It was a routine now.
She waited patiently for a chance.
He was concentrating deeply on the task ahead.
The sweat was tripping down his cheek.
He decided to take a sip, when he turned for a split second to reach for the bottle.
She pounced on the remote and pressed “New Game”.
Mission achieved.
He caressed her face that was kissed by the moonlight.
She placed her hand on his lips, it was warm.
He brought her close to himself and placed her head slowly on his heart.
She could now see a tear trickle down his cheeks.
“I wish I could speak”
God smiled at dumb love.
You my angel
my guiding star
mentor forever
the sweetest heart
That hug that smile
that lovely tee
those crazy times
you took side with me
And now this time
I see you smile
through all the troubles
you say you’re fine
I pray this day
to keep you safe
to keep that smile
glowing on your face
It was well past midnight when it stopped raining.
The cool breeze put him to sound sleep.
He could now feel something creeping up on him.
Not one but three.
He tried opening up his eyes, only to find
“Lizards!!!!”
“Wake up Its 8:30 am!! Wake up its 8:30 am” went his phone.
The way you tugged
at my coat sleeve
to hold you close
for warmth.
The way you rubbed
your nose on me
and hugged me back
each chance.
I thought it was
what my heart felt
I felt you felt it too
Ya Stupid.
Just this time
can you pretend
You’ve been loving me
Till end.
It may sound weird as to why I have put freedom and possession together, but when one looks at a relationship to me they become the pivot on which the delicate balance of a relationship rests.
Of whatever little experience I have had of going through a relationship or from my friends who discuss with me there are two theories that I would like to share.
Theory 1: When one is not possessive in a relationship, one does not actually love. To show that you love someone, you need to be possessive. It feels good mind you initially. When one tells you that, “please do not go and meet your friends, spend some time with me.” One cannot help but feel that they mean something to someone. Slowly however according to me, this same possessiveness becomes the root cause of fights, moves on to creating a sense of disbelief, and then actually turns into accusations.
Theory 2: Well this actually happens to be my stupid theory, stupid because it has not worked so far for me, and I don’t think anyone out there actually concurs with what I am going to say.
Now I have always believed in keeping one free in a relationship. To me any kind of restriction starts to stifle the other person. There has to be room to breathe, room to grow, and love itself should be enough a reason to keep the person in the relation. Why should one be scared of losing the guy/girl? Have faith in the relationship, or move on because if love has failed nothing else will make a person stay in a relationship.
So what theory do you support? Or do you have a different theory 😉
He hated late meetings as much as he feared walking past the morgue.
Today was different, Catherine had finally agreed.
The shadow kept dancing with his steps, and it was his only company.
Now he just had to cross the road and he would be home.
And then the shadow stopped dancing.
He had never seen her so happy.
“Oh god why always me”
It was then that he mumbled a small prayer
“Lord!! Ensure she stays this way”
He could feel the pain run through his spine now
when he finally told her “I think Rahul is the guy for you”
It had never been so tough for her.
The whole world seemed to be conspiring against her wishes.
Every one was fast asleep.
This was her only chance, to do it.
Slowly she picked up one box placed it on top of another and climbed to reach her favourite COOKIES.
A long and warm embrace, and a careful kiss on the cheek.
Smita was not the kind of girl to do that?
He had approached her so many times.
This must be his lucky day, had she finally agreed to the proposal.
She gently whispered into his ears
“You think Vinay saw that?”
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