Have you ever been in love?
Ever been in love when you didn't have any inhibitions or fear?
When the only fear you ever had was losing the person you loved?
When life seemed ike a ball and every morning you woke up with an indescribable feeling.. that there was someone out there, wanting to meet you as early as posible, to admire your new earrings, the freshness of your face bringing a wave of happiness in his life.
When the only thing you wanted to do all day was to be with this someone special and whisper sweet nothings in his ears, comforting him in those moments he felt he let you down, being with him like the pillar of strength in moments when those muscles paid him no compliment..
Being with him in moments of sadness and happiness, his companion and invaluable friend always.
When his proximity caused your heart beats to increase..
When you would wear something new everyday, to see his admiration for you mirrored in his eyes..
When before praying for anything else to God, you would pray for his health and happiness so that the smile which drew him so close to you would remain the same always..like an indelible mark in the cosmos of your consciousness..
When the only music you heard was the music of togetherness..
When one phone call set you in a dizzy of frenzied activities..
When you wanted to keep him in the safest place in the whole world, in side your heart..
When all you wanted to do was to capture that charming,benevolent smile and keep it framed in your memory forever and ever..
A memory so strong and powerful that your world revolved around that only one truth.
When the imagination of being away from him brought with it a chill, unbearable and the only cure for which was to run to him,no matter what hour of the day, just to see him there, gesticulating and cracking jokes with is pals. Oh! what great relief you felt upon witnessing that scene..
What an irony.. just a few moments what were tears of agony had suddenly changed to tears of happiness..
And you went back singing and dancing like a peacock in monsoon..
What paranoia,what mixed feelings,what emotions,what happiness,what dejection one may feel while in love is truly a bouquet of experiences one must taste..
The blandness of our existence is replaced by the tanginess of our ownemotions, making life more bubbly (much like a sweet lime soda,eh? ;-) )
So.. tell me.. have you been in love like this ?
Labels: Love, Ping the soul
At 8 February 2007 at 8:14:00 pm IST, Munmun
Dear Eroteme,
Some incidents just stay there with you for your entire lifetime.
This was one of them.
You mentioned 'horns' and there it popped out of the secondary storage!
you talk about 'tails' and I'm sure another is there in the pipeline to pop out ;-)
Welcome to my blog! This was your first comment.
At 14 February 2007 at 6:59:00 pm IST, Rupesh
I tell you an incident, one friend of mine..(sorry can't tell his name) was sulking few days back for not having any girlfriend.. as V-day was near...
I asked him, what happened?
He replied... I need a GF to love.. to have sex.
I said, Both are different.
He disagreed...
I replied... 'you can have sex without any love or love someone without having sex...'
He said.. you are getting philosophical..
I said.. no practical..!!
At 5 March 2007 at 5:22:00 pm IST, Munmun
Dear Eroteme,
Yes its been long since I've written something.Was not keeping well for sometime, so had to keep away from my dear computer.
It is really nice to see you drop by :-) keep coming. I read your latest blogs. Really nice. I dunno how you do it, but there it is, after every two days :-)
Dear PenAndPaper,
A very interesting point you raised there. I wish I could know what went on at the other side of the tunnel. I wish also that I saw him more than my fair share,allowed per day ( ;-) ). Someday, when the chemistry does strike gold, I shall attempt to describe what you asked me to.
Till then, why dont you write a blog describing the same.. Believe me,I think you will write a nice little piece cause unlike me, where i hiccup for words very often, you seem to have a natural flair for writing. Welcome to my blog. Do keep visiting!
I resisted commenting on this, but not anymore. How does a memory get to be truth!? :-)
Well, I don't think I have ever loved like this... Thank god! :-D