'Happily Ever After'

Stories and fables, Fantasies and myths all of these are very strong opinion makers in our lives. So intricately entwined with the reality, we often forget rather seem incapable of differentiating between 'real' and 'reel'. One such fantasy, I believe to be is 'Happily Ever After'. The phrase makes me go crazy, literally, as I keep thinking, what will make me so satisfied that I can add this to my life; Happily Ever After!

I was happy when I got a job. I will be happier if I could build a house for me. And I'll be the happiest if Ambani would sponsor me! Seriously, who doesn't want that? But does it mean, being 'Happily Ever After' is all related to the materialistic pleasures? Maybe. Maybe not.

I was happy when I first met my best friend. I was happier when I met my other best friend. I will be the happiest if I get to make more best friends. Does that mean, people in your life will get to decide about when will your life be 'Happily Ever After'? Maybe. Maybe not.

I was happy when I first clicked a picture. I was happier when I got it published. I was the happiest when I saw my movie. My work gives me a lot of satisfaction. But does that mean, it will give me my 'Happily Ever After' day? Maybe. Maybe not.

We are happy when we have our loved ones with us. We are happy when someone says, "you look beautiful". We are happy when a child smiles at us. We are happy when we travel to new places. We are happy when we get to bathe in rain. We are happy listening to our favorite music. We are happy having fun with our friends. We are happy when we kiss. We can be happy all the time. But does that mean, we can be happy, the 'Happily Ever After' way? Maybe. Maybe not.

When we have little, we want more. When we get something, we want everything. And when we have everything, we want more of that everything. So when is it that we stop? We stop and we say, "I'm happy, 'Happily Ever After'".

Shades of Love

One of those times when you need somebody, and you have them it does feel like a drug moving through your veins. And just as anybody would I ran towards him, not wanting to notice the consequences. That hug was just a modest way of saying I want more. He met me when I was in the sunny side and the grass was much greener there. There, where he stood amidst the crowd waiting for me to come and embrace life. I say this with a lump in my throat.

He pulled me out of something, something I may have readily succumbed to long back. He made me see the sky, the flowers, the walls and a bit of myself. We spoke to each other, but I was only listening to him. We walked together, but I was watching his steps. He touched me with a sense of belonging, the one I had never experienced before. I wanted to run away with him. Run away to a place where I could lie in his arms and have the serenity touch my soul. Just then, I heard him say to me, " Come let me take you on a journey." I didn't know where we were going, not that I cared to ask. But it indeed was a place where I found myself. He laughed and took me in his arms, so soft yet strong, making me feel warm. I love the smell of his sweat, telling that to myself I stopped thinking for a passing second seeming like forever, held him tightly and breathed him in.

While caressing his hands, still lying in his arms on the green grass, my mind was boggling to find out why is he here? He has his secrets. He was too afraid to love, yet lacking the courage to abandon it. His presence had always affected me, but I never could know what mine did for him. I could hear his heart beat loud and clear and lifted my head once to look at him while we were still entwined into an intimate embrace. Being held into his arms, it was perfect. Of course, I wanted more than perfect. What could that possibly be? I did not have a clue.

He ran his fingers gently down my cheeks and asked, is it gone? Your fret? I wanted to smile and say yes, but I didn't. I didn't want to give up the feeling of being in his arms. Well, a man and a woman together, we laughed allowing laughter to bring its magic. We both felt an urge, with our pulse going up too quickly. We understood it all along and let us go to get what we both longed for. Not opening my eyes, not knowing whether he did the same or not, our lips touched and sparked a passion that I never had experienced before. It was a feeling too naive to be explained.

He always kept his promise. He always makes me smile. He always takes away the unwanted and stir a ray faith in me. One of its kind. He always say, we will stay together. Eager for exactly that, I leaned towards him once again, knowing deep down that he may be destined to walk away.