I was born a woman in a man’s world. But for him, I was not an ordinary woman… I was different. That day when I opened my eyes, his was the first, or perhaps the second, face – I don’t exactly remember – that flashed in front of my eyes. For him, it was love at first sight and the moment he held me in his arms, he gave away his heart to me. I was in such a trance-like state that I could not fathom what was happening around me. But as the time passed, his pure, holy love for me, melted my heart. Within no time, I became his sweetheart, his life. Even the love of his life, his beautiful wife, could not match the spell that I cast on him. Seeing the intensity of his love for me, she never dared to step into our privacy. As years went by, his love for me kept on changing forms. Sometimes he was my friend, at others he was my mentor, my idol. He helped me solve all my “problems”, but most of our time together was spent fighting over silly things. Not even a single peaceful day passed amo...
You are the essential part of this bigger picture.
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I don't feel I'm even a speck :-)
ReplyDeleteAh! I wish we could see the scheme of things before hand
@ Kalpana ji
ReplyDeleteYou are not feeling it in right direction.
Little negative i think.
Everyone is the essential part of this bigger picture.
Actually what i think is "speck" is the weakest word in world. :-)
you are both the speck and the whole, which is the truth. once we feel it from within, we are in union with the immeasurable, immutable, eternal thing that is never born and has no death. (do i scare you? how can you write such a poem at such young age, Charu Ji?)
ReplyDelete:) U are scaring me... I didn't know these 3 simple lines cud be read in a such a way
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