A Girl Called Deepa

I thought Deepa would be the ideal person to be referred to in this new blog of mine especially since no other girl could be introspected here, the case being a void in my personal space. The other day when the topic of writing a testimonial in orkut came up, it struck to me that not much can be said about this worthy being in a span of 1024 characters. So it struck to me to dedicate a blog to this girl who is typically intrusive, analytic and introspective and currently assumed a loving role of a foster sister to me.

Dee as i affectionately call her, though with her typical girlish charm has aura of silence surrounding her. This is a shell that one has to break into and go through the process of knowing and understanding to get this otherwise extremely talkative, fun loving female to open her mouth. Putting aside all the pinkish tags, the major reason dee serves as an admiration as well as an inspiration is the grit and valour embedded in her as a modern day female to face. dwell and survive in hard situations still bearing a smile on the face. She is one stop destination for advices from mobile phones to relationships ;) People who know me do know the fact that i turn a deaf  ear to most advices but this is one person i listen to and that must be enough for you to know how powerful advisory she is.

She's got an AWESOME handwriting and is one major brains!! She is but a typical girl who likes being admired, praised and gifted. Please don't think i am bluffing or trying to impress when i tell you she's one heck of a cook. My stomach vouches for the pleasantness and my tongue for the taste of the food she brought the other day to college. I secretly hope though that writing this blog would reduce the price tag of the rakhi gift i'm delaying in giving her :P She's got a sweet voice, and a patient ear to listen to. She is everything a girl should be and more.

I must say that she has a great future in whatever she takes up in her life be it being a great chef or a good housewife(pardon me she's doing a engineering course right now ;)) She's a female who easily assumes the role of being the spurtive oasis you see in you myriad dreams in wayward travels through this desert called life. I wouldn't end this blog with just this one entry, every word i type here henceforth, every character(whitespace or non-white space) is a dedication to this wonderful human being called Deepa. No matter how many twinkling eyes and smiling faces sneak upon me from the oblivion i shall never forget one of my best friends in UVCE, a true sister, A Girl Called Deepa. 567 words, 1502478 procesor ticks, are nothing but a token of admiration, a rose flower at thy graceful feet.

"We romanticize, criticize, fantasize and theorize about the eyes. So, why should beauty be any different. It's all in the eyes. But if you don't see the beauty of character, you will but realise that what you miss in life is a ray of hope, a silver lining in the dark black cloud called life, where humanity is by far a virtue and beauty a vice"