Showing posts with label Passion. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Passion. Show all posts

Sunday, November 16, 2008

Lived by her…

He was devoid of his basic needs. He could do without food, water, clothes or anything that to a common man was necessary, but as they say no one is fully independent. He was dependent too, dependent on her and it was not just her, he was dependent on her fragrance, her touch, her voice, her love, her support. He loved everything about her, even her tantrums were amusing to him. Her wishes small or big, reasonable or unreasonable were his small- big ambitions. Buying her gifts had become his favorite hobby. He had started to love shopping and she has started to love sports. He was so used to her being around. Fragrance of her hair, delicate aroma wafting around the room. His eyes always appeared mesmerized, and everyone knew the reason, he had been taking in too much of that sweet lavender fragrance of her. He was stoned by that scent.

He could be calmed just by her touch. Her smoothness was unmistakable, satin couldn’t hoodwink him. Her touch was his constant companion calming him, soothing him. Her voice was a song; He heard it for hours but couldn’t get enough of it. The canary was no competition to her. Well, the voice wasn’t sweet all the time for sure but yeah! It was lovely always.

He was used to walking with his arms around her, anyone watching could not tell who was supporting who but they both knew each of them was supporting the other, for they both knew they missed a part of themselves when they were not around each other. They shared everything together, all joys, all sorrows, all joys, all troubles, all successes, and all failures. Calls, SMS’s, mails….whatever the means they were always there for each other.

They lived on each other. Feasting on their love for each other and thriving on it. They were perfect when they were together. They felt the need to be together and to hold each other. If there was passion or magic anywhere, it was their love that was the existing proof. They drank by each other.

Well, most of what they shared is inexplicable, it was magical and passionate. As time flew by no one noticed and before he could know it was over. Gone without a trace…… and he was clueless as to what had happened. He tried to salvage, whatever was left but it all slipped away. The more he tried to hold on to it, more it slipped and was lost, like sand…..it slipped away.

It’s true he was dependent on her and when it all slipped away; everyone said that he would learn to live without her and all this living by her crap would go away. Well, to admit the truth, he did learn to live without her, but where everyone went wrong was when they said he would stop living by her, that my friends never happened. He lived by her memories and his imagination. Call these hallucinations or his imaginations but yes, he has been with her since then…call him a fool because he never stopped living by her.

Saturday, March 22, 2008



Dreamers

A Relaxing sleepless night, a gleaming moonless night.
A long wished dream, a story for fiction.

Last night was the most amazing night I ever had. I had a dream without a trace of sleep in my eyes, yet by the time it was dawn, I was more dewy and youthful as against eight hour sleep.

The dream seemed to have done the trick, relaxing my muscles, easing the tension, parting the cloud of uncertainty. The dream was like a wish come true only it was imaginary. The whole thing happened inside my head as ideally and perfectly as wished, but we all know not all dreams come true, not all wishes are granted and everybody doesn’t get the moon.

A boundless field supporting golden barley saplings which swayed to wind’s harmony .Sunlight played tricks as if field was laid with gold. The narrow path which led to the bright colored mansion overlooking the fields was covered with Apple trees to provide shade. Freshly watered fields enticed with the smell which was carried all over by the cool breeze.

We lay on a satin sheet spread under the shade of an old Apple tree visualizing ourselves in our heads as Adam and Eve of modern times, with my arm around her which provided her the comfort that, I will always be there holding her, supporting her no matter what comes. Her head rested on my shoulder while she caressed my hand. Her breadth on my body made me warm inside with a feeling of love and never ending care. She gently leaned on me using me to support her as her eyes drooped a bit with sleep on her eye lids and at that instant, I promised myself, this is one responsibility, I never want to shy away from.

I can carry this baby of mine in my arms along with me loving her, caring for her and protecting her. As her eyes drooped more with sleep and I sat there watching her while wind carried the fragrance of her sweet summer sweat, mesmerizing me. As I lay there enthralled watching her, I felt the power of love which called on me and reached for my heart.

I loved the way she looked with her hair hanging down to her shoulders, her face glowing with love. Breeze playfully flew her hairs across her face, and I moved my hand across her face so as to tuck her hairs behind her ears, and as my hands felt touch of her face soft as petals, I couldn’t stop myself from kissing her forehead and feeling lucky that I had an angel beside me with whom I was head over heels in love.

As I caressed her arms and touched back of her neck, she snuggled up close to me and whispered “Don’t ever leave me” and at that moment I wanted to say to her that I am never gonna say goodbye, because I never wanna see you cry. If you are with me, I would never let you go. I will keep trying, so you should know that love that we share is never meant to die. People might say that time might hit the passion but believe it if we try, there are something’s in this world that can’t be denied.

She, as if heard my heart singing closed her eyes and a smile spread across her face. With her hope and trust in me she curled around me and I whispered in her ears “Trust our love” and we lay there till sunset and then I carried my queen to the palace at dusk and we both knew that the day would be remembered as the day we painted sky with our love and made it a night to remember.