The last rays of sun displayed a myriad of emotions on her face. She had revisited her past again. Laying her heart and soul bare to a man who was still a little stranger to her. She believed again that love wasn’t made for her. Next to her, the stranger couldn’t help himself falling in love with her. His knees got weak every time her words struck a chord with his heart beat. In that moment, he knew the destiny have played its card well.
A hand for support.
A smile for unspoken words.
A gesture for time lapse.
A silent for a pause.
And the ever changing colour of in-between.
The dancing sunrays and rain,
A rainbow it seems.
Meeting and union,
Orange dusk, tinted blue sky and shadowed mountains.
There was unsaid care that lifted the veil.
The path appeared oh! so clear.
An imperfectly perfect evening!
The next day she boarded the sumo to go to another town. She was yet unaware about the feelings. But a smile lingered on whenever the breeze caressed her cheeks and she remembered how he had held her hand and she had felt home at that moment. She opened her phone and rechecked the message. He had said he would miss her there. She smiled internally because even she knew that she would miss his company too.
The day with the usual chores was now tainted with missing her now and then. Everything seem to be happening at the speed of lightning bolt for him. Yet he wanted to dip in every feeling of it. It was very raw in its form but it was unmistakeably there in his heart. He was in love again after all these years of being single. But the more he tries to see pass her she brought out a whole new persona.
That night as they chatted for a long time her heart melted little more for him. But she decided to let him know what was her world like. So, she wrote another poem again. It was dark but it had a gravity of truth in it.
I have a burnt and disfigured heart,
I have a dark soul,
I feed on the greys and blues.
Can I tell you a secret?
A secret that always was there for the one.
Are you the one?
My own knight in a shining armour,
My soul’s another piece of body,
Coz I have been waiting for you.
I can lay my soul bare,
I can put my guards down,
Coz you see,
I still have a child inside.
She still loves wholeheartedly.
She still believes in fairy tales.
Just waiting for that one hand to hold;
Just to fly once again.
Coz she has a dream:
A dream to be her,
Yet be the one for him – the one!
Coz you see,
I don’t wish to be your first,
I don’t wish to be your last,
I just want to be The One!
He was scared yet he could find that she was vulnerable too. He had made the decision a long time back without even his own knowledge. He wanted to be the one.
“Will you marry me?”
She was surprised. She was shock. But she believed that it was a joke. He let it be a joke for now. The feelings swing from one end to the other and he kept moving along. He kept updating a little more about himself to her and at the same time tried to delve more into her heart. Guarded though she was yet she wasn’t unwilling anymore to let him peep inside her heart.
23 days later..
She was upset because the demons inside her made her grumpy with him. She was upset because she couldn’t string the words together to make things easier with him. She was upset of all because she was unappreciative of the love that he was showering on her.
He was fighting his own demons too. The life he had lead so far wasn’t that easy to be shaken off for something new. But he was willing to trade it too. He loves her and he knew that she loves him too. They just needed some time together and a little discussion to sort out everything.
She finally managed to tame her demon and reached out to him. She asked him out.
They sat watching the sun setting in the far horizon. Another twilight they were spending together. But first Valentine day that they have as a couple after he expressed his feelings to her one fine morning message 24 days back on the phone.
“I love you, baby!”
“I love you, darling!”
She pulled his nose and kiss his cheeks. She smiles at him and sang another poem that she had written long time back for him.
Blues comes once a while.
Oh! it comes in its own shade
And it comes in different faces.
She drifts off in it at times.
But know this:
She has a stitched heart still,
Damaged yet beating;
Beating and loving only you.
Spring is around the corner;
Hold her hand and take her along,
Coz love blossoms when you are with her,
She knows it now.
Every moment that is being etched,
Every twilight with its warm,
Warm that keeps her alive
Making her love you more.
Red, yellow flowers tantalize.
Smile that it brings in,
She sees it clear now.
Time taken yet made beautiful,
Ah! Hands entwined to each other,
Head leaned on your shoulder,
Another twilight of her life.
Yet this time eyes brim with love like never before!
He took her hand and kissed it one last time as they head down the hill to his car. It was time to go home. This valentine would be forever engraved in their life just like the other one though at that moment none of them knew what lay ahead for them. But both of them knew that their love is profound and all it need was proper love and care and all the world’s time.
Darkness engulfed everything yet the last amber, their love shines like a tiny ball of fire. Hands entwined and an occasional kiss sealed their fate. Spring bloomed again in their garden of soul.