It is miraculous to know how an entry can change individual lives. In between the petty fights, the fact of loving Shashank doesn’t change ever. Consecutively, I fear the day when he could be taken away from me. There is always a question of the existence. Primarily, it is funny to know how someone once a stranger can be so important that he turns near to the breath.
I got an opportunity to be with him for a week, and all I did was staring at him. I wanted to take his odour, feel him totally, look at his activities, love him beyond boundaries, turn crazy like I ever was.
Least did I knew it was all to make it stronger with time and that particular visit. I can be dramatic in front of Shashank, real self, with secrets hidden beneath. I can be stuffed with things, blame him and still run to him for protecting me around his arms.
I stay without words today. Shashank says it depends on destiny. I know how these two and half years have been. He is practical which can never be wrong, but how to funnel the state I am in since all this while. All I could do is pray to the destiny to be around me closely, to have things fall in place.
Once heard, how people stand up even after a fall, I don’t wish to experience that. For that one man I have craved for; being with him turns a necessity with time. Will he choose someone else has always been a question?
For the years to come, where I have imagined a future together…
Please destiny, be with me!
While approaching towards the rose day!