I questioned myself always. What is love? How does
it feel to be in love? I never believed in love and I thought love is just the
waste of time. Love is nothing but an emotional support, a need that people
have. Love, I thought, is just something, like a name given to a relationship.
Love was just a four letter word that is most highly overrated after the Fuck
word of course. Love love love. . .I used to be crazy when hear that people are
in love and are going crazy for it. The day I met you things changed. I think I
was in love with you.
I loved talking to you. You were the first thought
in the morning and were always there on my mind. You were the person I ever
thought of being with. If I didn't see you for a day, I felt incomplete. At
times it was difficult for me to breathe, it was difficult to cry, to laugh, to
eat, to sleep and everything that is sooo easy to do otherwise. When you
didn't talked fora day I cried, I cried out loud, without being aware of the
reason. I think I was afraid of losing you. I think I was worried about losing you.
I think I was worried that what if you don't call me the next day. My heart
wanted you always, it urged for you always. I was going crazy for you.
At times, I used to be in my thoughts, listening to
one single number playing in my ears. Listening to the favorite line. And the
words that make me feel your presence. It went on and on and on. . .I was awake
whole night, I was awake always, I wanted to be with you always. I wanted the
sleep to fly away so I can think about you. When it rained. . .I thought if you
were here. . .If you were with me. . .I would have played with raindrops,
splashed them on your face and would have run away. You were with me when it
rained. When it was cold. . .tooo cold. . .I saw you holding my hands, walking
on the street, with dim lights, chilled chilly breeze. . .I was freezing, so
were you. But I just saw you and nothing else. I reached home in no time. It
was difficult to say good bye. But you left. I was awake, the whole night,
thinking about you, thinking about the weather, thinking how beautiful the
world is, thinking, just thinking something, not wanted to go to sleep and
everything that is sooo easy to do otherwise.
I felt different, I felt a different person, I felt
I am an angel, I am an angel to love you, I felt you are a saviour to save
me from this world, and make me yours. I felt different. I never felt that
before. I felt, I felt I am a bird who can fly the world, I felt like a kid, so
pure and innocent, I felt like the rose water that makes you feel fresh, I felt
like a rose, I felt like a petal . I was a rose. I felt so human. I was in
love. . . Oh God. . .I was in love. I could feel the summers, the sun, the
moon, the breeze, the wait, the love! I could feel the love! Yes, I was in
love! I was happy, I was laughing, I was dancing, I was singing, I was going
crazy, I was jumping, I was playing, I was imagining.
I was in Love!! I was in love with you!
I dreamed you and me. I dreamed US. I dreamed about
us. Yes I saw you and
I saw me. . .
I saw us walking down, I saw us together, I saw us
playing hide and seek, I saw us in the moon, I saw us in the sun, in the trees,
the leaves, in the pictures, I saw us in the future!! I saw the home, I saw the
kitchen, I saw the love. . .I saw more love. . .and love. . .only love. . .
because I saw us! Wow. I saw you and me. I was in love. I was dancing, I was
singing! I danced all over the place, I danced myself. I was excited to see you
the next day. I was excited to tell you that now I can be you and you can be me
and we can be us. I was excited, still singing and dancing, dancing all over
the place.
By that time a warden comes to the room and says to
me,‘Hey mad girl, he is no more. He died. Why do you keep repeating the same
thing every night? God, your generation kids are really crazy. Come, eat
something, you haven't eaten for two days, even you want to die or what?’
What? I told the warden at the Asylum. I said he is
coming to pick me up. He is coming in no time. He will come for sure, and I
cried and cried. I cried. I still danced, I clapped, I called your name. .
.’Aryan, Aryan. . .Aryan. . .
Aryan, I wish I could have told you how much I
loved you. Why didn't you take me with you? Why did you go alone? I wish if I
could have let you know.. that my
life begins with you and ends before you.
I miss you in me. I am missing you in Me!! But
Aryan I promise. . .if I meet you the next time . . .I won't cry.. I promise. .
.I will listen to you. . . I promise, I will receive your call always, and will
reply to your text. I promise Aryan I won't be angry at you, I promise I
will eat at the restaurant you like, I promise Aryan, I won't leave you .
I promise! I promise everything, except the fact that I can't stop loving you.
Because I love you.
I am missing you in me!!
P.S: Dedicated for people who are in love. This is dedicated to people who lost their loved ones before even letting them know that they were loved by you.
This is just for love. Just say it out to people whom you love. Love needs to be expressed. Love is the life, believe me it is!
So nicely written! :)
ReplyDeleteThank you Anonymous! I would like to know if the emotions came out well? Was it felt while reading? I would like more of a feedback. But thanks for Visiting. Keep reading! :)
DeleteMam...... really true......I just wanna say all those phrases which you mentioned in the post....but i'm afraid.....one day i'll.....nice post
ReplyDeleteSince you called 'Mam' i assume you are my junior from the college. Thanks for visiting and liking the post.
DeleteWhy are you afraid? and what are you afraid of? Just tell what you feel to the person you love. Life is right now..right here friend. you don't know whats next . All the best!
Well written.... starting and ending both were good…..title is awesome…. Interesting twist given to the article in the end… for a second we feel emotional… we often realize the importance of the person… after that person goes away from us….
ReplyDeleteThank you Girish! Yeah i agree title is Awesome! It makes a reader reads the article. Even if for a second you feel emotional my task is accomplished as a writer.
Delete:) Thanks for commenting and visiting the blog as always!
Hey buddy. Extremely inspiring message. We face many a hurdles each day but just a thought of Love in our mind and soul will inspire and encourage us to overcome any hurdle =)
ReplyDeleteHamed!! Finally you are here commenting. Thank you sooo much. Truly said.. A thought of love in our mind and soul inspire us to overcome the hurdles and live! :)
DeleteMam, it's awesome. All the feelings have been expressed in beautiful words. Nicely bonded thoughts and ideas to keep a relationship more and more lively.
ReplyDeleteLove is like wine. It makes people happy who want to be happy and it also ruins life when we lose trust on it.
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Indus Business Academy
Awesome word makes me feel soo good about the writing! Thank you so very much. The comments makes the blog looks heavy and worth reading.
DeleteKeep blogging and Keep reading!
You have the capability of bringing out the emotions... Well done...Keep it up....
ReplyDeleteThanks Javed Sir! That is a very strong comment.." I have the capability of bringing out the emotions". Wow! Thanks for visiting. I really appreciate your time.
DeleteWhat a way to express your feelings... Love you Amy-rita!!!
ReplyDeleteWell Aryan i really don't know who are you.. But the name that i use in the Articles is as well Aryan. But that is just the name of the character and i think you are aware of it.
DeleteThanks for visiting and commenting!
Thanks Aryan....
ReplyDeleteYour Love,
Amrita
That love was for Amy-rita...
Deleteand about you Amrita Kumari, I hate U, like I seriously hate you!
~Aryan
Guys what's going on? Amrita Kumari welcome to the blog! Aryan why do you have Amrita Kumari? I don't even know what's exactly happening.
DeleteI do not have Amrita Kumari...plz!
DeleteWhoever u are...Ph**k Off....
DeleteGuys whoever you are please don't fight. This is just a blog..and i am just writing out Articles over here.
Deletey
Please guys..it does not look good as we have people visiting from all over the india and it creates a negative impression about the blog!
Both of you can visit the blog and enjoy reading it!
I hope you understand.
Every artist was first an amateur. But I think It is not for you. Your blogs are very inspirational and very touching... Keep it up :)
ReplyDelete:) :) Soo true. Every artist was first an amateur. Thank you sooo much for the words! One of the best comment i have received so far.
DeleteThanks for liking my comment.... But it is not as good as ur blog and you.. :)
DeleteThanks again sir! Keep Visiting!
DeleteEvery time I read this post, it brings out my memories which were hidden or overpowered since ages... I like to read your blog all alone... being your secret admirer ever, but could not resist commenting in this post... Cheers to you... eagerly awaiting next post... Love you Amy-rita!!!
ReplyDeleteI really thank you for your time on the blog. I also thank that you liked the article.
DeleteKeep visiting!
Happy Reading.
Thanks Amyrita....
ReplyDeleteEven i feel there is a void, whenewer I read this posst. There is someting (or some1) missing in my life. And amyrita, thanks for this post.
Amrita Kumari Your welcome. I am glad i was able to pour out the emotions very well!
DeleteKeep visiting!
“I m at bus stop and will be at home in 20 min Papa..!!” I felt the very first attack of hypnotism in my life for an about turn listening to that girl's stoning voice.....
ReplyDeleteAll I saw was a blue crisp shinning suit and her long cloudy hair trying t hide her fruity cheeks as I was making an angle of ninety degrees from her face....Trying to fence d maximum possible area of her face, my greedy eyes peeped amid the gaps of her hair...under that little street light on the streets of Paschim Vihar at 10:30 pm in the night.....
I was now bound from the strong signals of my heart to swap the usage of senses from voice to eyes as I was on phone discussing the same old story of business with a friend. Making a thousand wishes to God for her turn to quench my thirst to see her glowing face, I moved towards her…..
I was not sure about her, noticing my intension to feel her close up, she immediately waved her left hand in the air for an auto rickshaw who was now going to take her away from me…....
She dipped her head into back side of rickshaw and started some conversation which I guess was heated over the fare being charged till the next Metro Station. She left rickshaw with frustration and turned towards me….She seemed to come straight away from my dreams….
Amazing writing Mayank!!
Deleteyour writing has a poetic touch to it mam! it's like a cascade of emotions( from happiness to loneliness)
ReplyDeleteDaksh thank you soo much! :) This was one of the nicest comment i have received so far!
DeleteKeep visiting.
Hi Amrita
ReplyDeleteThis is kunal from IBA 05-07 batch...i read your blog today..keep it up...thanks for such a wonderful post
Thank you sir!!! Thanks for reading it, appreciating it..and most importantly liking it.. :) Keep visiting sir..
DeleteI believe this is my first visit to your blog. Really loved your way of expressing. Though I ddn read any other articles, this one itself made me follow your blog.
ReplyDeleteRegards
Village Girl
Roopz thank you...It is a great compliment and I will take it as an Honour. I hope to keep up the expectation every time you visit the Blog. Thanks so much...
DeleteI love this post
ReplyDeleteThank you
Thank you very much Kamlesh!!!! I am sooo happy that you loved the post. This is one of my best article I wrote so far.
DeleteI Wish..
ReplyDeleteIf I had the talent to express,the way you do...
I would have commented (obviously in a positive sense)about your article.
Keep writing and all the best.