Monday, April 27, 2009

Holding the Hands

It was on the very next day of my blog post" A HAND TO HOLD" , you came to see me which was quite a surprising visit, you- my awaited crush. A few minutes we spent in some trivial talks as usual, and then we went out to have food. As I had my lunch already, I sat back with a mango milk shake, watching curiously the way you ate your food.

slowly, tasting every dish, your facial expressions told me that the food was tasty. whenever the taste tickled your tongue it was evident from your face. Occasionally giggling at me, I enjoyed watching you. Your lips, eyes, reddy cheeks and so on...

On the way back, we were walking together, side by side, and hm... our hands were rubbing each other, where both of us could sense the longingness to hold each others hands. And, I felt your thumb and fore finger slowly holding my small finger. As if it were magnets, I crossed my fingers all on a sudden, and both of us clasped it so strongly that it will not break... The luke warm sensation and the tenderness of your hand was magical.

My heart started leaping up, palpitating, I say. The trees around me became greener. The meadows started blazing., In spite of the torrential heat, the breeze was so cool. Birds began to chirp unusually. oh.... I was in shangrila for a few seconds...

We could hold our hands only for a couple of minutes. But,it was a life long awaited moment for me. I was totally speechless.

I Have never wished that I would become a millionair, celebrity, or a man with all fortunes. Never asked anything like that to god.. But a loving heart, a hand to hold, a soft mellow voice that loves me, some leisurely stroll and such sort of things. some silly things that no money can ever bring.

And you were there to fulfil one of my wish, the very next day I longed for it. I thank god with immense pleasure.

And I know, Its never possible for you and me to be together. Thats the greatest pain that one has to face in life. To be with a person you love most knowing the bitter fact that, the person can never be yours in this life time.

But I wish, and want to hold your hand, when I am 40 and you 33, you 43 and I am 50, I am 60 and you 53, you63 and I am 70, you 73 and I am 80... if god grants us longivity and we are alive on this earth, and I wish, yes I wish, I wish....

5 comments:

~Cheryl said...

Thank you for such a beautiful love story. You have a wonderful gift of painting with words.

Binoy Mathew said...

oh thank you for your appreciation.. when it comes to my writing you can be more harsh and be a cynic...

Anonymous said...

its a good story....so lovely.. and painful

Sixpence and a Blue Moon said...

What a beautiful 'love' story... one we all dream of.

Anonymous said...

thank u so much my dear friend