For twas not into my ear you had whispered, but into my heart... twas not my lips you have kissed, but my soul . . .
as it is I said its just not the day before or the day later or 'today' that means loving with some 'more' zeal than the rest of the days...but it's been an addiction to me every single day to love you more and more and more . . .
Its just that someone called Saint Valentine was there that I am merely taking this opportunuity to present my thoughts and a part of the reality, in a much 'organised' manner...
Dear Madhumita, I have not written any love letter to you ever since we have met till now, still can you say how you understand all the words that my letters could have contained ?
I had all the plastic pleasures before you were a part of my life... all the swaggers that had bounteous superficial attitudes and a sparkle which gleamed with a coated substance called 'vengeance'.
...many may wonder what this vengeance came into being in the happy occasion of the flute-music love and heart-melting peace and sacrimony... but I'll tell them - as, for every black cloud there is a silver lining, behind every golden cloud, there is also a dark lining. And this dark lining I tell you have been the curse I had been living with. My life has not much seen happiness since birth.. but the little aspects of life drawn in from different corners have lumped up in that single node of happiness where you form the epicenter :) . . . . . .
its Sagittarius (me) and Gemini (her) fused to ONE.
Just when I was about to default from life's perpetuity, you came in hugging all my satires and blowing all my debacles far away from my life. You have been my constant companion, sharing sadness, happiness, contempt and feelings of failures and victories. You became the only shadow which fended the only flame of hope from all sides and balked all ways of foul air poised to harm me. You took the diya on your hand and placed it inside my heart and you became the hope instead... and guess who's the protector now ! ;) . . . . . .
As I've always said, luck has always faltered and proved wrong since my birth...but now someone has taught me not to believe in luck ... because that someone has brought everything which does away with shaping my destiny and look ahead for more surprises and positive experiences that life gifts us with. It has been a long twentyfour years, but still she has not lost a single charm and cuteness that a baby possesses and chortles at every joke I crack or her... and her light heart and a strong mind have won all the secrets of my heart; has opened wide all the floodgates of my heart towards keeping her this way, for the rest of her life. Off-late I have been more cranky and a little impatient too, but these were to be bricks in the wall until she embraced all my sundry put-offs and held my hand to my journey ahead. We are on the onset of this endless journey of our lives we have decided to spend hand in glove. The time we are spending are merry and exclusive... though we are staying thousands of miles away by land but still not an inch away by hearts. The happier and happiest times are still to come and pass by and cradle us in the seat of nuptials . . . :)
We consider marriage as a mere medium of putting ourselves in the industrial occasion of binding ourselves 'legally' by a certain 'ritual' which is a part of tradition and calls in for huge celebrations and marks certain ambit of social acceptance. There is nothing 'holy' or 'reverant' that is just a parochial tenet preaching it to be a reverant union of souls which I consider nothing but some kinda palaver... not because we belong to the twentieth century and the generation x, but we are much ahead of such obtuse and pristine ideals of matrimony and believe the very union of souls takes place when a man and a woman can first 'speak and communicate through eyes, brains and hearts successfully', and becomes responsible for each other's happiness as well as sadness.
this time it's an arrow of fevi-stik ;) ..that glues our souls together :)
this time it's an arrow of fevi-stik ;) ..that glues our souls together :)
...and so by the way, we believe our 'union of souls' has already taken place and what is left is this ritual and proceeding of binding our lives 'legally' and 'socially'.
As most single people and those who have been defaulted and descended from a failed love would assert they are 'single andhappy', I can boldly confront them saying "you can not imagine in your thousand dreams what you are missing" . . . and of course about being happy... I am, in leaps and bounds; waiting for 'the day' to arrive and occupy my mind with a permanent contentment.As for most of you, I may have been saying and writing facts about love and the very sense of belonging anf togetherness, but you have never seen writing them spontaneously and within the span of an hour, without corrections and amendments . . . YES ,, I just composed this whole thing within the last half an hour and going to avail this occasion of my opportunity to express my earnest gratitude to my love, my girlfriend and my spouse, the heartiest Valentine's Day with incessant true pure love, endless happiness and an accomplished ticket to the most blissful abode of heaven . . .
I am here to tell you sweetheart, you have snatched all the secrets of glory and ushered upon me a chance to see heaven through your eyes.
One bigggg Teddy for you :*
I promise you I'll never ever let you go away from me anywhere whatever come may and its mypromise I'll live up to everything what we have planned together . . . :*
World's tightest hug for you . . . . { :) }
World's longest, deepest and most passionate kiss for you . . . :*
. . . and as it is . . . my heart is with you, as it belongs to you . . .so as you breathe, you must know the oxygen from your lung combines with the blood in my heart . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
Don't let the sandclock of this innocent love reverse its edge . . . it's too pure and delicate . . . :)
Love you Madhumita , for Life .
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