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Treacherous Love.

He promised me he’d forever be mine

Giving me no reason to think, to my face he’d lie,

He sealed his promise with a chaste kiss

Deceiving me into believing for an eternal bliss.

 

He didn’t leave me of his own accord

Only- death did us sorrowfully apart,

But in him, I lost my partner in crime

And with him, I lost my reason to smile.

 

Now, when old age has befriended me

With ‘lack’ of all kinds seeping in,

Teeth, taste, ability to walk; hear

Wanting, patiently for my heart to tear.

 

Time and loneliness has started eating me alive

With my body withered, no one cares for my hidden vice,

And despite the lineage of children and grandchildren

No one deciphers the secluded nausea, building in.

 

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Couple Goals!

People around me often admonish me for cringing and cribbing at those who are always into “couple goals.” I refer to those people who always have to wear matching dresses, ALWAYS, always have to do every single thing together, those who are constantly updating and publicizing their personal life on social media, I mean you don’t have to tell everyone about your 4 month and 29 days togetherness! Okay, even if you want to and even if you do, I am no one to judge you, but still you might want to leave those who don’t care about this. I don’t really mind what these people do, but sometimes, I get a lot irritated, and my friends do give me a long talk on that! May be I am completely wrong to judge these people, I think I am. I mean who am I to judge someone who feels completely liberated even when being with the same person 24*7, it might be too much for me, but not for others.

Okay now, I am digressing! You get the point, about whom I am talking. And you also get that I am frowned upon when I cringe and make faces at these too sweet couples.

But my point is, I have been noticing some of these couples and I have a very weird realization. Recently I had a feeling about a couple that I know, that they seem to look alike, so alike that for a second you’d believe them to be siblings.

What next? I did meet two people recently whom I thought to be brother and sister. But in actuality, they were a couple. It’s only good that I did not mouth my thoughts louder. But the similarities were striking!

And from there started a variety of thoughts and observations. And the more I observed the more I realized that some couples did look a lot alike! Not all, definitely not all, but some couples that I know, who have been together for a long period of time, did look so alike. It was a little bizarre to me. I mean matching dresses, similar phones, and similar profile photos weren’t enough or what? That you’d had to go and look spitting images of each other too? Okay I know this went a little too far. I am just kidding. This looking alike thing was kind of cute may be? Uuuuummmm. But as I said who am I to judge? 😉

But is it only me, or any of you think so too? Do you guys notice such couples, or is it just my mind cooking?

PS: My couple goal is simple. I want to be crazy, just as crazy as I am, but this time, it’s with him!

And that’s how …#8

Mr. R’s place has always been fun, simple and yet soothing to stay. I never feel that I am at someone else’ place. And this time was no different.

 

The morning was the most lethargic time of the day here. The tiredness of all these days was drenched out from our body after a long sleep. It was our last holiday day together. At least with Mr. R and my brother. so till afternoon we did all the preparation and then the entire day was all to ourselves.

 

Instead of going out, we stayed home and decided to bring back the old days. You know what we did? We played games which we used to do as children. We played musical chair, hide and seek and what not. We had fun the type that no one can explain, and laughed till our face and jaws ached.

 

We thought we’d doze off around midnight, but nothing ever planned goes with us. We talked and gossiped till late in the night, we had unlimited fun. We danced, played, and ate in the middle of the night, till early morning. And we slept in the morning at 6.

 

The amount of fun was simply incredible. And that’s how the last day ended with all of us together.

Absence

She always slept on her side of the bed, it never occurred to her to apprehend the whole bed. How could she? It was his and will always be.

Lying on the bed she turned to his side smiling at the fluffed up pillow as if he was there with her. He always liked it fluffed. She remembered how he would crib if ever his pillow was not done. Smiling at the thought she caressed the silk sheets as if it was his stomach. He had always liked her tease tickling not to forget they were his favourite sheets. She had grown to love them. How could she not? They were beautiful, just like him.

A drop of tear rolled from her eyes and she wiped it off just in time when her husband came. He slept on the other corner leaving the mid bed empty. He touched her hands with all the warmth and love that he could muster despite the loss and smiled at her. She knew it wasn’t real he was faking smiles too.  But what else could they do? He would not come back. They knew it. He was just five years old and they had lost him forever. They both deemed themselves to be guilty of the mishap. But it wasn’t the truth. It was an accident and now all they could do was fight the time together.

His absence was killing them. Hand in hand they dozed off with dreams of a son they had a beautiful life with.