Lovesongs

I had fallen in love,once upon a time.

When that happens, cliched that it may sound,everything around you becomes sweet and tolerable.The wind that brushes against your face, convey messages untold. The road that you walk on seems to be strewn with pink roses and white orchids. The song that you hear on the radio seems to be written especially for you. And so the saga continues...

Many moons and relationships later, I stumbled on a old bunch of emails that both of us had written to each other. I could not help but smile.Its funny, how irrespective of your age, you behave like school-kids, when you love. The same cajoling,the same childish-temper,the same bribes work magic!The same games, and similar rewards :) There are 'score-cards' maintained,and 'interests' that are payable!There are 'reciprocations' for an action and verbose 'rainbows' that often colour grey skies..

There were moments. Teal moments of jealousy. Pink moments of a blush,prussian and magenta moments of seduction,and ochre moments of glum.All a part of the package...

Now is a different time.The colours have become disinterested and rusty. Immune,too at times.But whenever an auburn leaf falls on a rain drenched road,whenever I smell beef kaati rolls, whenever there is a familiar tune being hummed,whenever there are 'framed' moons in between bald dusky branches,whenever the beams of the lighthouse caress the night horizon and... whenever there are 'momemts'...I still steal a smile...