"Between the perceptions of right or wrong there exists a perennial truth, of which the faith is clarity and love is acceptance..."
Wednesday, April 17, 2013
Friday, February 17, 2012
She moved a little closer, she could feel the warm air blowing on her face, his breath like fresh air was as if bringing her back to the life. With little difficulty she pushed her eyes wide open, his beautiful face was peeping out of the warm blanket, in which she had tucked him like a new born last night. His eyes were closed, mouth slightly open and his face little downwards as if he was resting on her arm. She realized she was still enwrapped in his arms. She then raised her hand and began to caress his hair; his childlike innocence mixed with the freshness of morning was a solace to her.
The rays of light that signaled the dawn were penetrating through the window curtains and onto his face; with a mild jerk he dimly opened his eyes. His grays glistened and her heart fumbled. He then smiled and gave a peck on her cheek, he uttered, Good Morning Love! She felt as if the whole world had upturned in that moment and had come to a standstill. Everything was bygone and forsaken in that instance. All that was existent and real was him and her together, she returned back to his glittering grays which had now turned into greens, she smiled and said; Good Morning Baby! God Bless You.
‘Love has its various modes of expression sometimes silent and sometimes loud enough that could be clearly heard, finding a mode to express what ones heart narrates has always been complicated. But what makes it easy and good going is nothing but again love itself.’
It was this time of the year last time in 2011 when I was alone and awaiting someone to be my special one. It is this time of the year when I am celebrating our soulful union with this little piece of writing. Happy Anniversary (first month) love, it is this beginning that shall lead us towards a wonderful end. Thank You my loving husband for making my life what I call as perfect!
P.S. I Love You.
Thursday, November 3, 2011
It is November again; blustery and cold
I am alone; walking on the road
Reminiscing sweet 1940s; the summers, the sun and the bridge
The coffee beans and tea leaves; cheese cakes and muffin.
I fathom; the rain, the rides and the warmth of thy arms
I miss thy touch; the skin, the lips and hair.
It shall never be again; the November and I.
For there now lies a distance; thee and I.
My spirit shall stay behind; still and liberated
To the love that shall live; glorious and immortal.
Tuesday, September 13, 2011
The call begins....
She: Ummm hellow..
He: Hey hi, how are you doing?
She: Fine, hanging in the air! (yawn)
He: Oh that's great. So when do you plan to step on the land ?
She: Not until you stick on to there. Anyway what's up with you?
She: Should be.
She: I know.
He: Excuse me, how on earth you think you are supposed to know everything?
She: Just because...forget it. Out of your reach.
He: So you still think the same.
She: I gotta think that way.
He: Why, always?
She: Ask yourself you might know the answers then.
He: I can't find any.
She: Doesn't matter.
He: Could you please tell me, what matters then?
She: Nothing. I am tired, I am off! See you later. Good Night. Take Care.
Line goes dead...
She turned her face to the bed side table and glanced at the clock ticking to 3:07 Am. Anayaa turned back again and was taken away by thoughts that past her mind within number of seconds. She began to question herself, why? Where did I go wrong? It wasn't me ever nor was Aayush then where did we fade? Does he care or maybe love me even today or did he someday? No answers... She walked up to the terrace looking for answers and gazed at the star studded sky. Far up there one of the stars twinkled, bright, she looked at its spark and Aayush's face crossed her mind again. She sat up there at the parapet not knowing whom she was looking at; the star or him. Her heart was filled with emptiness and mind with nothingness. Numb she was again not knowing why.
Aayush looked at the clock that kept on changing it's numbers to 3:07.. 3:08.. 3:09.. 3:10.... Clueless of where to begin or maybe end? He closed his eyes thinking that sleep might encounter him and let him pass out for few hours. 'Doesn't matter' 'Doesn't matter' 'Doesn't matter' those words kept on echoing and he kept changing sides in the best of hopes for the sleep to come... Finally he wide opened his eyes wondering why does it not matter anymore, or it never did? His mind kept swinging back and forth to Anayaa's utterances and her laughter back then. His heart was filled with emptiness and mind with nothingness. Numb he was again not knowing why.
Anayaa and Aayush were in a steady relationship of 7 years they had come a long way. Loving each other insanely all those years yet none of them knew where their relationship was heading to or was it even heading? Sometimes life has no conclusions it just keeps flowing to the unknown, both wished they could evolve through the mystery and get back to what it once was.
"Love persists in any form for it never ceases to exist;
Embrace it or you may not know the ripening."