Skip to main content

The Mystic Mist: When Souls Weep!


She was standing in the corner while I was leaving the cubicle and going to my home, FOREVER! Nothing had changed between us, except her glance at me that was screaming aloud, “Please don’t leave me alone!” All I could do is, just see! All our memories that we spent together were flashing in front of my eyes like a Time-lapse and her eyes got wet in an instance. I dropped my bags and tried to embrace her in my arms, but she had drawn a line so thick that I was honestly out of her view. She was expecting a rose to blossom on a dry and futile soil by watering it with her tears, but roses didn’t bloom with the colors of love! It grew nostalgic in her memories and she kept his garden of memories alive, with her sweetness all around!

Everyday, the roses were of different colors. Someday they grew in red when he missed her and cried the invisible tears; someday, they grew green when the reminisced the luscious memories he had with her; and someday the roses turned brutally black when he dreamt of her being distanced from him! Nobody knew how the garden was so lush and occupied all the time. Only thing the passersby saw was, the garden was getting attractive. It was once a barren land and not even a fly wandered around now had honey bees humming all over!

I was not in a condition to leave, but I was not in a condition to live either! Life without her was something I’d never imagined I’d be living it someday! I was anyway departed and all I had with me, was my bunch of crazy notes in my notepad, that she loved everytime I doodled, a handful of diaries which had my life’s story in it, and a heart full of her love and longing which will last in me as long as my soul has a heart and the conscience to love God! All that she wanted was me, to be so close to her that, she could see me with her eyes closed and now I am living like a King of her dreams! I do not know where her palace is and what she does daily to keep her smile alive on her face. All that I know is, there is always a mystic mist in her eyes everytime I see her smiling! I wish it is a joyful moisture and I pray God to keep us blessed with the love for each other till His daylight ends!

Comments

northenlights said…
You were right, those who learn it, dont pass! Those who pass, almost always copy (are fake). I will always bless you that you find her soon. She's gonna be one lucky gal....with lots of love from her soulmate...just like I am blessed!

Popular posts from this blog

Waiting for a miracle

The mirage isn’t real, the moon isn’t near, the hope, probably feeble, and life, certainly terse. A verse, has to be written to tell a story. Because this fairy tale, is getting gory. You wished for a smile, and walked through the isle, you wished for the reveries to come true. A fine friend, you expected. A flawed foe, and a marred knot, you got. While I hopefully craved for the dawn, you eclipsed into despair with a resentful scorn. Emotions began to take turns on the weighing scale. My pains versus yours, versus our trust getting frail. Giving up may not be your forte, and winning may not be mine. Deprived and devoid of love, we live together, waiting for tides to change, waiting for a sign from Above, waiting for the impossible, waiting for a miracle.

Where’s the Middle Ground?

If you are a middle-class man and married recently, there must be an incessant turmoil going on in your mind. You must be thinking, “why me?” There were times when nobody cared what you did, or said. But now, after you are married, everyone questions your decisions and actions (even inactions). You are blamed for posing a “changed” (read,  spoilt ) behaviour and it is basically not you – it's because of YOUR WIFE, who has drastically changed you as per her convenience and necessities, just because you are like clay in your thirties. Anybody can manipulate you and make you their slave, right? That’s the intention of every marriage – to enslave all of “Man” kind. The mother-sister combo tries that for a particular period with all their love. To some extent they succeed without any resistance from you. Because, you too love them back equally for everything they did to you, right from your birth till your marriage. Now that you have become their most prized possession, it is nearl...

What are you?