episode TWO -- touched by the charm of unsaid conjecture : my heart will never stop, it'll go on ......//

“I'm so tired of being here, suppressed by all my childish fears;

And if you have to leave, I wish that you would just leave

Your presence still lingers here and it won't leave me alone-

These wounds won't seem to heal; this pain is just too real

there’s just too much that time cannot erase....”

But there’s none to wipe away his tears, they have been unheeded, dried over the years. Some tears are still warm, rolling down the cliff of uncertainty; buffering the sacrifice, the commitment that Adam had to take upon to be true to his love.

The sweetest feeling, the strongest emotion that a person can have turned Adam’s life off; all his aspirations, efforts and optimism surrounding her. His hopes are fabricated at her unfurled decision, hovering over Adam’s luck. Adam has very few events in his life which would be considered as lucky because he doesn’t believe in luck. He believes luck is constructed, not taken as granted. Still his luck strays to the horizon and smirks, as he pounds his heart against the thorny road to his destiny, praying silently for a positive outcome.

"Everything i do, i do it for u" ... B.A.

Adam hasn’t ever felt for another girl in his life, his faith and loyalty prick his conscience every time he thinks of it - he doesn’t believe in that ctrl+z is always yielding and forgiving. Adam loves her unconditionally, and he has proved it a million times to her. No wonder he is obliged to every other girl he has come across for being his sister; a closed book of secrets, Adam is extremely benevolent and caring to all his friends and well-wishers. Adam has left no stone unturned, scrutinised every prospect in life which should be taken care of, whilst his love has been taking a fatal conformation.

She is very practical and caring too. Her charms have fascinated Adam, right from the school days; their immature dreams and infatuations have already mellowed to their established forms. She believes in luck though, it has brought about marvels and plenteous sweet surprises in her life. She is blessed with a happy career and copious circles of friends. She can endear anyone by her compassionate and affable nature. Her nature also imitates Adam’s outlook in a lot of aspects. She claims to celebrate her birthday on different dates every year! But for Adam she has birthdays multiple times every year; once her heart blossoms and then her mind, body and soul take birth in sequence. Her spoken words appeal to him; he holds and feels her essence in every piece of her written scripts. Nothing in the world can beat the toughness of his mental strength and composure; except anything that disturbs her, makes her feel uncozy. All these days, no matter what occurs around him, he’d never shed a drop of tear off his eyes. But she makes him whimper upon the hangover, right like a baby. She is his weakness, she is his dream and she is the fantasy in it.

"My Immortal" ... Evan.

She plays with his heart whenever, however she can because it’s her property now, given away to her by Adam amid the mist of a secret obsession, the crave for her possession, a means of his existence. Her sweetness and innocence amaze him. She is his hope, his inspiration, his better half and he can perform things thinking of her which he couldn’t have done otherwise.

Adam can’t bear tears in her eyes. Her pain, in any form, brings about his heart to bleed. He wants to call her up and hang on for hours on the telephone, but the materialisation around them arrests him, reminds him of a promise he had made to himself in his sub-conscious mind - he will propose her when the whole world will value their love, not solely in the eyes of empathizers, but in the sense of common men; the society around them will concede them as concurrent beings concerted by their faith, belief and eternal glory of love!

Now Adam has waited six years envisaging her arms in his, stood the invaluable test of these times. A single ‘yes’ will bring upon scores of happiness in his life, a queer feeling of complacence will fill his soul, arising from an ecstatic alacrity of delight and success. Nonetheless, he is still hoping, much against hope, fingers crossed, for his eager enthusiasm won’t die out over the twilight of his life. He is patient, composed and his humane is helping him maintain his optimism. Even if it’s one-sided, six longs years haven’t made his passion of love peter out for his sweetheart; it is in its best pristine form ever since he had feelings for her. Adam dreams they live happily ever after in the tryst of heaven and other foreseers feel j of their coherence.

"My Heart Will Go On" ... C.D.

I hope the next birth Adam doesn’t have such a heart of fur or wool or sponge, rather he’d have a heart of stone so that he cannot love anyone so blindfolded and selflessly... So that no one can victimise and con him of counterfeit feelings and emotions. If Adam can’t get her love, he will live with her memories and die with her memories. Adam’s flames of adulation and passionate love will always wait for her pair of hands to embrace it and ablaze it in her heart for the rest of his life .......... :’( ............ {Adam=me}

pART III-- {yet to be discovered}