The journey had taken a new turn, a new route and a new experience that felt like walking in a heaven that was filled with colors and smiles. Though the road unexistent, never laid, filled with thorns n huge sturdy grass stood ahead to be walked as the only path to the destiny, hands joined hands while two feet had become four. Sunny day brought sweat but a mild blow of breath felt like a breaze in the desert! The dry and thirsty lips met and turned wet and drove away all thirst that ever accumulated.
A journey like this can be anywhere on the earth or hell, would be enjoyed just because of the hands that held and the feet that walked together that never complained! The smile that never vanished and while thorns stuck the blood didn't pain. Without crying or complaning the road of tough paths had ended and a bright way ahead opened...
At that point when I stood alone, I no more wanted to walk and my hands looked for what they had got locked, my feet didn't move unless they multiplied and wait continued for the one without whom the journey was not even worth traveling, worth trying or worth living! The eyes await and hands stretched I stand wreteched for the warmth of togetherness without caring for what laid on the path ahead... Without the hands the wait goes ahead and the journey stuck, the path still laid...
3 comments:
Its haunting and emotional and poetic....If u r looking for an alternate job, look no more!Find someone to publish your writing...
That's seriously no kiddin stuff!! Good going, waiting for the next one.
haha, I like your sense of humor Anjali. On a serious note, that's my secret wish as well ;)
Thnx nidhi, will write soon and I'm waiting for your posts as well!
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