TSM

He looks into my eyes with a smile spread across his face, yet I am asking myself what is that these eyes hold.

I try to look into those beautiful eyes staring hard trying to find an answer but his smile steals my focus and I am unable to hide my smile. The smile that radiates the warmth in my heart and the feeling of pure bliss, though I do not know what he thinks of my smile!

I have stopped “thinking” a long time ago and have learnt to live the moment. The moment when he is with me and I am floating in the moment of this togetherness. The consequences, I am not bothered about because when you fallen into deep gorge once, all that you can do is rise.

He asked me did I hear the pianos or the bells with an expression so typical of him. I could not stop myself smiling at his ignorance/innocence. He really did not believe me when I say share the feelings I have for him and I do not blame him. I guess I seem to be crazy enough saying such things J. Anyways, love is not bells ringing or pianos playing. Life is not a sharukh khan’s movie afterall! Love cannot be defined and each individual forms his/her own definition/form of love. It is a universal feeling yet most personalized. It has different forms and manifests itself in the weirdest ways. Yet to identify it, feel it and accept is an experience of bliss in itself.

I do not know what I liked in him and yes like clichéd romantic novels my heart does not skip a beat seeing him. Yes, when I see him after so many days there is a big smile and when he hugs me and takes me in his arms, my world comes to a stop. He is not a romantic, he is creative yet lacks the ability to say mushy/soft things J . His creativity is at its best when his sarcasm soars high. A talent in itself and I appreciate. I like doing things for him though at times it tires me but still I feel like pampering him. After all it’s all about how much you can make the other person feel special and important to you, the way in which you touch their lives.

He may never accept that he has feelings for me beyond likeness and it may take me a lifetime to make him understand what love means to me for him ,but I won’t mind because it will give me a lifetime with him.

Beautiful are those who can smile with their eyes,

Blessed are those who can become that reason,

Love is not an empty four letter word

But a intricately woven emotion

With it you shine and you rise

Bliss in all four seasons

You are the world

And world is you.