Honey Chilli is an unforgettable flavour , the sweetness of honey covers the heat of the raw red chillies so lovingly . The chillies also subtly stand out while honey calms every agitated taste bud ...Isn't love the same , it has hate or disenchantment as an antidote. The disaffection is the chilli with the honey of affection and love ...always
Its been 20 years , to 16th january 1994 .
I was asked a few days back if I still remember Ms Grover . Every day Yes. The recollection of her smiles and dupattas are fading but the indelible mark on me is not . I have forgiven her for Sunday of Jan 16th , 1994 ...may be it was destined for me . If that hadn't happened, i wouldn't have met with an accident 26 days later and spend next 3 months in hospitals . If love isnt unconditional , non judgemental and timeless,it isn't love .
Nothing has changed in 20 years though . I haven't and neither has the world .
I am still at loss to understand how someone whose face lights up life one day becomes a passer by . The person for whom prayers were always on lips , loses privilege of even a social greeting. Someone who bought everything from candle to pillows for the house becomes an outcast . Someone with whom cooking in kitchen seemed blissful, today isnt even welcome in that place . Someone with whom whiff of single malts was divine, is now subject of willful neglect . Someone with whom you imagined every moment of life would be no less than blissful...one fine morning becomes just an irritating pop- up on your smartphone ....
Some changes are painful ...some convictions are too.
Chilli was always there , the honey just masked it . The heart will see Honey and the brain will see the Chilli.
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