Just Another Woman In Love.. Part 2

Image from One Tree Hill He never told me about his wife, and nor did I ask him. In fact, I knew nothing about his life. I just wanted to be around him. We’d walk in the park at night once he was done with his work. We’d sit and talk, and we’d make some more love. Behind the bushes, in the tree house of the park, in the bar and sometimes in my apartment. He never took me back to his place, and I figured that his wife was back home. She often called while we were together. He often avoided the calls, often said that he was in a meeting and would be late. But he also often walked away from me to talk to her. I didn’t like the secretive behaviour. But I liked having him around me. I liked the way he felt.   “Tell me about your wife.” I asked. “Why do you want to know?” He laughed. I say nothing for a while. “Do you think that I could be your wife someday?” I gradually ask, waiting for an answer. He just laughs, kissing my shoulders. “I like being with you, but you need to kn

Just Another Woman In Love.. (Part 1)

Image from One Tree Hill I move away from the door. The banging increases, his voice becomes louder, more fierce. I slowly inch away, though my feet don’t seem to move. I shut every window, every door, till I’m finally in my room. I can hear him no longer, but nor do I feel safe. For it was only in his arms, where I seemed to belong...    I wrap my arms with the thin scarf. The setting winter breeze gives me the chills, and I’m unable to protect myself. I run into the small bar and sit down, hoping that I could get some warmth. As I sip my coffee, I see a man staring at me. Or rather, staring right through me. He sighs as he sees me look towards him. I look away and sip my coffee. I hum along the song that plays. I was used to this. Sitting alone, eating alone.. Solace was all around me, even though I always had people surrounding me. I never longed for the presence of someone else. I was perfectly fine being on my own. “Good song, right?” He asks, interrupting my thoughts. I
From: Dirty Dancing Your grip tightens, as you pull me closer. Our eyes lock While time seems frozen. A step closer You turn me around Spinning.. I run  Right into your arms. With our bodies close enough, Close enough.. To feel you breathe Closing my eyes, I sway.. To wherever you lead.  The perfect moves you make me take And those looks.. They make me melt Transfixed I am To this dance of ours And to you I surrender, my whole. But The music starts to fade,  While the lights gradually dim Bringing me to face you Sliding into your arms Letting the dance end. So close, I cannot breathe.. Your heart fastens While mine skips plenty of beats; Looking at you, Eyes once again locking.. Smiling and wondering If you feel the same. Standing in the dark Still enveloped within your arms, The applause we shut My eyes slowly close While you.. Turn me around once again Letting

Tripping Cause I'm Clumsy :)

picture from:  here They say that we suddenly grow up at a point, without realizing.  We suddenly stop doing what we always have been doing and we take a break to think. And then we change the gears and let go of all the stupidity.  We may not like it in the beginning, but this break is required. We need to sort ourselves out, and I think that this is what I’ve been trying to do from the past few weeks. I’ve heard that college changes people. Tomboyish girls start to wear make up, and the nerds start to bunk classes, while the desperate ones are all over each other. No hard feelings, but this is what happens. I’ve been thinking about which category I lie in. And honestly, I’m clueless. While people around me are too busy attending some party or the other, or while uploading pictures on  social networking sites, I’ve been so lost because none of these things seem appealing to me any longer. I don’t find the need of going to the washroom every now and then jus

Echoing Breaths

Image I've never been so tired. I've never felt as lonely as I do right now. I didn't think that I would want to give up. But today, I cannot recognize myself. I can't face anything. And nor can I run. I'm trapped within myself, and no matter how hard I try, there is no escape. The house echoes. It reflects the loneliness that surrounds me. It understands the pain that I carry. I sit and stare at the empty space that has wrapped me within it. I sit and stare. That is the only thing I do, and I don't even know why. There is nothing around me, and yet I feel trapped. The emptiness gradually starts to suffocate me. It's in my blood, in my heart and it makes my breath heavy.  The echo is my only companion and my shadow is the only moving thing around. The stars sing to me every night while the moon light tries to comfort me. The sun is the only warmth I get. But none of this makes any difference. I'm cold, frozen, and nothing helps.  My ey

The Little Match Girl

Image from  here What am I doing, I don’t know.  What would I like to do, I no longer know.. I’m just sitting and watching everything pass by.  I’m just sitting, doing nothing.  My visions are lost and I can’t seem to find myself. People pass me.  I sit in the corner of the street and wonder If any one of them feels the way I do.  I was once like them.  Moving. But now, I’ve come to a standstill. Lost I feel,  And I don’t know which way I’m supposed to take.  I’m cold and tired,  But I cannot move. I cannot think.  I cannot find myself. I feel dead and lost.  No summer breeze blows around me any longer. I’m just wrapped up in winter. Lifeless, and cold.. I’m in the dark  And no matter how many matches I light,  I get no warmth.  And no matter how many matches I light, They show me nothing apart from my broken dreams. I have no support now. I’m frozen. And it’s too late to break free.  Trapped I am.  I’ve

Withering Away..

Picture from here It is time. I know it is. I want to get up, but my body refuses to move. I try calling out, but my voice betrays me. Closing my eyes, I listen to my heart beat. still breathing..but deep down I was already dead.  I can't fight any more. It's nature's call for me, and I have to abide.  I slowly manage to turn my head towards the left. Everything looks hazy, but I can see my grand daughter scribbling on the walls of the room. I naturally smile, my heart lightens. I was once just like her. Carefree and young. I had life in me. But now.. Lifeless I feel, just like a flower, slowly withering away. My fragrance, lost. I look outside the window. If I could, then I would capture everything I see. Unclear they are, but at least I can see. The birds chirp, and the atmosphere gradually cools.  It is evening. Time to return home, and the same applied to me. As the sun slowly begins to set, the colours blind me..and I start to drift away. My journey had b