Proposal of my dreams

What does every girl dream about? Two things. A prince charming and a perfect proposal. I, just like the others out there, have dreamt about both. Since I have already talked about my perfect prince charming, let me tell you about my dream proposal (and date combined).

A phone call wakes me from my thoughful mood. It is from him. He who dominates my thoughts and my heart every waking moment. He who does not understand that yes, I love him. I love him so much that I am ready to accept his denial if only he acknowledges what I feel for him at least once.

Today he is talking in a very mysterious manner. Doesnt say anything much except for asking whether I could meet him for dinner tonight. These outings with him are few and far more precious to me than anything else. He is a busy man and most of out conversations are limited to the time he can take out from his busy schedule. Our outings are almost always in between the company of well meaning but still unwanted friends. In such times I have to be satisfied with just sneaking peeks at him from half lowered eyes.

I agree readily but in order to maintain some decree of decorum I try not to show too much of excitement (although I think I failed since there was definite merriment in his voice). I ask him where are we going. He replies bu saying that I should just be ready in the evening and leave the rest to him. After keeping down the phone I aam on the seventh heaven of delight and my heart is full of anticipation and excitement. I immediately rush to get ready. Taking extra care I get ready for the evening.

In the evening I waited for him. Suddenly there was the sound of the doorbell ringing. I opened the door and there he was, standing with a half smile on his lips and his hand behind his back. Looking at me his eyes widen and he says, "You look more beautiful than the most beautiful thing in this world." Saying this he brings out a bunch of my favourite flowers from behind his back and presents them to me with a bow. I take them with my confusion rising. I look at him with a puzzled expression. He just says, don't worry. Just trust me. We both look at each other and give shy smiles.

Closing the front door when I come out, I realize that he has borrowed his friend's bike for the evening. He still does not answer my question about where we are going but just asks me to get on the bike. He takes me for a long drive. A beautiful long drive besides the coastline. Suddenly he stops the bike at the entrance of the beach. I am surprised and question him, "Why are we here?" He says, "I had promised you dinner. Come on. Oh yes, I almost forgot." Saying this, he takes out a blindfold and puts it on my eyes. Again he says nothing but, "Trust me." Taking my hand he leads me slowly and carefully inside. I follow his lead with mixed emotions rushing through me. Anticipation, excitement, confusion, all are at war with each other. Suddenly he stops and says, "Ok, this is it." It was funny but I thought there was a tinge of nervousness in his voice.

He opened my blindfold. It took my eyes a few seconds to adjust to the light but when they did I felt undescribable emotions rush through me. Right infront of my eyes was the most beautiful setting that could be imagined. A path described by candles and flowers led to a table in the centre of a big heart. He took my hand and slowly led me towards the table. On reaching the table I saw that it was very beautifully decorated. He made me sit down there. Then he went to a small picnic basket kept near the table and took out my favoourite dishes and my favourite cake. We had a wonderful meal with no interference or disturbance by anything but the sound of the breeze that was our ony companion at that time.

Soon the meal ended and my confusion was still apparent. Suddenly he stood up and came infront of me, knelt down, held my hand and said, "Since the time we have met, you have occupied a very important place in my life. I have always given great importance to my friends and so I thought that the care and affection I felt for you were in the same league. I thought you were also a friend. However time proved me wrong. Now I know that friendship does not even close to what I feel for you. You gave me the importance that I had always dreamt for. In you I found a friend, someone I could talk to, someone with whom I could laugh and share my sorrows. But you are also the person my eyes search for wherever I am, a single glance and the shortest of conversation holds more importance to me than I can ever explain to you." I was staring at him with tears starting to fill up my eyes. "I love you. I am not rich my love, but I will make sure that I am with you forever and ever. You will never again feel lonely. I will make sure that there is always a smile on your lips since your happiness has the power to break my days or make them. I love you." He stopped and looked at me with his eyes full of love, waiting for me to say something.

I looked at him with my eyes brimming with tears. I stood up slowly, still holding his hand. He stood up with me with an anxious expression on his face. I could not say anything to him. Suddenly my lips broke into a smile and I hugged him tight. As soon as I hugged him. the tension flowed out of his body and he hugged me back as if he would never let go. "I love you," I shouted with all my might, "and I will love you forever."

Dreams have a wierd way of combining all our hidden aspirations and inner thoughts together. I sincerely and strongly believe that whenever you want something from the bottom of your heart, your dreams make sure that you get to achieve them at least once, albeit in dreams. To some people dreaming may seem a waste of practical time. I however believe that if one does not dream he will never be able to achieve anything and will also be living a half existance. Hence, I will always keep on dreaming andjust hope and pray that someday my dreams come true.