A week back, my life was like everyone else’s. I sat reading and enjoying the solitude, a less interfered circle of silence. Today I am sitting in place that looks like a magic land, with someone I could do anything.
I had imagined a zillions of ways of being with my Advaith, and most of them he had heard and smiled at, I wanted to believe he would eventually love me the way I loved, and it turned out he loves me more than I can understand.
It was a fairy tale moment of my life.The rain busted out along with the lightening. I spread my arms to hug the rain fallen on me. He took me in arms rising me in the air.
Advaith had not dismissed our love, I better say my love. He never said that. He just said he could not either avoid that moment. He was not bad after all. And I would still love him even if he never could love me.
I was so surprised that I did not know how to react. Did he really mean to kiss or was his ego was hurt. I did not know. I could just stare without even remembering to blink my eyes.
His voice was unimaginably very close, like a whisper in my years. A mild shiver passed through my body. It was not imagination. It was real. I turned suddenly, his look still on me and expressionless.
Love is full of passion and pain. It is natural. It is like two sides of a coin. These two are the sides of love.