiently and saw in front of her own eyes, her soul mate slipping away from her. For the next twp years Helen and Lee didnt talk. Lee had moved on from Julia to many different women. That particular fall Lee's Visas was expiring and Helen had to go to Greece for a family wedding. Helen knew that it was her only chance of telling Lee that she still loved him. She had gathered the courage to ask him to meet her at their favorite place in New York City, Central Park.

So today she confessed her love to him and Lee had just realised that all this while he had his soul mate in front of him and he was chasing behind the wrong ones.

My eyes brimmed with tears when I heard their love story. I had to leave because I had to catch a train back to Philly.

I dont know what happened to them, but it made me wonder who among them was wrong. Helen for creating her Frankenstien or Lee for being ungrateful to his lover.