Do you remember?

How do I say

how I felt that day,

when we met last?

I know, now it’s a thing of past.

Haah!14 months have passed,

the time since I last basked

in the warmth of your arms.

Weren’t we under the charms

Of our togetherness,

our love & our happiness?

The day was so divine,

Your eyes no less than a ravine,

Into which was trapped

My emotions and my soul- unwrapped.

You remember, our eyes were fixed

at each other’s. Weren’t we jinxed?

We spent moments staring,

at the depth of our caring.

Weren’t those few hours captivating?

Wasn’t it in any way, less than dreaming?

The few microseconds of isolation,

Weren’t those the time of devotion,

To the emotions which ruled,

And the hormones which drooled?

Clenching my wrist,

You made me drift

To the place, where your heart thumped

And where my insecurities lay, dumped.

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Weren’t you beating heavily?

Wasn't I breathing audibly?

Slowly, my face lay there buried.

Feelings of being secure, rushed, hurried;

That hug encapsulated & soothed me,

Wasn’t this where I always wanted to be?

Here, winters are chilling and cold,

You know,

I still carry those memories, untold.

The cool air-breeze sends me a spine-chill

Like the ways, 

Your proximity made me feel.

Blankets give me the warmth

Like the ways, 

That hug had lend.

Warm water bath generates flames & fumes,

Like the ways, 

Your touch did, when our love bloomed.

Winters…

All, it may give me,

But not the feeling to be

With you in your arms,

Safe, secure, and having no qualms.

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Tell me, why winters make me remember you?

Why do they drop me in the moods so blue?

Don’t you think it was the high of our lives?

Don’t you miss me, our love and those positive vibes?

Don’t you?

Soul-mates !

Written on Oct.26, 2009

Amidst the whole doom encapsulating me, since long, I witnessed a ray of sunlight, a moment of pleasure. Long had been the wait, and low had been my morals. Many a times, had I been put to motivation, put to caress, put to the Label 'Most important and Blessed treasure' in someone's life. But, that was all upto conversations.
Time had its constraints, and priorities put its limitations. Meeting each other used to be Just a dream for us.
But, Not today.

Its been a tough time for both of us, and its only been our presence in each other's life, that we have drifted slowly and positively to a place where our destination seems far, but, definitely not 'unachievable'. And, its only because we'll be there with each other, for each other.

Amidst all the tension brewing up over the ICMR project completion, and my going 'nuts' over the scheme of things, nothing could have been adequately charging enough, if not the Visit.
Though, every one has to wait for things to happen, but, believe me, It does happen at the 'most correct and appropriate moment.' Hence, wait, and you'll be suitably rewarded.

Spending some few hours together, in front of each other, talking one-on-one, with only Air separating us, and not a 'Lifeline' telephonic instrument, Is LIFE to me.



Our Friends, Us, and my eldah Sibling all went to some really scenic places. I suppose, I have noticed their scenic beauty only since there was a person making my life beautiful, standing besides me, at inches breadth.
The vision to the world changes with mood.
I repeat...
The vision to the world changes with mood. Big time.

The stroll to those places, with the occasional un-intentional slight friction of skin, sent shivers down our spines. Why is it that only a particular person 'the one tailor-made-for-you' is able to transmit such touch? Never do you feel that sensation in your body. Forget friction, even a complete touch doesn't make you feel this. Strange. But, I guess, its the feelings that move in your nerves rather than the sensations.

Going Back home, We met some more of my friends. All had been really eager to meet us. Some lovely time spent with my family, still remains our 'Best moments of the Day'
Your love towards my family, your responsibility towards me, that you so unfailingly carry, your ability to win hearts, your answerability towards my family, that you diginifiedly fulfill. Your being my family and me being yours, makes me complete.

Thanks for coming in and completing my life.
Nah...Thanks for making my Life worthwhile. Thanks for giving me loads of reasons to enjoy and love life.

No doubt, a 'I Love You' seems superficial and so small now... It all is, now, beyond this.

I can only Thank God for sending such a special person for me, in my life. And Thank my family for making me meet you.



Soul-mates !
'Popeye n Maggi'

To be inscribed in History...Forever. In Rose-petals. In white feathers. In our Souls.

Creeper

Photo : Bresson Thomas

Seeming like a strong-stemmed tree,

Creeper sometimes, I turn to be.

Looking for an emotional support,

Weak and meek, I long for comfort,

Comfort of being free from charges & duties,

And being far away from my own responsibilities.

There's a backbone I need to rest on,

And need the mattress to sleep & yawn.

Have been this way since long,

First, it ws Dad & Mom, to whom I've belonged,

Then it ws puberty,who made me a lover,

D feelings erupted which were under cover.

Need to be true & open-booked,

So that the special-allowed-one who looked,

In a stance, knew me from within.

And not see a puzzle which they'd just begun.

The unpredictable emotional highs & lows,

The negative which sometimes so abundantly flows.

Showing it all, keeping nothing concealed,

I need the one, to whom everything would be revealed.

Every strong lion needs to be cuddled,

With tender love, care & joy- bundled.

Many roam a free, with no belonging,

But, I am not that one; I need that bonding-

Of coming back home to be owned by someone,

In front of whom make-up & manipulations are not done.

Each day I walk graciously like a swan-

Calm, composed & needing no man.

Times elapse, and so does my strength,

Acting independent for such length

Unwraps my emotional inners;

Makes me weak & actively search for anchors.

Smiling, cheering, teasing, talking that I do,

I might just be deriving my solace from you,

Or might be making your attention my fodder

to regain the energy & grow up stronger

So that I re-enter the forests, wild & thick,

Giving the slightest-of-the-bond, a nick.

It sometimes feels like a parasite

Grows within me. With each bite,

It sucks its love, its nutrition,

neglecting, ignoring your condition.

How-so-ever guilty it feels moments later,

the evil does its job, & I'm its biggest hater.

Curbing it, Subliming it, I've tried

But, it is the soul to which it is tied.

Sensing host around, it multiplies in power

Flourishes, glees, and rejoices in pamper.

But, it has to leave to another land,

Because relying on it, you can't.

It has nothing to give, nothing so good,

It is nothing but a hollow log of wood.

It might just be a commensal, that I am,

Or just another healthy inter-dependent. Damn.

Pessimism takes its toll on me,

Making me sometimes what I be,

See, I’ve grown to my senses again,

Yes, the energies completed its regain.

Cold exteriors I’ve adorned,

And, I walk out, as the King, re-throned.