You would always be a storm and I would always be a girl who danced in rain.
Rainy days were never as beautiful as they are now. I would go on a long reading vacation for those 3-4 months. The mess that the rains created on the roads, the muddy water and the humidity, ewww. I used to lock myself up in my bedroom, lie on my bed, have coffee and read books. Books were my only companions. But then you entered my life and showed me this beautiful side of monsoon!
Earlier it used to be books and coffee and now it is You and coffee.
Date: 2nd July, 2017.
Somehow I manage to get up at at 4.30 am. It is raining heavily outside but still I wake up just because I promised you last that we’ll meet. It is raining cats and dogs. Dad nags me and orders to sit at home but I don’t listen to him, like always :p
After battling with unpleasant situations, the wet trains, the puddles, the super clean streets, etc. I finally reached college. It’s 7.15 am. I sit on the 1st bench just in front of the door. Half awaken. The glittery green leaves are rustling and a perfect atmosphere is trying out my patience. Just come here fast and complete this beautiful masterpiece!
You swiftly enter the class and my happiness cross all the bounds. You hold my hand and take me to the late bench and say softly, “first benchers make scholars while the last benchers make memories.” I follow you without uttering a word. We sit on the late bench. “DAMN, please don’t wear that black shirt,” say’s the mini me. “My heart always skips a beat when I see you wearing that one. You make me shy and then you ask why do I always stay quite when I’m with you. Aagh, why don’t you understand?” The sound of the pouring rain and that glittery green around us will definitely give anyone a very romantic high.
We then listen to our favorite rain songs. The feeling that the songs bring along is wordless. Your soft cuddles energise me and takes away all the negative thoughts. But then I get fear attacks. Fear of losing you. Fear of attachment. What if I drown in the ocean of attachment and you take away your boat? But then I feel why ruin this charming moment with such negative illusions?
“No, no, no. I want to leave. You’ll lay a trap, please. Get away from here, just leave,” says the mini me and I get up. Fear starts consuming me.
Then suddenly it starts raining more heavily and I say,”I want to go home early.” you reply, “maybe I can’t stop the downpour, but I will always join you for a walk in the rain. We’ll go together.”
“What? Together? I’m trying to resist you but the more I do that the more close you come. I’m trying to resist your presence. Delete you even from my mind. I’m super scared. Scared of falling in love with you.” says mini me. This small piece of mass above always keeps on chattering. Will you please shut up and sleep for some time?
“Amm, okay. You can drop me till the railway platform,” I reply without making any eye contact.”
“I’ll not leave you so easily”
“How did you come to know what i’m thinking?”
” Lets have coffee first. I know a good cafe nearby. It’s on the way.”
We both start laughing and again I get mesmerized by your smile.
We share an umbrella and it is so cozy to walk with you under it. We gorge on street food. I happily share it with you which otherwise I hate doing. You start staring at me and i couldn’t resist myself further. I stare back at you knowing with certainty that I was falling in love.
“Why do you always put up with me?” my tears are just on their way, I get lumps in my troth. Somehow I try to control.
“Because you’re my fire and I’ve been cold my whole life.”
“What fire are you talking about”
“I love you”
“What? Why? How?”
“Yes, I LOVE YOU. Your divine love always supersedes. The closer I get, there is more charm and depth. Your Divine Love has comfort, enthusiasm and familiarity. There is never boardom and it keeps everyone on their toes. There is music in your science and I treasure your silence as much as I treasure my music.
Worldly love can be like an ocean, yet an ocean has a bottom. The Divine Love is like the sky which is limitless, infinite. And I see that Divine Love in you. Will you please share it with me?”
A soft voice from behind breaks my sleep, “wake up Prarthana, how long will you sleep?”