Ek Qeematee pyaar :)

Na chahiye mujhe,har pal ki kushiya

Na chahiye mujhe,har kisi se pyaar

Na chahiye mujhe,har kadham me muskurahat

Bas,Chahiye mujhe ye jeevan me...har pal apka saath

Hare krishna :) 

You're still the one ^_^

They say Indian marriages are a matter of commitment. A rule, to start life anew with a perfect stranger and act happy. They are more of compulsion than compassion. But I lead a long life to prove them wrong.

Watching the time pass I sat on my rocking chair, deep in thoughts .Just eleven hours and seven minutes.. Amongst colorful pomp, lavish guests, bounty blesses and happy triumphant we shared the same last name 35 years ago. And today remising these moments just make my eyes wet.

Marriage is one of the most relished moments of life. But for me it was everything. His presence made my life beautiful.He held my hand and consoled me when I was caught in the trap of unanswered questions and unspoken fears of leaving my parents and stood up for me in every strife. He did respect my opinions and loved me bounty

Wonder how time flew by turning me fifty eight. Memories of moments we spent seem to struck my life in rewind. He did give me eternal love since these grandma blessings were shiny black. Even after two long years, tears roll down my cheeks, when I remember the last moments we spent. It was the hardest moment of my life. Yet, well treasured.

 Now, I turned old. The dimpled cheeks he once kissed developed wrinkles. The smooth hands he always held are now fragile and rough. I couldn’t talk; I couldn’t laugh as I once did. I just lay on our bed alone, tossing and smiling at our memories. And at times shedding tears knowing how much I miss him.

And I write this to express my love and to let the younger versions know that marriage is not just about sharing the same last name and responsibilities. It’s about how two hearts are bound tight enough to feel love all their life. 

On hope,with pain!

Success!! is something we really strive  for,

And something we wish we always were

At times, despite, we running an extra mile,

We couldn't experience a gratified smile

On your heart, you may feel a blue smear,

And on your cheek, may roll a painful tear

I can fathom, how hard it's to accept failure,

You feel broken and lost,

Yet believe in yourself, at any cost

Never give up on making life bloomy,

Though it is turning gloomy

Be definite, and always move on,

It’s your life and you have to make it a cozy lawn.