Thursday, 12 February 2015

Our First Encounter

Today i met him for the first time. He was passing like a breeze and there i was sitting thinking how could my imagination get a life. He was the person i had dreamed about, desired with my whole well being. I was not even sure, that he existed at all. But there he was, so near to yet so far from me. I was bounded by society, Parents, Office Decorum.

He was introduced to me the same day. I tried to reason with my heart, he is not ours.
He could be having a wife or a girlfriend. My heart also seemed to accept the arguments. But i did not knew that our path will cross daily. He would pass by my side, i would become flustered. I would start having palpitations, flushed cheeks.

For the first time in my life i started blushing. I was a tomboy, but for him i wanted to dress. But it seemed he was completely unaware of me. He would talk to everyone but me. He would smile at everyone but me.

One day i came to know that he has a girlfriend. That day for the first time, i understood the meaning of jealousy, hopelessness.

I wanted him to be happy in his life. I ranted at God for days. I could not understand why God would do this. if he was not meant to be mine, why even bring him in my life?
But as usual God gave me no answers.

As the day passed by i would see him,sometimes once a day, sometimes many times. I was satisfied with sharing the air he breathed.

Was the life satisfied with this?

No...

I wish i could put a spell on you,
Coz i think you are mine,

You know i love you,
I am your right now,

There are things about you,
That i don't like,
But i still think about you,
Dream about you, Talk about you,

You may like to avoid me,
but i could not forget you,

Whenever i think about you,
my whole day brightens,

Whenever i think you belonged,
To someone before me,
I start feeling depressed.

I don't like the power you have over me,
I don't like that you can make me happy,
Just by being there,


I don't like that when you are not there,
I don't like it that you talk to everyone but me,


I don't like that you loved many,
but dont even talk to me.

i dont like when people talk,
bad about you and i can't defend you,
Or people will guess my feelings for you.

But at the same time, You make me sane,
You take away the pain,

You make me want to take care off of things,
Whenever i see you, i just want to hug you,
kiss you.


I want to cuddle you,
Sleep with you, dream with you,
have children with you,
Nurture them, love them,
Grow old with you.