Thursday, March 7, 2013

That funny thing called C.H.E.M.I.S.T.R.Y.

It’s that feeling of comfort when they are with you. That everything is alright in your world. At least for that moment. That everything you do with them seems so effortless. That as though it was always meant to be. That even when you know the entire world is against you, they will still stand by you and that you can depend on them.

It’s that feeling of understanding when you glance at that other person in the middle of a conversation and a silent message passes between you two that they get you. That they understand what you were trying to say. That they understand what you don’t want to say. That they can complete the sentence that you have been struggling with. That they know precisely how your mind works and what you were thinking most of the time, what to talk when and where to draw a line and where to stop talking.

It’s that feeling of contentment when you walk into a crowded room, and your eyes search for them and when they find them, your heart does a little flip-flop, a relaxed feeling settles over you that they are there to back you up no matter what. That when you are with them, even at two ends of the room, their presence radiates the room with gentle warmth.

It’s that feeling of something amiss when they are not there with you. You don’t know why but you feel unsettled. That you have been so used to their being there and their voice and their presence that mere absence of one of these leaves you feeling uncomfortable.

It’s that feeling of gladness that you are always connected to each other wherever either of you are. That you always know what they are doing and where they are. Not in a possessive kind of way. But in an attached sort of way.

It’s that feeling of surprise yet happiness to know how much you share in common with them. That you have the same taste in most of the things. That your mind works the same way. That you can talk to each other without judging each other by what you have done, by what you think or by what you want to do.

It’s that feeling of freedom that you share with them. That they let you have your own space when you want it. That you are independent as well as dependent on them. That they know where to draw the line between pushing you and encouraging you. That they have seen you at your best and your worst and they still stick by you.

It’s that comforting feeling that you share with them in chatter and in silence. That you always have something or the other to talk about. That you can also sit for hours without talking anything as long as you are together. That you are not compelled to fill that silence. That you don’t get bored with them around. That you can be with them however you want and they will not judge you but accept you the way you are. That they let you be and they don’t force you into doing something you don’t want. That you do something for them because they like it that way.

More than anything else, it’s that feeling when you realize that your destinies are linked together no matter how or where you are. That you know they will always be a part of your life and you theirs. In some way or the other. Even if you may not be together. It’s the realization that you are the happiest when you are with them. That your day starts and ends with them. And that it feels right. Absolutely irrevocably right.

I am a firm believer of the fact that unless you share a wonderful chemistry with someone you can never ever get close to them or even have a close friendship with them. It’s an important factor.  In any sort of relationships.  In some form or the other. Friendships, Relationships, Family, you name it; it has to be present there in some way at some level. It’s something that I look for personally! And something that is very very important to me in any sort of a relationship.

That click!

Those vibes!

Has to, Got to be there! :-) :-)


Ps: An edited version of this piece is also published at


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