All In A Moment...

She looked like an angel, just as the day he saw her for the first time! His eyes soaked in her face as he stood there with her favourite flowers -a bouquet of white lilies.  He knew her more than she ever did  herself . He could always guess her silence which she tactfully hid behind her smiles .He could always catch those "somethings" she hid behind her "nothings" . For  him she was as clear as water . He could always see right through her , a thought that always startled him . His day was never complete without her talks, their  playful fights over the silliest of all things, watching her pour her heart out on every single decision she took  that day and which would always ultimately finish with her asking the same question " did i do the right thing ?". With her ,  time knew no bounds - It was always  on standstill. She was his best friend, his guide, at times his biggest opponent , his love ,  his pride, his world! He found her silly , adamant, innocent , sensible and illogical , all at the same time.
                                                          He could never imagine a day when he would have to wake up without her by his side... when he would have to go back home, to "their home" without  her walking hand -in-hand with him... when there would be no one stopping him from watching his favorite match ...no one to fill the silence , the emptiness - both outside and inside.
                                                         He longed for her touch , her sound, her rustling of his hair , their fights , those texts she left for him,   the endless dreams they knit , the laughs they shared and mostly, the feeling of knowing that she would be there waiting for his return everyday.
He cursed that afternoon he allowed her to drive alone.She wanted to bake his favorite cake, it was his birthday the next day! The department store was just a few miles away. She said it's a surprise and forbid him to accompany her . Tears clouded his eyes as he thought of the injustice - her loss , her life taken away from her for no fault of hers! Love was all that she had in mind . He knew he would have been her last thought when the truck smashed her car . He wondered if the drunk driver knew that it was someone's life , someone's love that was thrown off the bridge that day , all for a drink!! Was that a good enough justification??  ""NO"" - he shouted aloud!! .. She doesn't deserve this .. It wasn't her Fault !!!!" . He let his tears follow their will .He looked at the white lilies he bought for her - she had always loved them  . She said it reminds her of him, he never knew why .. he never asked her why .. now he wished he had. He wished he had told her more of how much she means to him . He wondered if she knew and he realized  that she would have known . She knew him more than he ever knew himself .
                 
                            He laid the flowers near her as he bend down and planted a kiss on her forehead . For a heartbeat of a  second he felt she whe would open her eyes with that smile she always had when he kissed her. He wished he could just stand there beside her forever. "It's time " -  they told him .He didn't want to witness it . After one last glance he turned, walking towards his home .. their home . He knew life isn't going to be the same,but he would move on .. he had to move on ... if not for him , for her!! ... He knew she would have wanted that as he also knew that now it's the only gift that he could ever give her ... his angel ...his love.

Shades of My Memory

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Amusing my mind,
my thoughts take flight..
They seek out  planes
of their own choice..
They speak in riddles,
probing me with questions..
gifting me back a glimpse
of  a long forgotten  life....

What shade is my memory?
 i smiled at my new quest..
will that be a  tint of gray or a vivid blue?
It ought to be a blue-
as deep as the seas..
as wide as the skies..
as missed as the drops of first rain
and as true as the  tears running down my cheeks-
their touch reminding me of  the truth in those moments,
of the pain some gifted and of the smiles some bestowed,
both speaks of a life.. a life  fully lived
with no regrets or decisions to be undone..

They seem to me a fluttering butterfly
so alluring.... yet so unattainable..
I try to hold on , lest they take leave-
to relish those moments , to remember their feel..
yet  i find some slipping away
like those loose sands held in hand..
lost to time..  lost from me,,


A song of solace reaches my heart..
their  farewell note , the softest whisper..
" memories are made , memories are lost..
be it moments of pain or the smiles bestowed,
 it is the people in them that matter the most"

Musings Over Hot Coffee

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If my life was an open book, I would be my most confused reader.
Many a time have I wondered at my extraordinary talent to land myself in totally impossible situations and my immense luck in gaining the most unexpected gifts from them,whether it be in the form of some really useful life lessons or some moments marked by hearty laughs or some truly great people who match my level of craziness ( not to forget an appreciable tolerance too!!). My life never stops to surprise me.
                                              Today sitting by my window , feeling the hot coffee mug held close, I couldn't help having a hearty laugh at the events happening in and around... coz how much ever I run, trip,duck or hide from the course of events, I inevitably end up surprised by the fact that all the way I have been running in circles.. And one way or the other I always end up being back to square one, be it in case of relationships or principles...And the things that have gone right , the people I  have around me as well as the thoughts that guide me are the ones that were my first choices...

                                               It's said that, you will always find success in everything you do for the first time.. Its called  ""The beginners luck"" ... Something that Life ( the most invincible gambler) plays in every new step you take .And may be it's also a way by which Life teaches us  or rather motivates us in its own way  to move on .. to  try things new..  to meet new people.. to create new situations.. to touch new lives... rebuild broken relations...forgive someone .. forget some thoughts...  and most importantly to keep hopes alive & to  keep dreaming coz  "hopes" and "dreams" are two elixirs that keep your heart glowing with the courage to embrace life  with all its twists and twirls - all the while never stopping to fall in love with it  at every turn.