She was wearing a white cotton dress and her dupatta was fluttering in air. It was our special spot away from the eyes of kinfolks and police. My head was peacefully resting in her lap and her fingers were playing with my locks. I wished…time comes to stand still. She started humming a song and the tune was so melodious that I fell asleep. After a while I heard a hoarse sound and felt some movement on my legs. I opened my eyes just to hear my roommate snoring and my blanket slipping. Miss. Right visits my dreams atleast twice in a fortnight; she is a simple girl with average looks. I would have loved to describe her more, but it will be too boring for you.
When I came to Pune, loneliness engulfed me and so the search of Miss. Right began. I eventually ended in proposing a girl which I ‘thought’ was my Miss. Right, though the result was negative. I succeeded in learning some important aspects of life from the above failure. After few years, I started liking another girl; this time I stopped the moment I knew I wasn’t her Mr. Right.
Then started the quest for Mr. Right as both gave me the same reason; I am not the Mr. Right for them. I also started thinking more about my Miss. Right, started questioning; what exactly do I need? Because the girls I liked were opposite to what I was and am looking for…
After doing the ground research and asking people, both successful and unsuccessful; I found out…
There is nothing called as Mr. Right and Miss. Right… We tend to fall for the person who we think ‘could be’ or ‘can be’ the Right person for us. But in due course of time we find out few things about the person that irritate us to the extent of our guts. The Right person has attributes that we love and we expect that they remain same forever and he/she also has some defects that we expect to change in due course of time.
Little do we know; that for every good aspect, there is something bad in us and vice versa. So when we change a part of ours then there are going to be changes in the other parts too. Hence some changes come without knocking and those are never expected & accepted.........
Hence the once known as Right suddenly becomes wrong. It is our mind and heart working in a complete mismanagement that first drenches us in the aura of Right and then makes us think again, were we right in choosing our Mr. /Miss. Right?
Our ‘mentellect’ makes us run helter-skelter in the search for the Right person and then the answers when we find out that the Right isn't the Right we were looking for! In the end we come to either of conclusions; there is no such thing as the ‘Right for me’ or we rushed into things when what all we should have done was wait....
I leave you to draw your own conclusions; I will live with mine…
PS: - Thought Seed - Miss. Rakhee Kotak…
