Generally i prefer not to name people on my blog. But Nupur is not people. She is Nupur.
We have a funny relation. She is my twin, looks alike but much better.
She has always been prettier than me. Always more innocent. But firmer, chirpier and she is the BEST person to argue with. You cant trick her twice.
We have evolved together. Like everyone else. We have had our times.
I still remember, when we were children, i used to do her hair and she would do my studies. I would help mum in the kitchen and she would clean the house. but she would consider me her world. i was an all-important person in her life. all the while. of all the people who know me, she knows me the most.
if at all anyone can predict or understand the logic behind what i do, it is she. she loves me.
But as Oscar Wilde once said, when you wear a mask for a long time, your face tends to grow and get used to it. With due passage of time, we grew up by age. She matured and i got back to childhood. Figuratively speaking, when i look at what has become of her, i cant but feel proud of her conduct. She is independant. FREE. Developed a passion for classy books and speaks as smoothly as a Coyote would run at NE 1.
The most important art that she possesses is her ability and willingness, more so, to charm people. She lives with roommates in a hostel. if it were me, they would have asked me to move out in a month or so. but she has been there for almost a year now and she has made awesome friends. She is so helpful and noble at heart that it makes me jealous.
She is flawed too. If she wasn't i would have died of the burden of being born with a demigod. But its not the flaws that trouble me. There are things which i expect her to dissimilar me. But she doesn't. She is tempestous too. She is stubborn just like me and when earlier it was easier to emotional blackmail her, she has adapted herself to those and now she is just as unmovable as fate.
And then co-inceidentally, i expect her to think like me in a certain areas. But those are the very areas where she begs to differ. and these are too numerous to exemplify.
Thus, there arises conflict between the two of us. Oh! We've had our times. We have fought like crazy animals and we have fought like diplomats. But exactly 4 and a half minute later we start to talk to each other like nothing happened. And that, precisely, is the beauty of us.
We were born together. So she has seen more of me than anything else.
We have shared our solitude together. We have been happy (at times even envious) at the other's fortune. We have bitched together and about each other. We have hit each other (not just when we were children. And here, I'd like to add- however disgraceful it may sound- we are unapolegetic about those times.) and we have moved on with that without mourning or condemning.
Even today, she treats me as her consellor and confidant.
Even today, even if we have not spoken to each other for a while, we can choose to depend on the other.
She shares all my secrets. Even the ones that i decide not to tell her but end up telling her half or quarter of an hour later. She shares all my thoughts.
It is she who makes me a better person all the while. If it were not for her, i would have never been what i am.
Oh MY god, if she sees this post, she will cry tears of disbelief.
however sentimental she may be, underneath the thick solid crust, she has a heart made of old rusted iron. Several volcanoes together can melt her.
but she is an angel when she chooses to be, provided the circumstances allow.
I have an unimaginable way of loving. If you have seen the movie Avatar. You can't fly on a 'declan' unless the declan chooses you. And how would you know that a declan has chosen you - "it will try to kill you" OUTSTANDING!
i don't try to kill nobody. But my ways are unfathomable. only Nupur understands.
So here as you see, Nupur is an important part of my life.
See ya around.