Loving!
Loving!


Weather is beautiful
I am loving it.
I am figure dancing
In secret nothing,
My soul has been in
Synchrosiation with you since beginning.
The whole drama is making sense,
And I can see it on a big canvas as
A lovely scenery with all the patches
Of reality along with fewest most agreeable scenes
Of love which can surpass
All fiction n drama.
I am loving it.
First song after 'Aae dil e nanadan'
Was 'jaan e jaan
dhoondti phir rahee
hoon tumhein rad din
mein yahan se wahan...'
It haunts me coz it was picturized in Russia
And reminds me of all the tales by Tolstoy and Chekhov n Dostoevsky etc
And the hauntingly beautiful areas of Russia...
So I had sent you that.
And this figure skating on ice is a part of it.
I don't just want to do 59 fucking positions but
More than that I wanted the whole symphony throughout
Our lifetime and beyond, cs I am loving it.
I am a hopelessly romantic person,
But the bumps u gave adds reality to the otherwise too much unearthly situations
So I am loving it.
But you told me that you married to someone else
And had children, its somewhat out of the boundary of our canvas
So I could not get it or digest it.
You left me many times for whatever reasons,
I tried my best to make the duality of the situation
Somewhat sensible. So I wrote, always, though you always stopped
And made
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I took it as your interest in cards,
So I sent ace of spade
And the queen of hearts as it suited
To our situation most, along with a guitar named
On you, as to music which binds
Us and You should be loving it, but
Again you did something very unromantic, but
This hardness shows your stylish artificiality
Which never come to terms with my naturality,
So I have to love it.
Cos you are a man n have a right to be hard.
Your friend recently added me
I don't know how he found me,
Anyway, I didn't let him in.
Thought I should tell you.
What is a drama if the audience is not there, after all.
So all the entries and exists for occasional
Players only colour the otherwise smooth look of our painting, so ....
Since long you have been testing me, I don't
Know why it was necessary at all,
Means you never trusted
Me, cos if you did, you won't.
But still I am loving it throughout.
I played as per your rules, always.
If you didn't like to be recognised
I never let myself called
You with your name cos I wanted
You to say the truth, cos I am dependable. Is life a lesser
Tester that we also start testing each other,
Let life test us, that was my motto, I believed love can pass
Every test life gives, but may not pass
The test which is taken by someone in the name of love,
Who doesn't love himself?
I am loving it!