I always thought of making it grand and now I confess this publicly.
We were to meet 44th time. But, it was no different than the first time. I saw her, still with the same eagerness (or more) to meet, which ended with more happiness after seeing her. She has changed a lot in all this time, but, I still feel the same about her.
It all started with a message. In the winters, on the cold day of December 16, I received a message flashing, she will come to meet me soon. I kept waiting.
December 31, another message popped up and I felt a sudden chill down my spine. It was her. She was waiting for me. I quickly ran out of office to meet her and saw her the very first time. We spent a good time together and she parted away with a promise of meeting soon.
Meeting her was the best New Year gift, I could possibly receive.
In the era of Smartphones, where thousands of apps are trying to connect the World, she still uses old fashioned SMS to communicate. No Whatsapp Message, no FB Post, no Insta Story can ever match that charisma of her message.
Our meetings continued. I got transferred, but, she kept her promise and kept coming to meet me. Unlike others, she never let me wait, always on time, she probably knows, how worried I get, if she is even 10 minutes late. She has gained some weight during this time, but, this is, what I like about her.
Though she has many friends and a lot many out there, waiting to see her just once, I have always believed, there is something between us. Everything I do, I do it for her. I think of her constantly. I think of her while working, while shopping, while partying, even when I am with friends. I have become addicted to her with time and it feels like, I can't live without her.
Now that, most of the people who know me, know about her. My family liked her, the very first time, I introduced her to them. In this time of recession, sometimes, I fear, if she would leave me.
Though, I get to see her, only once a month, but, I always try to keep a part of her with me. Every meeting gives me enough strength to spend rest of the days with happiness and in anticipation of our next meeting.
What else can be True Love.
-Dear Salary,
Desperate to see you again.
P.S.: December 16, is the date of opening Salary Account.
We were to meet 44th time. But, it was no different than the first time. I saw her, still with the same eagerness (or more) to meet, which ended with more happiness after seeing her. She has changed a lot in all this time, but, I still feel the same about her.
It all started with a message. In the winters, on the cold day of December 16, I received a message flashing, she will come to meet me soon. I kept waiting.
December 31, another message popped up and I felt a sudden chill down my spine. It was her. She was waiting for me. I quickly ran out of office to meet her and saw her the very first time. We spent a good time together and she parted away with a promise of meeting soon.
Meeting her was the best New Year gift, I could possibly receive.
In the era of Smartphones, where thousands of apps are trying to connect the World, she still uses old fashioned SMS to communicate. No Whatsapp Message, no FB Post, no Insta Story can ever match that charisma of her message.
Our meetings continued. I got transferred, but, she kept her promise and kept coming to meet me. Unlike others, she never let me wait, always on time, she probably knows, how worried I get, if she is even 10 minutes late. She has gained some weight during this time, but, this is, what I like about her.
Though she has many friends and a lot many out there, waiting to see her just once, I have always believed, there is something between us. Everything I do, I do it for her. I think of her constantly. I think of her while working, while shopping, while partying, even when I am with friends. I have become addicted to her with time and it feels like, I can't live without her.
Now that, most of the people who know me, know about her. My family liked her, the very first time, I introduced her to them. In this time of recession, sometimes, I fear, if she would leave me.
Though, I get to see her, only once a month, but, I always try to keep a part of her with me. Every meeting gives me enough strength to spend rest of the days with happiness and in anticipation of our next meeting.
What else can be True Love.
-Dear Salary,
Desperate to see you again.
P.S.: December 16, is the date of opening Salary Account.
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