She had this feeling before she remembers,at that time it was a little crush of those starting years of knowing and exploring the word love.It's not really love so that's why they named it crush.She had it on her uncle he was handsome,young,tall and dark as most of the romantic novel say about a man.Today it was different story she loved someone who was very young to her.And yes it was love not infatuation.She was a professor in a college while teaching she had communicated with hundreds and thousands of youngsters.She wasn't married even at the age of 36,she actually didn't believe in it.She had seen her family,her mother and father used to spend nights fighting over a word one of them might have thrown accidentally at each other.
Siblings were never part of her life,she had just some cousins to call her own and they also had her as the shoulder for crying.The sorrows of others life were well soughted out by her.Lonesome at first,very introvert she never used to like people around her.After gradual changes in herself and her confidence she started to face the world and made quite handful of friends.From the handfuls only two or three might have been able to connect to her but then they also had life and couldn't stay with her for lifetime unless yeah they loved her(guy) or couldn't think up straight(girls).After finishing her schooling she realized the truth the bitter way because after you have been lonely and a transition period of friends circle comes in scene and when you return back to where you were it doesn't feel normal in anyway.
She adapted to it well,thought that studies were the only way she could be diverted and so she studied and attended almost all the lectures in the college because she couldn't have made new friends at the cost of herself being alone again the next time she finished up college.And now Mahi was a professor of botany.
In her 12 years of teaching she had never liked a guy that much,and she was quite embarrassed at the thought of having even thought about him this way.Himanshu was a bright student,very different from others and in a way he also could connect with Mahi quite well.He used to miss other lectures but never of her.
One day he had the courage and he went up to her and asked her 'Mam can I have your number?i had some doubts to talk about.' She was more than happy as if waiting for this opportunity to knock on her door and she eagerly handed out her number written on a piece of paper.He might have been around 20 or 21 appealing characteristics of face,tall,nice built and lots of girl were on the verge of falling for him.But for him it was different, he was also an introvert,shy and studious kind of guy.Had just two friends there.
He called her up in the evening and said hello with quite a unsure tone.
Mahi-hello,is this himanshu?
Himanshu-Yes mam,but how do you know that?
Mahi-Just identified from your voice.So what were the doubts you had to talk about?
Himanshu-It's not related to classes really..
Mahi-Then what is it?you had some fight in college or girlfriend problem?what is it?
Himanshu-I kind of like someone in the college.She is very beautiful and..wait do you have problem if i talk about this with you?Your husband or children won't mind right?
Mahi-Actually himansh i don't have anyone to call my husband or kid.
Himanshu-Oh great! Oh i mean..
Mahi-Oh i hear that spark in your voice what is it ?come out with it.
Himanshu-Mahi i love you!
(She was on cloud nine and couldn't believe her ears)
Mahi-Don't you like someone in college?Why did you have to say it to someone that too me,your teacher?
Himanshu-Because Mahi i can't stop feeling the way i feel for you.Do you feel the same way?If you don't then i promise i would leave this college and have admissions done some place else away from you..
Mahi-Himansh I love you too..but..
Himanshu-But what?
Mahi-You and i are student and teacher,we cannot breach this relation and code of conduct.
Himanshu-Oh come on love doesn't understand any of these.I have always admired your words,you,your attitude,your smile and what not..I am so much in love with you and don't know any other way to say it.
Mahi-Meet me on braige beach.Today 9 o'clock if you don't have problem in your house with your parents.
Himanshu-Yes I'll be there.
They hang up and then they meet at 9 o'clock on braige beach.There is this moonlight glowing on the cascading waves,gentle breeze is flowing.Mahi is there in a white dress,bathed all in the light of moon,sitting with crossed legs,staring into the unending sea and her eyes speak like never before.Her pink lips were a delight to watch at,her long black hairs flowing down her back,eyes held a innocent wish and heart yearned.Himanshu comes and sits beside her.She holds him tight and embraces him and he can hear muffled voices.She is uncontrollable and crying.She has never thought that she would have an opportunity to hold the person she had loved first time in her life and according to her which was impossible.
Himanshu slowly raised her chin and spoke to her with a low and sweet voice "You i don't know..i feel like i have been meant to connect to you this way only.I love you so much ,words would be surely too less to tell you..(while saying all this he wiped her tears)
Mahi looked up in his eyes with red eyes and sighed..she felt like watching a dream in front of her eyes.She couldn't believe the reality.Her heart beat like a million times in a minute..or so she thought.
they didn't ask about each other..they didn't want to ask what was their past and what will there future be like..they just knew one thing and that was just love.
Yes it's difficult to think like it.People say only love won't suffice every need of yours but when you really do fall in love ,you'll surely know the magic it does ,the fireworks it explodes,the way it brighten ups the day,the heavenly feeling of being on cloud nine..it's imaginary but very close to reality of what wonders love can do.Just feel the present..past has gone..future is to be of what you do in your present.It didn't matter to them whether one was old or young,all that meant was their frequency,their need to be complete with each other,the need for two imperfect beings to unite in perfection...Love was all in the night air,the moon seemed to glow more than ever,the breezes played with her hairs and tousled his as well.That night was their own creation and the future will be too..It was pure without the hunger of lust,just to drown and indulge in the beauty of a SOUL.
Does age really matter in love(it's your view)?
Does age really matter in love(society says :) ?
Does society means more than love?
Sweet-bitter sensations,sparkling magic all around..cupid strikes it's arrow and love is all that spreads in the air.
P.S.-The questions can be answered in the comments or can be just thought about.. :)
Siblings were never part of her life,she had just some cousins to call her own and they also had her as the shoulder for crying.The sorrows of others life were well soughted out by her.Lonesome at first,very introvert she never used to like people around her.After gradual changes in herself and her confidence she started to face the world and made quite handful of friends.From the handfuls only two or three might have been able to connect to her but then they also had life and couldn't stay with her for lifetime unless yeah they loved her(guy) or couldn't think up straight(girls).After finishing her schooling she realized the truth the bitter way because after you have been lonely and a transition period of friends circle comes in scene and when you return back to where you were it doesn't feel normal in anyway.
She adapted to it well,thought that studies were the only way she could be diverted and so she studied and attended almost all the lectures in the college because she couldn't have made new friends at the cost of herself being alone again the next time she finished up college.And now Mahi was a professor of botany.
In her 12 years of teaching she had never liked a guy that much,and she was quite embarrassed at the thought of having even thought about him this way.Himanshu was a bright student,very different from others and in a way he also could connect with Mahi quite well.He used to miss other lectures but never of her.
One day he had the courage and he went up to her and asked her 'Mam can I have your number?i had some doubts to talk about.' She was more than happy as if waiting for this opportunity to knock on her door and she eagerly handed out her number written on a piece of paper.He might have been around 20 or 21 appealing characteristics of face,tall,nice built and lots of girl were on the verge of falling for him.But for him it was different, he was also an introvert,shy and studious kind of guy.Had just two friends there.
He called her up in the evening and said hello with quite a unsure tone.
Mahi-hello,is this himanshu?
Himanshu-Yes mam,but how do you know that?
Mahi-Just identified from your voice.So what were the doubts you had to talk about?
Himanshu-It's not related to classes really..
Mahi-Then what is it?you had some fight in college or girlfriend problem?what is it?
Himanshu-I kind of like someone in the college.She is very beautiful and..wait do you have problem if i talk about this with you?Your husband or children won't mind right?
Mahi-Actually himansh i don't have anyone to call my husband or kid.
Himanshu-Oh great! Oh i mean..
Mahi-Oh i hear that spark in your voice what is it ?come out with it.
Himanshu-Mahi i love you!
(She was on cloud nine and couldn't believe her ears)
Mahi-Don't you like someone in college?Why did you have to say it to someone that too me,your teacher?
Himanshu-Because Mahi i can't stop feeling the way i feel for you.Do you feel the same way?If you don't then i promise i would leave this college and have admissions done some place else away from you..
Mahi-Himansh I love you too..but..
Himanshu-But what?
Mahi-You and i are student and teacher,we cannot breach this relation and code of conduct.
Himanshu-Oh come on love doesn't understand any of these.I have always admired your words,you,your attitude,your smile and what not..I am so much in love with you and don't know any other way to say it.
Mahi-Meet me on braige beach.Today 9 o'clock if you don't have problem in your house with your parents.
Himanshu-Yes I'll be there.
They hang up and then they meet at 9 o'clock on braige beach.There is this moonlight glowing on the cascading waves,gentle breeze is flowing.Mahi is there in a white dress,bathed all in the light of moon,sitting with crossed legs,staring into the unending sea and her eyes speak like never before.Her pink lips were a delight to watch at,her long black hairs flowing down her back,eyes held a innocent wish and heart yearned.Himanshu comes and sits beside her.She holds him tight and embraces him and he can hear muffled voices.She is uncontrollable and crying.She has never thought that she would have an opportunity to hold the person she had loved first time in her life and according to her which was impossible.
Himanshu slowly raised her chin and spoke to her with a low and sweet voice "You i don't know..i feel like i have been meant to connect to you this way only.I love you so much ,words would be surely too less to tell you..(while saying all this he wiped her tears)
Mahi looked up in his eyes with red eyes and sighed..she felt like watching a dream in front of her eyes.She couldn't believe the reality.Her heart beat like a million times in a minute..or so she thought.
they didn't ask about each other..they didn't want to ask what was their past and what will there future be like..they just knew one thing and that was just love.
Yes it's difficult to think like it.People say only love won't suffice every need of yours but when you really do fall in love ,you'll surely know the magic it does ,the fireworks it explodes,the way it brighten ups the day,the heavenly feeling of being on cloud nine..it's imaginary but very close to reality of what wonders love can do.Just feel the present..past has gone..future is to be of what you do in your present.It didn't matter to them whether one was old or young,all that meant was their frequency,their need to be complete with each other,the need for two imperfect beings to unite in perfection...Love was all in the night air,the moon seemed to glow more than ever,the breezes played with her hairs and tousled his as well.That night was their own creation and the future will be too..It was pure without the hunger of lust,just to drown and indulge in the beauty of a SOUL.
Does age really matter in love(it's your view)?
Does age really matter in love(society says :) ?
Does society means more than love?
Sweet-bitter sensations,sparkling magic all around..cupid strikes it's arrow and love is all that spreads in the air.
P.S.-The questions can be answered in the comments or can be just thought about.. :)
17 comments:
Hey, Hi
well, the very same questions i had when i posted the very first of my posts on blogger, "Ethics"
the answers to these questions are within each of us...its upto us what we choose...
if we love someone as much to cut out society from our lives, then love wins, if we arent really sure which one to choose, its the society which triumphs...as always... :)
nice write up...beautiful infact...
Regards,
The Silhouette...
speechless .....wht way you express ur feeling !!
superb ....keep doing tht kind of writing !!
love does not have any boundaries, if restriction, its really sad! and yes that s what is about presently!
I do have my answer and views about the questions...
P.S.after long time over here, change in blogs name and look, nice :)
I'd suggest that there be an ending to this story, the finale, where you get to decide, and your characters get to decide what should be the answer to the questions you just posed. :)
Nice story, and a nice introspection into something that might be taken as taboo.
Cheers,
Blasphemous Aesthete
@Eon
Very true the answers are within each of us.
Thanks a lot.. :)
@Vish
Oh! Thanks a ton..
Till such readers like you are their to motivate and encourage i shall go on Vish :)
@Beyond horizon
Yes that i see that you return after a reasonably long time..anyway thanks for taking out time for reading i am glad..
Thanks :)
So you keeping the thoughts to yourself :P
@Blasphemous Aesthete
I have not thought like it..but lets see..
I am glad you could do the needful introspection yourself after reading this.
Thank you :)
Worth a thought!!
Well expressed or beautifully written.
Hehehe...yes I wanted to mention my thoughts but at this phase probably even am in doubt so kept it to myself
i have been here earlier too and read your writings just not commented on them and as usual they are quite innovative and mysterious ;)
I forgot... Congrats for winning the poetry contest :)
@Red Handed
It's nothing compared to the way you write..it's just awesome :)
Well glad that you could provide the necessary thoughts according to you :)
Thanks!
Hope you had a happy visit here!
keep chiming!
@Beyond horizon
There is always bound to be some :)
Oh! Nice to hear that :)
Thanks a lot..it's never too late :)
Well expressed and beautifully written......
though question remain same...
Does age really matter in love(to you)??
for society ...yes as it is the matter of standard/norms of society...there is no individual...but the whole community involved...so for society its a matter of Ethics..Idealism...no exceptions should be there...everyone should go with the norms....
but for us(as individual)...the answer is within ourselves...if you really care about society....ethics...norms...then age really matter to you...
but Love is only thing for you..no matter what society thinks..you only believe in your love...and have courage and open minded to face anything...anyone...then answer is no..age doesn't matter...as inner Soul has no age...
thus I am very much agreed with Eon Heath views..
the answers to these questions are within each of us...its upto us what we choose...
I would like to quote Kahlil Gibran as he says :
"Love has no other desire but to fulfill itself.
But if you love and must needs have desires, let these be your desires:
To melt and be like a running brook that sings its melody to the night.
To know the pain of too much tenderness.
To be wounded by your own understanding of love;
And to bleed willingly and joyfully.
To wake at dawn with a winged heart and give thanks for another day of loving;
To rest at the noon hour and meditate love's ecstasy;
To return home at eventide with gratitude;
And then to sleep with a prayer for the beloved in your heart and a song of praise upon your lips." :)
Lovely post Girlie :)
@Lil angel
That was a nice thing you shared..awwiee thanx for the appreciation :)
@Hemu di
yes very true as i said for eon too..
thanks so much :)
Well expressed each & every word of it..
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