Friday, January 25, 2008
Wednesday, January 23, 2008
One more 'today'
One more 'today'
The first ray of morning light touches his forehead through the curtain drapes. He still hasnt slept. He has been lying awake all night watching her sleep in his arms, her bare-skin touching his, underneath the blankets, and her delicate scent filling up the room. She is still fast asleep. Oh!..she looks so sweet and innocent when she sleeps. He buries his nose deep in her curls and inhales, filling his lungs with the smell thats the sweetest to him. every breath she takes is soft music to his ears. He then plants a peck on her forehead and the trace of that familiar lovely smile spreads across her soft lips. He wonders whats going on in her sub-conscious mind. She flings an arm around him, hugging him tight in deep sleep, pressing her bosom on to his chest. He feels their hearts beating ......next to each other.......for each other.
This feeling he gets everytime she is around is quite indescribable. The wholeness he feels when this feeling fills his soul is unparallelled. Its a feeling so immense, so sincere....and he feels it flowing through both of them. He knows that she too feels the same way about him. If he were to write a book, It would be about her...If he were to sing a song, it would describe her... if he were to make a portrait, it would surely be hers.....If God has sent him only one guardian angel in his life, 'she' most definitely is her. Although he is not perfect, he is the happiest because he has her. It is wonderful to have a heart beating for you. That is the kind of love that makes a man feel complete.
Something glistens on her finger casting an eerie glow on her face. She looks prettier than ever in the faint yellow light that reflects from the little golden ring that he gave her the previous night – the first official symbol of his love for her. And he whispers into her ears, partly to himself "My Aphrodite...you really are my goddess of love".....to which she responds with a semi-conscious "mmmhh...", her half open sleepy eyes fixed onto his....and she gives him a content smile. But before he is done savouring it, she is asleep again.He whispers into her ears again
"To my dear, sweet ' wife', this i must say....I'm falling in love with you more each day"
Everything seems so perfect...so flawless. And then reality strikes its death-blow. He realizes that very soon he wont be waking up next to her, feeling her skin on his, her warm breath on his neck. It took them six long months to be able to spend time together. But they did, against all odds. Those four days were the best he remembers. But very soon he wont be able to plant wake-up kisses on those lips. Very soon she is going to be just a phone number, a voice on the other end of the line, and a name on the chat-window on the computer screen .....and she is gonna stay that way for quite a long time. He knows not how long. Love drifts so swiftly by, without giving a chance to grasp its tranquility. He glooms among all of its torturous sadness, trying to cope with all the lonely days forthcoming...trying not to think of how alone he would feel. He realizes that there are many wars to be waged before they can be together again. He fears they might rip his heart apart and replace it with stone. He hopes that he survives. He fears time and distance might change the person she is and the way she feels about him. He winces in pain as his mind keeps on torturing him. He tries to shake the thoughts off his head.
He looks down at her face again. She is awake now, regarding him with love-filled eyes. Their lips lock in a deep, passionate morning kiss. She looks deep into his eyes and tells him
"When I'm with you, I feel so beautiful, so simple...so uncomplicated...so loved..so........"
".............complete?"
"yeah..complete"
Suddenly he feels strong...stronger than ever. He realizes how stupid it was of him to feel insecure. He realizes he is gonna survive...no matter how long it takes..no matter what hardships he has to face...love is gonna keep him alive for her. he realizes that this bond between them is way too strong to be broken by space and time. He can see all the beautiful days waiting for them once they are back together again. He can see his unborn children – his extensions to her, as he always puts it, giving him more of her to love – playing around....right there in her eyes. Everything seems so clear..including the only prayer he is gonna say every night with her in his arms, just the way he has her now
" O merciful Lord,... Give us one more day..one more 'today' "
(22nd Aug 2006)
The first ray of morning light touches his forehead through the curtain drapes. He still hasnt slept. He has been lying awake all night watching her sleep in his arms, her bare-skin touching his, underneath the blankets, and her delicate scent filling up the room. She is still fast asleep. Oh!..she looks so sweet and innocent when she sleeps. He buries his nose deep in her curls and inhales, filling his lungs with the smell thats the sweetest to him. every breath she takes is soft music to his ears. He then plants a peck on her forehead and the trace of that familiar lovely smile spreads across her soft lips. He wonders whats going on in her sub-conscious mind. She flings an arm around him, hugging him tight in deep sleep, pressing her bosom on to his chest. He feels their hearts beating ......next to each other.......for each other.
This feeling he gets everytime she is around is quite indescribable. The wholeness he feels when this feeling fills his soul is unparallelled. Its a feeling so immense, so sincere....and he feels it flowing through both of them. He knows that she too feels the same way about him. If he were to write a book, It would be about her...If he were to sing a song, it would describe her... if he were to make a portrait, it would surely be hers.....If God has sent him only one guardian angel in his life, 'she' most definitely is her. Although he is not perfect, he is the happiest because he has her. It is wonderful to have a heart beating for you. That is the kind of love that makes a man feel complete.
Something glistens on her finger casting an eerie glow on her face. She looks prettier than ever in the faint yellow light that reflects from the little golden ring that he gave her the previous night – the first official symbol of his love for her. And he whispers into her ears, partly to himself "My Aphrodite...you really are my goddess of love".....to which she responds with a semi-conscious "mmmhh...", her half open sleepy eyes fixed onto his....and she gives him a content smile. But before he is done savouring it, she is asleep again.He whispers into her ears again
"To my dear, sweet ' wife', this i must say....I'm falling in love with you more each day"
Everything seems so perfect...so flawless. And then reality strikes its death-blow. He realizes that very soon he wont be waking up next to her, feeling her skin on his, her warm breath on his neck. It took them six long months to be able to spend time together. But they did, against all odds. Those four days were the best he remembers. But very soon he wont be able to plant wake-up kisses on those lips. Very soon she is going to be just a phone number, a voice on the other end of the line, and a name on the chat-window on the computer screen .....and she is gonna stay that way for quite a long time. He knows not how long. Love drifts so swiftly by, without giving a chance to grasp its tranquility. He glooms among all of its torturous sadness, trying to cope with all the lonely days forthcoming...trying not to think of how alone he would feel. He realizes that there are many wars to be waged before they can be together again. He fears they might rip his heart apart and replace it with stone. He hopes that he survives. He fears time and distance might change the person she is and the way she feels about him. He winces in pain as his mind keeps on torturing him. He tries to shake the thoughts off his head.
He looks down at her face again. She is awake now, regarding him with love-filled eyes. Their lips lock in a deep, passionate morning kiss. She looks deep into his eyes and tells him
"When I'm with you, I feel so beautiful, so simple...so uncomplicated...so loved..so........"
".............complete?"
"yeah..complete"
Suddenly he feels strong...stronger than ever. He realizes how stupid it was of him to feel insecure. He realizes he is gonna survive...no matter how long it takes..no matter what hardships he has to face...love is gonna keep him alive for her. he realizes that this bond between them is way too strong to be broken by space and time. He can see all the beautiful days waiting for them once they are back together again. He can see his unborn children – his extensions to her, as he always puts it, giving him more of her to love – playing around....right there in her eyes. Everything seems so clear..including the only prayer he is gonna say every night with her in his arms, just the way he has her now
" O merciful Lord,... Give us one more day..one more 'today' "
(22nd Aug 2006)
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