Yes She Loves Him

She smiles when she sees the butterflies. Every night sitting by the window, she talks to the moon. She tells him that which she doesn’t share with anyone ..a message for him who she loves so dearly in spite of everything, her dreams, her sadness and sometimes just nothing. It’s like talking to that friend who is always there without any expectations, no judgments, the guiding light.

Sighting the moon peeking from behind the clouds, meant everything was fine.

Yes, she loves him.

At times when it's dark and cloudy and the moon is nowhere to be seen, she hopes for the rain to pour in. She hides her tears behind them.

Yes, she loves him.

She hugs them occasionally, the trees. Talks to them affectionately. They listen and can feel your touch, she says. Unlike human beings, trees will never hurt no matter what (She thinks to herself)

Yes, she loves him.

When she dances, life feels like a celebration, it’s like relaying the emotions to all the elements through the movements. This is how love feels.

Neeye, the Tamil song was playing in the background, she knew she had to dance..and so she did.

Although she didn’t know what the lyrics meant, the song did hit something in the heart. She understood the meaning of the lyrics with the help of a friend. It was perfect, a dedication to him. The dance on the song now felt like her own love story.

Yes, she loves him.

She loves going for a walk, spotting the stars, and the planets. If it rains, she gets drenched.

Yes, she loves him.

She loves tea. She keeps some sachets of coffee at home.

Yes, she loves him.

Tabla, flute, sitar, she always loved them all and now listens to their music too.

Yes, she loves him.

Amongst all this, she cries trying to keep her heart together.

Yes, she loves him.