A few days ago when I had been to the Mariplex Mall, Kalyani Nagar, Pune, I was sitting in MacD, eating my mac aloo tikki and spilling the sauce in the coke-float which was just below. On the table besides me was this small group of four girls, having a good time spilling the sauce from their burgers. One of those girls was wearing this beautiful green top. Now-a-days I am getting fond of green colour, don’t know why. Well, about the girl now. She was a bit… umm... overweight. But her clothing very well seemed to have made her look of some pounds lesser. Going by her face and physical characteristics she might be at least 3-4 years elder to me. And most probably I guess she must be having her marriage soon. Why do I think so? Actually she was having mehendi on her hands. And that is why she is being mentioned over here. I have seen so many hands which have been sketch-boards for mehendi artists. But none of those has been so delightfully beautiful. The mehendi had got the perfect colour and it seemed just even more perfect on her lovingly smooth and glowing hand. She looked so much more feminine wearing the mehendi. I was having the urge to compliment her about it, but couldn’t gather the courage. Actually the thing is, in India, it is very unfortunate, that people don’t usually praise good or beautiful things. And if someone does praise, he get some of the most weird and awkward looks, that too if he is lucky enough not being slapped across his face. While on my way back home on my bike, coincidentally I had this mehendi girl riding by my side for some distance continuously. We were side by side at a signal. Then I decided I would compliment her on the next signal. But it was not to be. The next signal was green and we parted ways there. No matter we didn’t speak a word but the conversation that I had with her mehendi will not fade any time soon. And if she does have her marriage any time soon I wish it to be just as beautiful and vibrant as her mehendi…
there is a difference in the way i think & in the way i do things. u may or may not like it. but i know that this difference would make all the difference.
A few days ago when I had been to the Mariplex Mall, Kalyani Nagar, Pune, I was sitting in MacD, eating my mac aloo tikki and spilling the sauce in the coke-float which was just below. On the table besides me was this small group of four girls, having a good time spilling the sauce from their burgers. One of those girls was wearing this beautiful green top. Now-a-days I am getting fond of green colour, don’t know why. Well, about the girl now. She was a bit… umm... overweight. But her clothing very well seemed to have made her look of some pounds lesser. Going by her face and physical characteristics she might be at least 3-4 years elder to me. And most probably I guess she must be having her marriage soon. Why do 
I think so? Actually she was having mehendi on her hands. And that is why she is being mentioned over here. I have seen so many hands which have been sketch-boards for mehendi artists. But none of those has been so delightfully beautiful. The mehendi had got the perfect colour and it seemed just even more perfect on her lovingly smooth and glowing hand. She looked so much more feminine wearing the mehendi. I was having the urge to compliment her about it, but couldn’t gather the courage. Actually the thing is, in India, it is very unfortunate, that people don’t usually praise good or beautiful things. And if someone does praise, he get some of the most weird and awkward looks, that too if he is lucky enough not being slapped across his face. While on my way back home on my bike, coincidentally I had this mehendi girl riding by my side for some distance continuously. We were side by side at a signal. Then I decided I would compliment her on the next signal. But it was not to be. The next signal was green and we parted ways there. No matter we didn’t speak a word but the conversation that I had with her mehendi will not fade any time soon. And if she does have her marriage any time soon I wish it to be just as beautiful and vibrant as her mehendi…
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