2...

i.
my body your temple
my temple your soul
your soul my destiny
my destiny your soul

ii.
you and i where do we go
you are the moon and I a mere star
for when we collide, it is my demise
my existence is my pennant
your love is my solace
for when we collide, it is my demise

Snow snow snow & then some rain.. :)

Snow snow & more snow…

I woke up to a beautiful blanket of white all over again. The trees, the roof tops & the mail boxes all were breath takingly beautiful. I went a little crazy with my camera again, walked out in my pj’s and started snapping. I wanted to capture all the beauty before the wind blows it all away. As I was trying to capture what may last only a few moments his thought lingered my mind. As if for a moment I wasn’t here, I was somewhere else and suddenly the snow wasn’t snow anymore but rain. Warm summer rains like I used to know of my childhood in India.


I remember the sweet smell of rain that often precedes the warm rains. Up there, on the terrace my world changed. It was mine, with no barriers or limits. I dreamed up there, I lived up here. Time certainly has changed a lot. Instead of rains, I find solace in the snow now and wait for spring to bring in the rains. I still dream but not as much, I long for those lost days when everything revolved around my terrace.

My memories are a bit faded these days, but on certain days they tend to appear out of the blue and engulf my thoughts. I await the rains now; maybe they will release me from this melancholy mood of mine. I have grown up quite a bit since my terrace days, but sometimes the kid in me beckons to be let free. So, today barefoot and barely dressed when I stepped onto the blanket of white, I was taken back for a moment. I was a kid again, in my white sleeveless dress perched up on the water tank to jump into the make shift pool of rain water(used to plug the drainage holes to retain the water), to splash & scream…
rain rain
oh rain do come again
come today, tomorrow and morrow after..

choices

It has been years since they’ve seen each other let alone be on the same continent. Sydney never thought she would love someone so much. Her love for him has transcended marriages, births and decades. It has, and it will until one of them succumbs to the inevitable. She knows, it is wrong! She knows it is insane to think that she can love two and expect to be loved back by both.

A dreamer is what her friends call her. A lunatic...not the kind one commits to the asylums, but the kind one looks for and once in a blue moon you find that lunatic and there you have...Sydney.

A dream is what she thinks he is. Tall, dark and handsome 30 something who knows what he wants and always gets it. He is the kind of man one doesn't expect to find but the shock comes when he befriends you. He is charming, intelligent and funny..and there you have Phoenix.

A gentleman with a halo that never fades or falters. He too is tall, dark and dashingly handsome. Never the one to give in, but always considers others before himself. People flock to him as though he exudes a magnetic force. His love for Sydney is undeniable even when she's no where in sight...and there you have Aaris

She is married to Aaris and she loves him no doubt about it. It is Phoenix she’s always battled with. She has loved him since she can stand on her own. Phoenix knew she loved him and she figured (or thought) he loved her too. Over the years, infatuations came and went by yet Phoenix was a constant.

Aaris’s arrival complicated things a bit, Sydney didn’t understand how she can love another but she knew she just did. Maybe she was scared, maybe she was confused but one day she got enough courage to break all barriers and professed her love to Phoenix. He broke her heart that day.

Years passed by before she ever spoke to Phoenix again. She married Aaris and is quite happy with him. She never spoke of him as much as she used to. She would see him at social events or just around town; there they’d exchange a smile and nods but no conversation. She was busy with Aaris. She had a family now and she was happy, they were happy.

Even though Sydney never spoke of Phoenix, there hasn’t been a moment that has passes by without Phoenix's thought crossing her mind. Aaris knows how much Sydney loves him and he also knows when he married her she brought along Phoenix. Sydney still wonders why Aaris doesn’t get upset about Phoenix, but she also knows that she loves him more than she can ever confess too and maybe just maybe after years with Sydney, Aaris knows she truly loves him.

Where life takes us? We don't know, we can't predict our paths but when we choose those that accompany us it makes it easier to tread those tough roads. Sydney knows that she has Aaris to stand beside and even today she knows if she ever truly needed Phoenix, he would be right there next to her just like Aaris. I guess we never really choose whom we fall in love with, but one thing is for sure, those that you love and those that love you will always stand beside you, no matter what may come.

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his thirst her faith
his faith her lust
he smiles, she cries
he lives, she hopes
he dies but once
he lives for lust
lest love live twice
her thirst his faith
her faith his lust
mrv 2009©