in this beautiful world...



It perched there…at the nook of her eye…silent and snug…

As she closed her eyes, it rolled down her cheek, the left one…

A transparent priceless pearl it was…

I stood there, right in front of her, staring at her face…

Neither did she say anything nor did I…

I grinned at her and she reciprocated either way…

Her brow rose only to thaw as I indicated the few extra pounds that she had managed to put on…

She playfully indicated the relative emaciation of me that I did shrug off…

She held her hand out over my head and gave a slight dab before I said,

” maa,tumari bahut yaad ayi…”

She smiled back at me and said,

” haan, tabhi to tu 6 mahine nai aya…”

A tear rolled down my eye and I embraced her as if I were a small child.

Never had been a conversation so complete…all I wanted was to keep staring at her sweet chubby face, till eternity…
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Two days I spent in the shade of impeccable love…
These two days stripped me of my obsession for black (clothes), though not by choice but for love…
These two days refurbished the positivity of my blood (though only for a day), which if not by wont but at least by name happens to be ‘be positive’ …
These two days brought back the freedom of being a kid… (Deep thought…try to decipher)
These two days brought me a few (in households like ours, ‘few’ means half a dozen) new t-shirts… (None being black though)
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Ahh…How good it feels to be loved…


P.S. – If only…