So, I told him…
Yes, I try, well, try-not to think about ironies of love, or even love for that matter..leaves me with a bad or sullen mood and a bitter taste…
And, what I didn’t tell him was
That somwhere I hoped and I hoped that love would find me again and take me in….
And the madness was there-intact-but what made the difference was that there was no need of hiding it or even showing it, for they both knew each other well enough, to be scared, to care and to pretend everything would burn down to the philosophy they shared, the jokes they cracked, the nostalgia they suffered and the love they just won’t get into!
It was a bright day and a warm one as well. The breeze was an add-on, and the weather could have been precisely dictated by one word…winter sun. And she noticed, how the fate has entangled them and somewhere, none of them was ready to let-go yet not to hold on also. The same fate had made them a kind of pre-requisites, parasitic at times, infalliable, and eventually a sort of-buffer-action for when either of them were messed-up.
They would throw words at each other, kisses at others, hugs were rare, but they were warm and comforting anyhow and they couldn’t stop talking to each other. The worst or the best was they knew what can hurt them…
Over the cup of Cappucino and Cookie ‘n’ cream, she found herself staring at him and saying
“I’m gonna propose you..”
He stared at her, open mouthed, somewhat in an amusing manner. She carried on lightly from there, like she had’t seen his reaction.
“…five or six years later. That would be it-there and there, there and then. You can say no or yes, and it won’t make a difference…and I’m going to tell you the reasons. Love,may be or may be not one of them..”
He smiled at her and said..
“Bitch, you better remmember that!”
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The uncertain future looms large over me
I see nothing;
Yet, I forsee
Finally, it fails me,
The lost echo of the last sound
A reverberation at the distance
A strung in the guitar, lost and found
Then it could happen, life waiting for me. And I could act silly and take a chance again. But my brevity lies in waiting, even if it gets longer and the silence is at times too much of a distraction.
I want a word, a sound, a sigh, a whisper…
P.S-Whenever Wildflower writes, I just know that I wanted to put words to the same things. But where I fail miserably, she does it with excellence.
Only once in your life,
I truly believe,
you find someone who can completely turn your world around.
You tell them things that you’ve never shared with another soul and they absorb everything you say and actually want to hear more.
You share hopes for the future, dreams that will never come true, goals that were never achieved and the many disappointments life has thrown at you.
When something wonderful happens, you can’t wait to tell them about it, knowing they will share in your excitement.
Never do they hurt your feelings or make you feel like you are not good enough, but rather they build you up and show you the things about yourself that make you special and even beautiful.
You find strength in knowing you have a true friend and possibly a soul mate who will remain loyal to the end. Life seems completely different, exciting and worthwhile. Your only hope and security is in knowing that they are a part of your life.
-Bob Marley
(Tonight, the words sound so right! Thanks to Americanising Desi for introducing me to these!)
