Letting go...

Sometimes the best way to stay in a romance is letting go of it, when the time comes. Through many twists and turns in one's life, when you come across a feeling that is way different from what you have felt so far..its but natural to hold on to it.The comfort in knowing that there was indeed a true soul-mate born for you is one of sheer ecstacy. Its like an addiction. You know it can be potent, but yet you cannot let it go. You want it so close to you at all times, that you can hear it breathe on you. You want to hold it close to you, closer to your body..at all times. But its like a virus. Or maybe a an ecstacy drug. Letting go of such intense feelings of passion can be the most difficult task ever, but like two clouds parting silently..after having travelled a few miles together..and must let go.Not everyone in the world can be together, no matter how much you want it.

Its a different journey. One which requires the highest levels of self-control and the conscience to carry out what your heart doesnt permit you to do.

But the journey must be made. In order to make peace with reality. In order to allow vents and vaccums to be filled in ,in a proper way. In order not to fall in love with somebody so much that it starts hurting. The worst probably is when, this truth dawns on the two seperate souls at seperate times. The manisfestation of that conscious effort to pull away is what is the most hurting to the other,becauae the other hasnt yet realised, why such should happen. But there isn't a way around this. Its bound to happen this way. Like all other feelings , the one of hurt will have its say in the whole scheme of things. But then again,that too shall pass.

Amen.

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Pure Magic

He did not know I would be there,but I did..I knew this would be where he would eventually turn up!

So, I took a chance and planned it in such a way that he bumps into me ..thinking it was an accident..

He did. At the corner of a winding staircase. He was in his checkered knee-length shorts and a collared white tee..bright mischieveous ,yet intense eyes,a slightly unkept hair..a few strands on his forehead,the kinds that loom when you have just had a haircut, a little unshaven..wearing that smile which melts my heart. I could take in the whiff of his fresh,Mediterranean perfume...and there he was..looking as cute and sexy that I knew him to be!

The moment was as magical as I had expected it to be...! He was amused..caught unawares and was brimming with happiness, as he read that ping on his blackberry enabled google-talk, that I had sent him-"Love,can you stop where you are for a moment and look upwards-towards the third floor?'. He did.

"Hey there..surprised?", said me, as I climbed down the stars that came down from the third to the second floor of the building. I squeezed in a very tight hug..smelt the freshness from behind his ears and the nape of his neck..and almost did not want to let him go. Neither did he. We held on. For quite a few minutes. Prolonged..the way we wanted our first hug to be when we meet!

I dont remember what happened in between this moment and the time, when I had to leave...

All I recollect is, him holding my hand,looking deep into my eyes.. and telling me " Will I ever be able to feel this way for anyone else ever..? I know this is not love,the way I know it..but this undescribeable feeling when I am with you is magical...and I wish this could last forever."

I woke up. It was 7.30AM. A light breeze from the window on my left greeted me, and brought in a wayside strand of hair on my eyes..I gently flicked it off..and sat up..with a smile on my face :)

Amen!