Devika's

........ I shy away, tryi ng to hide my face because I can't look at your eyes again. Somehow, your fingers run through my hand like a miracle. I turn myself towards you. You smile. My lips feebly curl into a smile as I turn red. You hold my hand and bring it near your face. As it touches your chin, I feel the heat on your skin. You are still smiling that smile, but your eyes are fiery. I separate my hand from yours and caress your face. You have such beautiful eyes, and nose. My heart beat amplifies with every minute that passes by, and I can see yours does too. I take your hand; my eyes locked with yours and slowly leap towards your side. The emotion building up inside, swarms across, from you to me, and from me to this hazel dream. I hesitate. You pull yourself back from this trance. I quietly follow.  … The night gets darker. The bus we are on leaves a track of its being as it speeds up, filling the tranquility with the lazy sound of an old engine, struggling not...

 Today was the day I had waited for so long. Did this really happen? I am in constant denial. Today seemed like an improbable truth, like it was the present of the past, of mine and of yours. I was walking and talking as if I was walking and talking years ago. This today felt no present, but a glimpse of my ingrained memories of the life-time I spent under my unceasingly intense fidelity to you. It felt like everything that I had never felt and can never feel again. You wish for something incredible to happen and it really happens. Life would then be a beautiful constellation of happy endings. Sadly, this possibility of anything and everything can only prevail in a fairy tale where magic exists and where your wishes come true. In real life, there is no magic; there are (and can be) only co-incidences, that is too, if you are a believer like me. And today seemed like one of those it-can-never-happen fantasized magical tale that I lived, yet refused to believe in what came ab...