WITH YOU FOREVER

Every time you come near, u slip away...

This fragile feeling.

I close my eyes, just like on that day,

The time came to a stop.

A recurring dream and fond memories,

I wont forget nor will I live in the past,

I wont throw anything away,

As you are my everything.

Ur my love redefined,

With beauty personified.

You’ve got a smile that takes me to a place,

Where everything in this crazy world disappears.

You are neither my crystal princess

nor i love u like my 1st daughter

i love in such a way,

even the princess envies u,
and, even my daughter complains to her mom(you only).

and in such a way,
even the words go dumb to explain.

Your memories are mine for now,

And u r mine for years to come,

As I am gonna be "WITH YOU FOREVER".

dedicated to Manju, my barbie doll

A Proposal Without ‘I Love You'

Note: penned down verbatim from my dairy as on February 7^th 2011.

I and Amit (name changed) were talking on the terrace, as the moon is raising its horizons.

“so how did your proposal go?” he asked me casually looking at a girl in the neighboring house

But i was dumb struck, as I never told anyone of this..

“how did u come to know of it??” I asked in a bit of shock, unable to take my eyes off him

“Harsha , I am your best friend, I can read through your heart,

U may conceal your feeling within your eyes and your spoken words , but you cant hide in your articles” said Amit grinning at me.

He paused for a moment and continued again..

“so did u propose to her???” he said looking straight into my eyes..

“yes” i said plainly

“did u say her ‘I LOVE YOU’ ??” he spontaneously shot back

“no, she is not worth to say that !!” I said looking at the stars and the moon.

“what the hell, can u explain me all this crap???” he shouted at me

I took a deep breath..

“ I Love You, ‘is it a promise?’ or ‘is it a feeling?’ or ‘is it an answer’

   For me its just 8 letters , 3 words which fail to explain my deep rooted feelings.

   Yes, what u heard is right, it fails to explain my feelings”

I stood up on my feet, kept my hand over my heart and

“how does it feel, when some one enters your heart and makes it better place..

 How does it feel, when someone does a lifetime magic to you..

 How does it feel, when you cant explain her how much you want her...

 These feelings cant be told in just 8 letters...!!!”

As I said those my voice began to stammer, he reached out to me , tapped my shoulder and said “cool down!!!”

“I want to grow old with her

  I want to enjoy the evening walk with her on the beach

 I want to fight with her for a chocolate

 I want the tiny bits of happiness

 I want her to scold me

 I want her to beat me for my mischief

 I want her to give me a ride on her scooty, in between the ride i want to tickle her

 Can 3 words explain all these Amit???”

“Harsha , you are getting emotional” said Amit.

“Amit,

  I want to have the freshness of her breath in my nostrils.

  I want to sit in the open along with her, her right hand in my left hand, and watch the full                           moon.

  How can i explain, in those 3 words that, how my heart deceived me, by staying within me but beating for her

  I want to kiss her on her forehead, then the to breathe in the aroma of her kumkum sticking on my lips after i kiss her...can anything in the world explain that feeling

  When she lays her head over my chest, i will rest my head over hers, then her oil gently touching my cheek, and the closeness at that moment...can anything explain that

When we walk together side by side on the beach, even the beach is soo envious of our love, that it carefully washes away our footprints into its heart..

Can this love be explained in just those 8 letters, 3 words ‘I LOVE YOU’ ????

Tell Amit..tell??? “

he took my mobile at once and was doing something..

“what are you doing??” i asked

“i want to see that lucky girl...” he said

“her pic wont be in the mobile...” i said smiling

“why??” he shouted in vain

“I have her in my eyes..in every thought..in every breath..in every wish..in every dream..in every passing second, should I again keep her in my mobile??” I asked softly

“Harsha u are always a never ending mystery to me,but she is damn lucky to have you

This is the first time I heard of A PROPOSAL WITHOUT ‘I LOVE YOU’ “
DEDICATED TO MY LUCKY...., MY SWEETEST CUTEST BARBIE I EVER HAD..THIS IS TO YOU ASHWINI...

THE FIRST SUNRISE

once in a life time , when u look into some ones eyes it feels like the world stops turning at once.

did any one feel it??

anyone who felt the touch of heaven in their lives will know how that feels

i still remember the freshness of that day in my memories

26th october 2006,around 8 pm..

i was sitting outside on the wall and looking at the full moon, facing the stair case leading to 1st floor

next ten minutes what hapPened was something beyond words that tURNed my world upside down..

while my eyes kept admiring the beAuty of the full moon and the glittering stars,  heard a sweet music of tiny bells. i searched around only to enjoy more disappointment.

then i saw someone tipping down the steps carefully..

i couldn’t see her face, as her wet curly hair were dancing madly to the tune of the wind

she caught all the hair falling on the front in one go and was gently tucking them at the back of her ear

what happened then was still afresh in my eyes,i etched those moments in the deepest depths of my heart to carry it to my grave

for the first time, she lifted her head...her calm eyes and her glossy look made my heart skip a beat

and her half smile at the edge of her lips..wow, “ this smile is mine” i said to myself..and i carried that smile safe to my heart

I felt like i was in the middle of some fairy tale, with erasing deadlines...

i was soo mesmerised seeing her, i tripped off the wall and fell on my fours.

it took a few deep breaths to calm down myself, and my eyes automatically found their way back to her..

she was carefully stepping down the stairs.. with her left hand holding the railing side by, for support and her right hand holding her hair in place.

the bells in her chunni, and the sound of her anklets... produced a soft music which struck my ears like our wedding bells.

the blossoming rose flower pots on either side of the steps looked like tiny tiny angels guiding paving path for my angel toward me.

'YOU' ARE MY DOWN TO EARTH ANGEL.

'YOU' HAVE THE FRESHNESS OF THE MORNING DEW, GLISTENING WITH THE GOLDEN FLASH OF THE FIRST RAYS OF THE SUN, WITH THE TENDERNESS OF A BUDDING ROSE, SHINING FOREVER WITH THE OIL OF MY FIRST LOVE

THAT WAS THE MOMENT, THAT WAS THEN... WHEN THE SECONDS HAND IN MY WATCH FORGOT TO TICK

I ENGRAVED THIS IMAGE OF HERS, BEHIND MY EYES, WHERE EVEN TEARS CANT WASH THEM AWAY.

SHE WAS A DOWN TO EARTH, ENGRAVED OUT OF PEARL, DIPPED IN THE OCEAN ON MILK, FINE TUNED WITH THE SOFTNESS OF THE ROSES.

SHE CAME WALKING TO ME LIKE THE ANGEL OF MY DREAMS..

It was then I DECIDED, “I WANT NOTHING ELSE, BUT HAVE YOU TO MYSELF..YOUR LOVE IS ALL I WANT”

She extended those lips to her dimples, making me smile with her..

And then she spoke “hi harsha..i am shravya”

I CAN FEEL THE LOVE I FELT FOR ‘YOU’ THAT DAY WAS NOT JUST FOR A MINUTE..NOR IT WAS JUST A FANTASY..IT WAS FOR A TRUE TIME...

 

“MAKE THE MAGIC RULE, AND LET THE MIRACLE STAY” WAS ALL I KEPT ON PRAYING GOD FROM THAT DAY

THAT DAY I MADE A PROMISE TO ‘YOU’ IN MY HEART MAKING MY LOVE FOR ‘YOU’ AS THE LANGUAGE, AND MY SOUL AS A WITNESS THAT, “ I WILL NEVER BE ABLE TO FORGIVE MYSELF,IF THIS ANGEL EVER DROPS A TEAR..AS LONG AS I LIVE “

AND THE ANGEL WALKED IN MY LYF, BRINGING IN THE LOST COLOURS AS “ THE FIRST SUNRISE” IN MY LIFE