That Dream.

Define peaceful.

Where the world doesnt bother me. 

Where my work is in my home. 

Where i dont need to worry about anything.

Where my love holds my hand day and night.

Where good is good, bad is bad. Right is right, wrong is right.

Where no one is loud.

Where we walk to the sunday bazar, to pick the fresh fish and a loaf of bread. Walk down and people say, Bongiorno... come stai? Andiamo.

Where theres a spot by the lake, where we snack every night.

Everyone knows everyone.

Bonfire. No worries. Light music.

No waves on the lake.

You know whose face i see when i imagine all of this? My lady.

The walls are beautiful.

The houses are painted in subtle colours.

The mosque is around the corner.

And butchers bring halal meat for you.

The roads are not tarmac, bricks laid 100 years ago.

The car doesnt need A/C.

The people dont quarrel.

The money is not a problem.

Slipper or no slippers, the ground is yours. The world feels fresher.

Where there are farms of strawberries.

Cheesemakers.

I love everything about a place like this.

Tourists come. And you invite them over. Listen to their stories. Tell them our stories. How we started, How we got here. And look at each other with love in our eyes. Smile on our faces.

Where big is not important, cozy is important.

Where people dont compete with each other. Everyone is just content.

A funeral is attended by the whole town.

A wedding is attended by the whole town.

Where the streets are safe.

Where the lights are from the dam nearby.

No bills.

Where there are water springs nearby. Drink from it, feel youthful. You live longer this way, you age slower. Worries wrinkle your face. 

Humidity is low, the hair doesnt mess up.

Sunlight is mild, the face doesnt tan.

The temperature is cool, the socks dont stink.

In the 2 bedroom apartment, On the 1st floor. Luxury is redefined. Electronic fireplace. 60" tv. Ipad connected home. Surveillance. Mahogany wood furniture. Horseskin carpets. LED mood lights. Wall mounted entertainment system. 16 speaker surround sound. Electronic kitchen. No gas. Smooth and silent cabinets. Premium cutlery. Premium china. High sofas. Handmade. Hand carved. Thick throws. Bunny slippers. One wall full glass. Electronic drapes. Teakwood workstation. Bathtub in the middle of the bathroom. Not oval, round. For two people. With bubble makers and Grohe rain showers. With mirrors there too. 

Jab lene ajaun, tho chali ana mere saath.

Ravaged

I was flying high up in the blue sky,

Living in a world of dreams.

When the wind laid me peacefully,

Into your arms of dark wood.

And there I was, 

finally complete,

In our blissful world

Of peace and soulful comfort.

But then they came,

And tried to snatch me away from you.

Tearing me apart,

Leaving scars just as deep too.

I hung spent,

Holding on to you with just a thread,

Torn into shreds,

Ravaged beyond recognition,

Just another piece of memory.

Hanging on.

Praying on.

Carrying on.

Beautiful Storm

Tonight, after a very long time, I could put my pen down and smear my emotions on to paper. Tonight, I feel like I'm overwhelmed with waves of sadness crashing on to my weak wall of sanity. Tonight, I want you to come save me from this flood of pity that threatens to drown me once again. All over again.

Sometimes, somehow things don't work out the way you want it to. Maybe this feeling of insecurity that has grown inside of me has pushed down all my strength around me, leaving me bare to face the evil closing in. But how did that insecurity get there in the first place? Is it the lack of love? Is it the lack of respect? Or is it the lack of attention? Or is it just me? How can a person change so much over just a short period of time? As much as I try to be myself, my insecurities has me flattened to the ground. My nose to the lowest levels of earth. And the force pushing me down does not lighten it's strong hold on me.

How do you judge me so easily? How can you ask me to be myself when I keep losing her in the midst of fighting for stability? No it's not a fight. And no I am not fighting. It's a freakin' war. And I am battling. Then don't tell me to be myself, when I have seen mutilated bodies strewn all around me in the wake of rising dust.

As much as I want to grab on to this sane part of me from walking away, I can't. You have to accept me as this raging tornado, or leave me to my own destruction then. Because this is what I am. A beautiful storm. I can be just a sight passing by peacefully for once, or I can be the dark thunder that strikes you blind. But a storm is all about dark destruction, and that's what I have become.

Some people make you beautiful. They believe in you, they believe what's inside you. And only that pulls your hope-to-survive higher than ever. You are my ray of sunlight, that dries up the fallen raindrops, pooling into deep scarring puddles. You are my ray of hope, that brightens up my doomed darkness. You are my breath of fresh air, that disperses this anger. 

You are the calm to my raging storm. 

Love has me Smitten.

Some ways of life baffles you into confusion. Some laws deflect into a complete unexpected manner. Some people just become a part of you and that's it. 

Somehow, somewhere I bumped into you and I forgot about everything else. I forgot what road I was walking on, I forgot what life achievements I was aiming for. I forgot why I had existed. If I had existed at all. 

I took your hand and my blood coursed through your veins. Your heat warmed up my body. My thoughts ran through your mind. And your rapid heart beats were heard by me.

I looked into your eyes, and for a moment I couldn't see anything there. It scared me. Because I was so used to the power of reading everyone's mind, it left me scattered. But then you kissed me and the world bloomed like that one perfect rose. I fell into the depths of your need and your wants. And drowned into the sweetness of your soft lips that sucked the soul out of my limp body.

I didn't know I had lost my heart for good at that point. I couldn't recognize the signs of true love that had so blantly stared at me for years. 

There is true love in this world. And it doesn't have to be in the form of a perfect person, with perfect attributes, at the perfect time, in the perfect way. No. It may come in the form of the most unlikely person and the most inappropriate time ever. But you have to give your heart enough freedom to recognize it, enough strength to hold on to it and enjoy love to mould and cherish it into something so beautiful. 

Love had me smitten. Love had me restless. Love had me realize why the bad happened to me and why I had to wait this long. Love completed me. Love left me yearning for you all day long. Love had me sigh in your arms at night. Love gave way to vivid imagination and lucid dreaming. Love gave me the strength to fight back. And it's love that will take me to you forever, once again. 

Infinity

I can't even begin to tell you how much I love you. When you look at me with those ever knowing eyes. When you caress me with your words. Lightly. Softly. Talking to yourself. Thinking out loud. Every word is like a petal that falls softly on my heart, till it drowns in the incense of your love. 

All my senses have ceased to work. For my heart has taken complete control over my body. I speak to you in my mind, day in, day out. I listen to your songs, immersed in your dreams. I smell your fragrance from the one small token of love you left with me. I look through your pictures, studying every detail of it till it is carved in my brain. And I taste you, every night before I close my eyes to a night of you in my mind once again. 

Never has love been as grand. No poet or writer can ever decipher what we have between us. For it is the strongest, and most beautiful thing to have ever touched the earth. The heavens are astounded by it. And the stars above wish on it. The purity of it is more than the foamy waterfalls from melted ice caps. The strength it bond us with is more than the strongest steel. And the beauty is so much more than all the heavens combined. For it has been left as an example for lovers to believe in. 

Our love is what this universe is all about. About why the sun stands still and the earth revolves around it. About why a small bee sucks nectar off a beautiful flower. About why a child goes running into a mothers arms. It is the living proof of why two people across oceans can be closer than a breath apart. About why i could feel your touch on my body without you raising your finger. About how my eyes close every night as you drift off to sleep.

Our love, outlives all. 

For eternity. 

Infinity.