You. Yes, you!

Are you sure or certain about where are we going? You sure, Nikhil? Someone whispered. Don’t guess who but feel. We live our lives looking at life through the window. Isn’t it? A reflection of everything we want to be, everything we want to achieve and all we see is a haphazard or a straight road ahead. We are never certain about the second to come, let the three decades to pass. But, looking through the window, through those uncertainties, we learn to live our lives in undying hope. I think so? Maybe you too. Embedded in those uncertainties is the fear of things going wrong, of not earning worth the hours you toiled everyday, fear of meeting failures. You fight through the bad days to earn the best days of life. I did. I can tell you that.

A bit, nostalgic of the past you lost, certainties about the future to come, paused momentarily in the present.
Embrace those uncertainties, I say. Title your chapters your way and give the name of your book by yourself. You’ll see a better and more lovable you. I had my favourite chocolate and tasted the sweetness of your and my thoughts with a positive connect. But, who brought the chocolate? 😉

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In between the pages

In between the pages of book, lying down at one corner of the bed, I heard some thunderstorms. Yes, it was already quarter to one. I could hear the rain drops. Sometimes, these rain drops try to speak a lot, maybe either I should go to sleep or hear them out. They might want to share something, my subconscious mind said. I was all ears for the latter. I was on page 38, you could get some idea of her birthday date by adding or subtracting few numbers to the page. There was a WhatsApp message; I read it a bit late when I crossed the 53rd page.

Are you awake? That read.

Yes, I am.

Silence

. . . . .

I started with the 54th page and sometime later there was another mesaage, Want to speak?

I am in the middle of a very interesting plot, the climax.

I’ll wait.

It’ll take time and I can sleep with the book on my chest. Kindly, have a good sleep.

I want to discuss a book or maybe something else.

And, may I ask what would that be?

Silence.

. . . . .

Started again with the book, it’s two in the morning now. I was getting sleep but I thought I’ll drop a message that we’ll discuss it tomorrow. I texted her back.

1 minute. I am calling. Let me hear you.

Okay.

We were on call but there were no talks. It feels like we are listening to our breaths?

A sweet giggle.

Okay, you should sleep now. Wait, I said…

. . . . . . Do you still want more breaths to be heard along with the rain droplets and the sweet winds?

Maybe yes. Or maybe no. I don’t feel the wind.

I’ll try to make it more lighter than my breath to make you feel more and understand the aura of wind and the sweetness it carries.

That would be more than beautiful. But, wait, my ♥️ getting more beats. Are you trying to transfer some of the excitement too? I asked.

A whispering smile with a sign of a YES.

Let’s sleep now. It’s near to 3 AM. ‘Night

Its been a rainy day throughout the day and there were guests pouring up too. Got some dishes and sweets ready and was having a conversation with them. A text, can you come over?

Now? I asked.

Yes.

I am with the guests and I got work to do.

I got your favourite book, I’ll read it for you.

Okay. I’ll see you in 35 minutes.

♥️

I smiled and took a leave from the guest place and the conversation and promised to join after a few hours. Yes, they’d a plan to stay over.

**Dinggggg** the door bell rang. She greeted with a warm welcome with some tea and pakoras (inflated potato chips here)

You want to leave early? She asked.

Yes.

Looked into my eyes and asked with the help of her blinking eyelashes, do you?

*Numb*

Smiled and got the book. Do you want to come over to my room? Or sofa is comfortable?

Sofa is fine.

But, I want to read it staying very close to you.

Would you be able to read the whole book, I mean 340 pages.

Count on my breaths, darling.

I felt the warmth, I missed. Can we try finishing the book with the same warmth?

My room maybe?

**Numb**

You want to say something, she prompted.

Nothing. The warmth, the pure soul, non altruistic approach, the proper touch was missing for quite sometime and different thoughts ran through the nerves of my mind. True people exists with a proper meaning and pure soul, the mind gave a hint. But, doing good to others is what I believe.

She replied, remember, when people act shady, betray your trust, have double faces just allow them to do so. Their choices are a direct reflection of who they are, not who you are. Don’t ever sink to their level.

Soon after, held my hands. Looked into my eyes…

And?

The pages continued…

PS: The inverter was on and it made a beep sound. It was charged? Isn’t it? 😉

The Thread

A true relationship is two unperfect couple refusing to give up on each other.

Life is not being famous, rich, popular or perfect. It is about how real you are, humble, loyal and kind.

Rest everything comes cooked up and more pretending with a fake face and dubious personality containing various lies.

Similarly, go for an exercise daily. 😉

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What do you seek?

During childhood, we used to hear out many stories related to what our future love should be. We used to imagine how our soulmate should look like (for girls, tall and handsome etc. and for boys, sweet and good looking doll), s/he should do this and that for me, maybe getting the star or moon, or should be like a fairy or a king, and many other beautiful things that can be imagined. It’s so beautiful to rethink all of the set parameters or checks we had since childhood.

As we grow up, we shift to different set of checks and try to modify our type of love with the ‘type of soulmate’ we want. We get more clarity that we shouldn’t depend on physical characteristics of a person whether s/he is tall or short, fat or slim, we shouldn’t see the colour trait of a person, we shouldn’t go with a biased opinion of a ‘yes’ to a complete person with all checks as described above and many other things. In a nutshell, we get more clear on our thoughts and more clear of what we want from the other person. In between all of these, if we don’t get our ‘set parameter’ checked person for the time being, and get only a person who actually loves you but doesn’t fall in your checklist of ‘tall/handsome, sweet doll/cute , a king/queen etc.’, we shouldn’t break his or her 💓, we shouldn’t play with his/her emotions, we shouldn’t make false promises, we shouldn’t cheat/betray on him/her. By, just being selfish and getting away from the person who gave his/her heart to you just by giving reasons which can’t be relished (because, now you have someone else close to your checklist) and doesn’t make you a ‘good’ person with a ‘good’ soul. It directly means, tomorrow, if you see another one more close to your checklist, you’ll again switch. Do you think you can be called as ‘person’ even? Maybe, No. So what do you seek? Maybe a programmable machine who behaves the way you want, as you have no love/emotions/respect for the other person. It’s good to be alone sometimes rather than being with a fake person. Everyone has a heart and a beautiful soul, we should respect that!

We should always clear it out what we want from the person who is in our life until it’s very late (as the other person already built up high emotions and love for you). In my opinion and thoughts, we should always see the soul of a person, the love, his/her behaviour towards you and others, who has emotions filled as that would lead to emotional learning between two of us, more respect, kindness and truthfulness and other things comes secondary. Period. This would not only get you a person who actually loves you with all his/her soul but would also teach you several beautiful dimensions of life and its beauty which would be led by both.

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The ‘Us’ Connect

It was a rainy day when I first saw you,

I was wishing for a day just to receive a message from you,

With no connects just to hoping the best,

There was a lucky day when my wish came true and I was at rest.

Holding the wish, I prayed to God,

Never make us fall apart was my chord,

Happy with the chord we both went to the lord,

Who knew that would become a difficult sword.

With every star, again I made a wish,

To cure everything with a 💓 kiss,

We are sure we would fill this jar again with love,

Tells her elephant with a smiling tusk.

She holds her favorite teddy brown and white,

And, wants us to be bonded tight

We oath that we would never let this happen,

With open arms, I, want to make ‘us’ happen.

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