he wants..

He wants to insist on taking her back to a simpler life...

A life where you turned the radio on in the morning and not the iPad, life where you brewed coffee and stuck around long enough to feel its aroma spread through the house, where you take a moment to feel the weight of the warm blanket on you, and appreciate the soft sheets and the hard pillows. Open the window and smell the trees - not the flowers but the trees. Name every creature, alive or inanimate, because they all deserve some identity.

He wants to make sure that she takes naps especially when her brain was in overdrive. 

He wants her  to spend no less than an hour at the bookstore even if she has no intention of buying anything. 

He wants to show her how to keep her face close to the cup and blow on the hot tea so she can feel the heavenly warmth on her face. 

They want to practice, and continue to practice patience - they should started small - waiting for the water to get warm, patiently watching the YouTube video to load, waiting for the coffee to cool down enough so it doesn't burn the tongue, slowing down at the yellow light instead of speeding up, keeping the phone away for a few minutes and laying down to stare at the ceiling. 

He wants to insist on "giving" - be it to her, to a friend, or to someone in need. 'coz he needs to be a better person to make her happier! and to make the lives simpler!

He wants to show her the joys of being sung a lullaby as she drifts off to sleep, and the importance of sleeping - to shut it out, to let it go, to allow your body to be at peace even if only for half an hour.

He wants her to control her anger, to let someone else win for a change. 

Over the years, he wants her realize that everyone is a flawed person. 

The realization should not make anyone sad or angry. It makes us humble. 

He wants her to realize that people make mistakes - that she has made mistakes, even he has made blunders and the world hasn't come to an end. 

The world doesn't come to an end for anyone. He wants succeed in making her a better person, a simpler person, a happier person, and make her life full of nice things!

He wants their life uncluttered by things - mind free - all the junk is cleaned out. He wants them to live in moment that live out the things they buy and the things they get worked up about. He wants to make her feel like a little girl learning it all over again. 

and ultimately he wants her to know she has so much space and so much peace inside her..

a night.. with you...

There were few times - very few - when he held her in the darkness after she woke up from a nightmare. But when he did, it wasn't as if the fear would leave her. It never made the darkness go away either. Her demons were still out there. The nightmares were still walking..
When he held her, she did not feel safe, but she felt better. "It's all right," he'd whisper in her ear. "I'm here with you. I love you," and then he'd go on to lie: "I'll never leave you."

Then, just for a moment or two, the darkness didn't seem so bad.

a night to remember
like a prayer that has no answer
a night so romantic
a night that makes me sick

A night full of love
a night full of butterfly
a night full of caress
a night full of kiss
a night of bliss

a night for indulgence
a intimate and an awesome ambiance
a night of touch
a night to remember...
A night with you.

कधीच....

या चंद्राबरोबर इतकाही बोलत नव्हतो मी..
कधीच...
रात्रही होतच होती की रोज... पण इतकीही सुंदर नव्हती..
कधीच..

तुझ्या आठवणीत ती रात्रही भेटली होती.. कालच..
रात्र तीच होती..
पण ती भेट सुद्धा आपल्या भेटीसारखी "भेट" नव्हती...
कधीच..

हम्म... त्या भेटीत सुद्धा ती "उदासी" होती म्हणा..
चंद्र तारे सुद्धा तसेच होते..
पण त्यांच्याशी बोलणं आपल्या गप्पांसारखं नव्हतं..
कधीच...

तुझ्या प्रेमानी क्षणात जग बदलून गेल्यासारखं वाटतंय..
मला जाणवतंय...
मी असा नव्हतो..
कधीच....

try to understand men!!

especially for girls..

Once in a while, you get lucky and come across someone who would take you out for dinner, like other men would, but then when you think that you are done and its time to go home, you'd realize that he wants to be with you a little while longer - he wants to take you somewhere else. Coffee? Drinks? A walk? Anywhere. As far as he gets to spend time with you.

Once in a while you get lucky, and you sit in the company of a man for the whole night with a cup of hot chocolate in your hands, and a charming smile on your face. You sit on the terrace with the most beautiful view of the city, which would capture your attention any day but not tonight. Your eyes are too fixed on his.

Once in a while you get lucky, and you fall asleep in his arms while talking - sharing all the crazy theories about life you cooked up when you were a kid while feeling the warmth of his chest on your face and letting yourself go a little bit.

And once in a while, if you are really lucky, you'd find yourself waking up in his arms - with him holding you dearly.

Those Starry Nights!!!!

Every time there was a power outage at night, they'd climb the roof of their house and lay on the bricked roof watching the stars. They'd count stars and compete for the largest number. Sometimes they'd sit and make shapes out of the stars while he smoked his cigarette and she would cough from time to time from the smoke but remained too busy with the stars to care. Sometimes she'd put her tiny head on his lap, at other times on his shoulder. Some days they'd find a shooting star and her eyes would light up with excitement. Its been a while since she have seen a shooting star now. She has almost forgotten how that feels like.

There was a little sort-of-a restaurant around the corner, dhaba, they call it there and late at night, the owner of the place would play old romantic classical songs - sometimes Ghazals, sometimes some filmy numbers. It was comforting whenever they could hear the sound of that dim melodious music. Sometimes he would sing along, sometimes he'd listen to it quietly - lost in his own thoughts while she'd wonder what to make of it. At other times they both would try to figure out which song it was or who was the singer. There were days when they would fall asleep on the roof because it was too dark and too hot to go downstairs, and she wouldn't realize when she fell asleep in his arms until the sun rays woke her up the next morning.


But that was before the nightmares worsen. Somehow those were simpler days - before it all turned black.



-omi