Showing posts with label love. Show all posts
Showing posts with label love. Show all posts

Monday, September 5, 2011

The Conversation.



Today was her one month wedding anniversary. She glanced at her reflection in the six foot long mirror that adorned the bedroom wall. She looked beautiful. Her hair was tied up in a French roll and saree perfectly draped. She smiled at her reflection and knew she looked stunning.


Suddenly, her eyes were covered by someone’s palms. He whispered slowly while taking his hands away from her eyes, “Keep your eyes closed”. There stood a well built man. He was wearing a jet black three button suit with nicely gelled hair.


“What is it?” she asked, surprised. “Something that will make you smile” he beamed and handed over a golden box beautifully wrapped with red lace. She opened it carefully and gasped, “Whoa! This rock is huge!”


“Do you like it?” he smiled. “Of course, but..” she suddenly stopped. “But what?” he asked “The ring looks expensive.” she said softly.


“Nothing is expensive for me and anything, just anything for a smile from you.” he boasted. She fell silent. She knew that was the truth. He was one of the youngest businessmen in the country who had struggled his way right to the top. But it was not the complete truth. These things hardly mattered to her. The jewellery, the luxury, the parties, nothing were important.


She looked in his eyes. “Yes, you are right, you can afford anything. But I don’t need a diamond ring to make me smile”. He looked shocked. “Don’t you like the ring? We will get it exchanged!” he added hurriedly. “No, you don’t get it.” she sighed. He repeated, “No! You don’t get it. I am just proving my love!” She said, “You don’t have to prove anything, you just have to love.” To which he retorted, “But I always thought women are happiest when they get gifts, especially diamonds!” He was confused as he couldn’t understand her thoughts.


“Yes she is, but she is happier when her man looks at her and says she is beautiful. She is happy when he holds her hand and says you are my life. When he listens to her inner thoughts, shares his dreams with her. That’s what a woman really wants. It’s not necessary to present an expensive gift to make her smile. The deed can be done even with a simple silver ring and expressing your love truly.” She was still staring into his eyes.


He got up suddenly, which made her anxious. “I am sorry. I didn’t mean to hurt you and I really liked the ring. I just blurted out what I have been feeling since we got married.” He kept moving away till he reached the door.


She finally asked worriedly, “Where are you going?”  He looked serious. Turning back he calmly replied, “To get you the simple silver ring you mentioned and then I’ll do exactly what you asked me to do.”


Both of them burst out laughing.



Friday, August 5, 2011

When in your Arms...


When in your arms
I get a feeling of security
Its you who possesses me
Its you who owns me

When in your arms
There's no sense of time
The clock just stops
There is no past, no future
Only this one moment

When in your arms
I feel the world close to my heart
The feeling of being held
of being loved in just one gesture

When in your arms
All I feel is your warmth
your heartbeats, your fragrance
Just want to absorb it all.
That you shall not let go of me
Protect me, shield me forever.
That I am your angel and
you are my wings.

Saturday, August 14, 2010

Magnetic Pull














Suddenly everyone seems happy
Everything starts feeling awesome
Every bit is beautiful
The mornings, the afternoons,
the eves and the nights.
The air smells so sweet
Everything around is pure joy
Its just you and your magnetic pull.

Its an unknown feeling.
I loose my mind
I loose my senses
My heart, my thoughts.
Its just you and your magnetic pull.

I know I have to wake up
But I refuse!
I m enjoying being flown away.
I want to stop,
But its just you and your magnetic pull.

Saturday, July 31, 2010

Painful Love



For me, you were the only one.
for  you, I was one of them.

I loved you with all my soul
and you did'nt even bother to care.

I proved my love again and again,
what I got in return was suffering and pain.

I know you hurt me, yet I could'nt stop loving you,
and you were unaware, lost in your ignorance.

I was there waiting for you, hoping you would return,
but you did not even care to turn.

Its now, that I know I have to move ahead.
Its painful to the core, but I learnt more..

Sunday, April 18, 2010

FIRST TIME


Why is the first time so important? Why is it so memorable?
A few of the the first times that I will always recall..

First time I rode a bicycle.
Feeling of persistence, perseverance.. (did'nt know the meaning then)

First time I spoke in front of a crowd,
Feeling of being shit scared... (actually).

First time I wore a saree,
Feeling of irritation..

First time I got my pay,
Feeling of independence and achievement..

First time I experienced snow,
Feeling of pure joy..

First time I gained strength from praying,
Feeling of my inner god..

First time I refused getting bullied and actually hit the person (Mind you it was the last time...)
Feeling of fearlessness

First time I saw my drawings turn into real structures,
Feeling the joy of creation

There are so many such first times in all our lives..
They could relate to any of our feelings of anger, love, happiness, joy, excitement, fear..
Let’s take out some time to remember and cherish each of those FIRST TIMES...




(photo courtesy mansing shinde)

Thursday, March 25, 2010

Wait


Why am I waiting,
What am I waiting for,
Who am I waiting for,
All these years, through summers,winters and the rains, I'm still waiting.
Am I waiting to complete my incompleteness,
Am I waiting to lighten the darkness,
Am I waiting to fill in the space where there is vacuum.
After all these questions..one thing remains a mystery.
What if my wait doesn't fulfill my expectations..
But then, hope is all that I have, one of my prized possessions.
I believe that waiting for anything makes you realize the importance of your wait.