love -14th feb

A date for a night,

Is now what I want …

To work for life!!!

The perfect looks that he had with those ‘chinku’ little eyes on a broad shyly smiling face, that one look at it is promised to make a stay for ever in your eyes. Though, he wasn’t too handsome or instead there would be rare girls giving a shiny look to this shy dumb ass.

but Everytime, I close my eyes and can see his cute face, not to say that I don’t have any adjectives left for him so am using the spare one left ‘cute’ but that’s what you actually feel when you have a look at him.

Its like a laughter spell in his home that has its ways through eyes and generates through the hearts to display life on the cherishing faces. Back on that evening he was cleaning utensils and was making tea when i and his lil sis had other college stories to share with his mom. all making his fun together, and still he was smiling inside there in the kitchen in his white t-shirt…like a kid with twinkling eyes, … can’t forget! He was my best friend.

It was after few days, I don’t have any memories of the time between that day and the day when our parents decided to tie up our knots. We both definitely agreed to their decision delightfully, having no doubts about the knot of the two ends set up to meet.

Unexpectedly the friendship worked out enough to make everything fall into place except for our feelings that didn’t take a step ahead from friendship, to rise to a level of lovers. The spells and chants of the ceremony that promised to bind the souls together could not even bind the two friends together as a family. We both realized that marriage turned out to be a mistake between best friends…that did joined the hearts with love, respect, gratitude , warmth but lacked to grow passion in that love, naughtiness in that respect, the openness in that warmth… Before we could lose to grow even our friendship we decided to settle the relation by breaking apart…as separation seemed the only way out of this blunder. Distinctly, it wasn’t harsh on we two coz may be that’s the way the decisions for your heart but not by your heart are supposed to end up… but hurtful to our families which were put on the two opposite edges of the same salient road.

We both took up our way. The spools of our life’s kite were totally wrapped in the grips of our own hands, and according to us even the controls did. There was a constant pain of hustle and unsettlement of fulfilled desires instead of making me happy. After not being together, I found that the morning rays went tired before reaching earth, the freshness of the dew drops could also fade away, the rainbow bugged with same limited colors, the flowers bloomed with faded fragrance, stars twinkled miles away…n the kites with spools in our hands had no direction to fly. The destiny had its own way through nature’s beauty to say that may be we were actually made to handle the same spool together. To see the beauty around, we needed eyes whose vision lived deep within our souls… and our eyes had life only by seeing each other everyday, collecting memories to cherish upon.

The chants sung, the ringing bells and young excitements had left their impact that had actually joined our hearts together…the excited feelings ran through me giving goose bumps and ticklimg my stomach, as I just saw him after a long time and knowing that he has realized the same about me.

He saw his dad coming through the mob and pushed me with his hands in mine towards the side of the long hustling aisle to hide.

You can’t believe this one magical moment that you feel this is the one you are born for and the one born for you is standing next to u…what changes your whole life into very special. The moment freezes with your breath in these extensive warmth of hearts and souls deep within. The words of the infinite languages stare helpless from a distance… to express and display the pleasure and the truthfulness of the honest feelings of the eternal souls. The moment handing over life to unconscious stillness, a moment where the rainbows discover auras to colors, the morning rays shear the passage through sky and woods in excitement to meet the earth, the dew drops are like pearls from the oceans depth, the flowers bloom with tenderness and fragrance that heals the pains inside, the beauty that needs the eyes …those eyes are in a crazy stay for the short moment that promises to last its memories to be felt fresh for ever. The touch of his hands makes me forget even which fingers are his and which are mine. And smoothly the unspoken words rhyme for some ever liked melody of the heart beats. The moment that stays and stays… for unblinking eyes watching each other’s reflection, in the foggy mirror in that aisle, with a new smile on our faces. I saw my smile on his face running through his eyes and his smile felt deep within running through my eyes, celebrating the joy of being together. A beautiful relation that commenced from those reflections.

I close my eyes and still see ‘the foggy mirror witness of the ceremony of our hearts, with our glowing faces lost in each other’… a whole life that I see in this dream of one night…

Cherishes me forever!!!

Kirti Mahajan.