Sanam- Jannat:
I caressed the piece of paper with her name written all over it.
Her- Sanam- The Blessed One.
I see how lovingly her name has been written over and over...Someone's heart has been clearly poured out here.
What does one have to do to deserve such ardent, divine love?
How does one become the obsession-The recipient of someone's devotion?
What does it feel like to be loved like this?
A while later, I am left to take care of a stranger...a figure that has me fascinated from the time I set my eyes first on him.
Sanam- He calls out.
A current- a wave of excitement surges through me.
And then it scares me slightly.
Am I possessed?
Have I dwelled on too much in someone's private space that I am craving another identity?
This is crazy.
My heart shouldn't beat so erratically at the sound of this strange man's voice, yet feel perfectly in harmony with providence...
I am drawn in again.
...And interrupted.
I fumble with myself. What am I doing?
I need strength for myself and reassurance for his safety- I seek solace in prayer.
I hear him turning... reaching out for...?
I want to comfort him, despite being so unsure of being near him again...
...And I get grabbed...gripped...firmly held on to.
How does a stranger hold so much power over me?
The hunger in his touch...
That takes me through a journey of blurred sensations...
Deep into a tempting valley of guilty pleasures...
I am lost to myself...Perhaps I will be found.
O re piya haye..
O re piya haye..
O re piya haye..
Udne laga kyon man baawla re
Aaya kahan se yeh hosla re
O re piya haye..
O re piya haye..
Tanabana tanabana bunti hawaa haaye bunti hawa
Boondein bhi to aaye nahi baaz yahan
Sagish mein shaamil sara jahan hai
Har zare zare ki yeh iltiza hai
O beloved
O beloved
O beloved
Oh, why did my crazy soul begin to fly?
Oh, where did this courage come from?
O beloved
O beloved
The breeze teases and taunts me, oh, the breeze plays havoc with
me.
Even the raindrops won't shower here again.
The whole existence is part of the intrigue.
Still I hold on to hope, and kindle the embers.
Ahil:
I found her- Trapped in herself..
It was the darkest alley.
I sensed her fear, doubts...diffidence.
I called out her name to reassure her...That I had finally found her...I was right there where she had been lost for days now.
And then I held her tight...To let her know I wouldn't let her be lost again.
I would take her to that special place of ours- the valley of enchantment... where we would complete each other...
...as has been written from the first page of our journey.
And then I feel her slipping away slowly...
This time I would follow her into the dungeon she has been held chained...
For sure, I promise.
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