The Unruly Winds
Sometimes life does catch you unaware. There you are, walking along on your own accord and somebody comes… lights a fire in the lonely rusted fireplace of your heart… and as the chimney once again start puffing out smoke, the ornate gardens bloom.
You see the buds turning to flowers in a bit… and your days become full of smiles…
How is it that you love someone so much that its impossible to be physically apart… It pains you to be away from him and yet, your love is of the kind which requires no physical proximity… what a paradox…
You feel a kind of bonding with a stranger… wait for that faint knock on the door, just to see the wind playing a cruel joke on you… It’s truly a roller coaster ride. Up and down on the ladders of emotions. Happy and dull, at the same moment.
Goin on… and standing still. Both. At the precisely same moment. It’s wonderful, this giddy feeling. This feeling of being constantly intoxicated by the scent that you imagine to be his…but you have no images in your mind… you try to be blank about it. You dont want to ruin the surprise.
He teases you so much. He wants you to keep guessing. And you will not. You don’t want to expect anything. For you want him to know that you can give… and keep giving without expecting anything back. And someday, when he decides to open his doors for you, you will be his for all eternity. Or when he decides to pull out, you will walk on. In search of life’s treasures… because you’re like the wind. You can’t be captured. Moving on… so independent, defying all the rules of the world.
Ah… Stratling lovers into a coy embrace… You love being the wind… Carrying fires to forests… Making waves in his silent ocean… Obstinate and powerful You are the wind… In love. Crazy wind…
- Neha
Tags: Valentine’s day, Love, Wind, Ecstacy
Dolphin says:
Atlast something really worth reading and pondering….
Thanks Neha
February 14th, 2006 at 08:33 pm
Avik Chakravarty says:
Neha…you complicate things…just blackmail, or use other measures being direct yet stern and get what you want!
February 14th, 2006 at 10:56 pm
mark says:
must be nice . . . i’m not the wind . . . i’m a black hole.
February 15th, 2006 at 01:12 pm
Neha says:
Avik, I can’t blackmail. I let things out in the open and let time take its own course
things will turn out fine… there’s no other way for them to turn out 
February 16th, 2006 at 04:08 pm
Neha says:
Well. He shut the doors forme once and for all. So I walk on. ALone this time. In search of nothing in particular…
March 16th, 2006 at 11:38 pm
shera says:
Dear Neha,
Love is such, even when you walk away, it leaves it presence upon you…
January 23rd, 2007 at 04:52 pm