As I moved to a new city...I found it difficult to love the place at first sight.I don't like changes..I don't know Why I fall in love with all inanimate objects...It's difficult to leave anything if you think that you own it..could be a place or a person!!It may be roads of your city which have been a part of all your experiences or just a wall of your home at which you have stared for long hours just thinking about your dream or someone special..and when I entered the new place..I missed all of those stupid things which I would have never noticed when I was actually enjoying those things....so as we say that "Life moves on..." and so do we..
I got busy in adjusting into a new House..As I was trying to absorb the tranquility of the new ambiance..I found a letter while cleaning and creating space for my stuff..I am very well aware of the rule : "Should not read somebody's letter or Diary"..I Ignore it as if I never knew it...without giving much time to my conscience to get over me I started reading The letter..
Dear Mark,
To understand Love,One must fall in love atleast once and only once.The sparkle in the eyes,the anachronous smile & tear starts making sense and seems to be the only sensible thing in this world.The charm of love takes it all over and truth of life makes you value it,atleast in your Heart.
You made me realize both,the value of love and the charm of life..and now I can say that both means the same!!!!The small gestures always speak the language of your heart.Each time you put your hand on my shoulders..I wanted to say "Thank You",but said never :-(..These hands when clutched with one of yours,was the best time I spent with myself.All the songs you dedicated to me are now saved in the folder "OLDIES"..and this new world has fallen in love with jazz,rock and remix but I still listen to the "OLDIES" and can hear the track for hours and hours..May be I don't have a better Job to do now.
The bench of the park still speaks about the liveliness of our love though it has lost the smell of its new paint and has turned rusty.Crowd around has also changed a lot but I think the tree nearby still remember us.My hairs whenever left loose bounces up and down with curls dancing though with less buoyancy as they feel eluded and The Red Rose you gave me has lost all its fragrance but still feels proud of its importance.The Laughs and tears shared together now makes me nostalgic as they remind me 'The Best Time'. Two people when fall in love with each other ,completing and complimenting ,who knew it was just to make LIFE EASY!!!..
Now,when time is demanding MY Life,I have agreed to give it up,the life which I loved the most all because of your genteel love and care.Though I haven't said this in those long long hours we spent together but now I want to say, "I will love to live the same life with you again and over again.I am just about to enter your world,standing at the door I just feel ecstatic to shout that I LOVE YOU!!!
Yours,
Angel
The letter ended and it left a smile on my face.I Just fell in love with the place and each inch of it..Love definitely has some magic in it..
I should also mention that Angel met her Mark a month ago...but I could still feel the love in its ambiance.
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B.E.A.UUUTTTIIIFFUULLL.....its simply amazing...M LOVIN IT!!!!
ReplyDeleteits amazing sweta...beautiful ...i dont have wrds 2 seay...nd m feeling sad..that thr is no bdy fr me ..ha hah aha..kidding
ReplyDeleteek DAIRYMILK SILK to banti hai iske liye
Really now words to say.......awesome....while reading i got to know what is the art of writing...very nice good to read...
ReplyDelete+1 to your beauties dear..
ReplyDeleteAmazing and too heart felt description of each nd every bit of it..
jus love dis..
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ReplyDeletegreat job sweta... i wud rather say amazing peace of writing with matching philosophy of life--"the value of love and the charm of life..and now I can say that both means the same!!"
ReplyDeletewaise use of "genteel love" filled it with more feelings...