This is for you my dear!
Parting is a sweet sorrow! Shakespeare was right to say this, especially in the context of love. This is a sweet feeling, because it is a pain of missing a sweetest person of your life. It is a sorrow, because there is no other person or a thing on earth to replace the warm vacuum that has been created.
It’s been more than a year now being in this most intimate relationship. And I saw relations turn familial taxed social institutions, yes with my own eyes but this is not the sort of a thing with mine. I saw my friends dealing with their so called better halves in a sort of a matter of fact thing. When they talk they talk business and even mean business. This they say happens after sometime, there is no specific time frame as such but they say especially after the achievement of the most coveted treasure.
However we have even completed this stage, I mean a year ago. Since then a lot of days and nights have passed with or without. And we are still very much smooched. I still remember very vividly how I have made a long call through the night to propose her. This late night call thing started since then. This we fondly refer to as the romantic call. Not for nothing this is called a romantic call. There are reasons.
This is a romantic call in many aspects. I often make this call deliberately after 11pm. No man makes a business call at this time. This ought to be a romantic time. I never disturb my mom at this time even if I have a reason other than an emergency. But I make this call to her, I have a hunch that this never disturbs her; in fact this delights her or me for that matter. We especially make this call at this time to have a satisfactory talk time as there is a concession of rates after 11pm.
Once you are in the bed after all days works, you are so relaxed and very much energized with romanticism, then you make the call. You get the same delighted answer from the other end of the line. So there is a romance online. Most of the time you happen to be awake to see old day melting into new day, because you call through midnight till early hours of the next day. This is such a rare occasion when you are a bachelor. This is such a wonderful experience. I personally like it and sometimes wish days classes be called off…ha ha that’s a childish whim again.
I talked many such talks over the cell phone until balances exhausted. Every other night cell balance reaches the lowest allowable minimum. Till this day I enjoy this late night calls and hope I can do it some more I don’t know how long but yes I will. I talk love. I talk dreams. I talk life. Talk every other thing on earth, every beautiful thing but the topic never seems to exhaust.
What John Keats meant in his “a thing of beauty is a joy for ever” is this that I feel right now. Any thing can be a thing of beauty as the term beauty itself is a subjective topic. But I have my own justifications for my concept of beauty and that I have found in her.
But when romance is high there is this paradox of time. It is a frustrating time to stay away from the person you love at a ripe age and especially when you are truly in love. When you are together time seems to fly, not even run but fly because those moments are so magical that you do not feel the sense of time. I mean it’s like a true escapism (getting lost in the world of your fancy). People say imagination and reality are two separate things but for me it became quite synonymous, I couldn’t separate between the two, because wonderful things happen in reality especially when you give yourself totally in.
In close relation to this what K5 told was quite right, that in what ever you do give in 200%. But he never said it would be wonderful, he left this for us to see for ourselves. This is one great lesson that I have learnt; when you play you play but when you work do not play at all. In whatever you do give in all you have there is wonder in that. But take caution in being mindful.
Seems I am drifting away by philosophies; one week looked like just few hours. Time is too fleeting when you are together. Togetherness comes to an end like opening your eyes out of the beautiful dream. But when you are away from each other time shows its true length if not more lengthy. You literally feel the tick of time in its own right. One second at a time. Time never seems to move fast. It never seems to bring the great together time back. You tear down your hair a thousand times before love birds can croon together. You do not have the right and power to decide the fate. You cannot do anything as you like it. You have to conform to the tyranny of the social norms. You have to do the right thing at the right time that the society thinks right.
In love everyone is a like a child. They cry sincerely from the heart. They play playfully without a dearth of hesitation. They give without a spec of expectation. And for me this is the wonderful basic goodness in mankind that I have experienced myself.
Time separates us but at heart we never part. Time again brings us back together we gratefully enjoy. This love has added a lot more meaning to my life. From this relation I tried to relate to other relationships and it works wonderfully. Love is responsible if I am altogether a different man, because now I can feel the difference. And I dedicate the virtues to love and human wonder. For inspiring thank you my love. I am writing this for you because this story is inspired by you. It seems I have to keep it here to continue, these summer house flies are humming sweet……..let me take time out to listen if I can understand the lyrics...