Monday, September 13, 2010

Loving a Chemical Engineer is not easy

“Kahani ki shurwat abhi hone ko hai
Dillagi ki hadein abhi hone ko hai
Mausam bhi be- imaani badhane ko hai
Humare beech ki duriya khatam hone ko hai”

Especially, when you are a romantic writer, you tend to imagine things to formulate them in your writings. May be camouflage works for me, but he was not. Stronger arms, killer smile and witty stuff, what else a lady expects! May be great Casanova, or maybe not. A drama writer and acting as if he defines romance.
Ye aaj kal ka pyaar.. might be strange thing but the basic remains same. Intimacy might be the start but if it ends with respect, it is love. With him it feels like reflux of emotions is everything you need. May be he is all I wanted. Eros turns a man ON, but it is a very fact that other than being little emotional, a man has to be witty to turn a woman ON.
Dedication is dependent on inertia; most of the technical men prove to be passionate lovers. So it does imply to a chemical engineer. A typical guy with a priority of boozing over girls, night outs before exams, not much into reading but still will beat you in every topic, pretending to be not so desperate, “sutta” with friends and movies ( I hope you can imagine their types) for “lukka time”. This was never my choice. But then if things start moving as we wish, they don’t charm. Spontaneous moments define the flow, at least in my life.
Days past, things were moving, realisation of the distilled feelings resulted in saturation of hiding, consequently, into addiction. I do agree, it begun with flirts, or may be in easier “lingo” flirts acted as catalyst. Precisely, like oxidizing all the senses. The warm hug melts me in his arms, the words mere are enough for the surrender. The transition is always fun, the energized state of mind, as if you are purged. I hope for some azeotrope with me. Sorption of happiness and labile sorrows...
He yells and then says sorry, God knows what exactly he thinks or may be my brains are malfunctioning. But whatever happens just pushes the reaction into forward direction, avoiding all the side products with good conversion. Thus the affection in situ is a great feeling. He is selective, yielding better moments with him. He is like a solvent, dissolving all I have in me and evaporating the sorrow after extraction. He is like base, neutralizing all my sorrow. My heart has already diazotised and coupled with him yielding some lovable colours in life.
Life was always unpredictable and it will be, but this man has sketched a hybridised stated, more symmetrical and still ready for covalent bond. Finally this reaction being exothermic, still behaves against Le Chatelier Principle. Thank you for everything you gave me, though you are slightly corrosive, but I will love to handle you with no concerns of your MSDS. Lastly, I can just say many things move like if thermodynamics proposes, kinetics disposes!