A Table for Two

I have this inherent ability, such that varied thoughts keep entering and leaving my mind, and I am always in a whirl, with my emotions varying as fast as the the colors of a chameleon. Love has given my life an entirely new perspective.
Imagine waking up early morning, watching the sunrise while sipping a cup of your favorite filter coffee. Then going to work to a place where everyone loves you, and you love everyone. Imagine the bone deep satisfaction of doing your job well, of doing something creative that is beneficial to the world. Imagine going home to a playful, loving family and living in a dream house that you helped build. Evening walks on the beach with a golden Labrador, who looks like a streak of sunbeam blazing across the sand, would be an integral part of your day. Imagine the amount of happiness and satisfaction you would feel just before you closed your eyes and went to sleep. Put all this happiness in to a bubble and try, just try to measure it. That is the amount of joy I feel when i see my boyfriend's smile. When i see his face light up with laughter and his eyes look tenderly at me, i feel all the world fade away. Every silly joke I tell, every funny and quirky habit of mine, all my hard work, every tune I compose, every song I sing, earns me a reward more precious to me than anything in the world. I had never thought that one person's smile would mean so much, but it does. Love has given me a peaceful, easy feeling that would remain with me through everything.
A cool breeze wafted cheerful tidings into my ears as i dressed my best, leaving my home for a romantic evening with a handsome young man. I walked for a while, then took a cab to our meeting place. He came armed with a smile to melt my heart and flowers to captivate my soul. We walked, hand in hand to the restaurant and argued about who would pay the bill. I finally gave in (for the first time) and we declared peace, sealed with a kiss! (hehehhe)
We asked for a table for two, and he opened the door for me, the door to the most romantic place I have ever been to! It was dim, with small lights on the ceiling casting a light glow on the room. We sat down, and the waiter greeted us with the satisfaction of knowing that a good sum of money would be extracted from us by the time we got done with dinner! But for the first time, we didn't care. I looked into his eyes and I saw the beautiful soul of the man I love. Our relationship, our bond, our friendship, our joy made the whole room so much more beautiful, so much more magical, and I told him so. There is one thing that I love about my sweetheart, he is so warm that even when I am almost freezing in a room where the temperature is dangerously low, his body remains as warm as if he is sitting beside a fireplace and is as cozy as a bug in a rug. I can hold his hand for hours and feel his warmth seep through my skin, it feels like heaven.
It was one of the most beautiful evenings of my life, and the food was delicious! The music was like the chirping of birds in the wood, inconspicuous and yet so beautiful and soothing. At that moment, if you could have gauged my joy in terms of music, you would have heard a symphony so true that it would have melted your heart too.
Well, sorry to disappoint the food lovers but there was no room for desert in our stomachs so we just topped off the evening with a walk by the sea. I think i fell in love with my man all over again today! I think I am truly getting nauseatingly mushy so I had better sign off with a warm hug to all out there...........Keep Smiling.

The plight of a mother

My dad is the Deputy superintendent of his hospital and hence quite a variety of people come to our home for advice or suggestions. This weekend, in the morning I opened the door to find an old lady asking for my dad. I replied to her that my dad was sleeping (he takes his time to get up on Sundays) and hearing that, she then asked for my mom (who is also a doctor and would be able to assist her as well). I called my mom and stood aside wondering at what peril had brought the old lady to my house at 7.30 am in the morning. I soon came to know.......
The old lady told my mom that she needed a death certificate. She said it in a casual manner which brought a chill to my bones and truly startled me. But I should have seen the grief behind the casual facade, because after saying that one statement, the old lady broke down into tears. It was as if she had promised herself to be calm while fulfilling her duties to her dead loved one, but I guess she realized the finality of her statement and couldn't control the flood of emotions that threatened her senses.
And what mother could have? For it was her daughter who had passed on leaving her behind to face the sorrow of loneliness that is inevitable after the departure of a loved one. She wept as she told us that her daughter had become skin and bone due to her ailment and that she had not been able to even consume water. Her voice was heavy with grief, her shoulders bent, her eyes wet and I saw her pain, heard it, but I could not think of a single thing to say. And I realized that she just wanted to be heard and so we remained silent and acknowledged her pain, her courage and silently prayed for her daughter and her family.
The old lady left after a while but not before she had left an indelible print on my mind. I wondered, and i wondered....
Imagine the pain of seeing a loved one fade right in front of your eyes, imagine seeing your beloved experience pain without being able to do anything about it because everyone told you there was nothing else left to do. Imagine the ache in your heart when your beloved is forced to give up food and drink and cannot intake anything and all you can do is hold her hand and pray. You feel so helpless and angry that someone you love is suffering, that this person that you love hasn't committed any error to suffer this way but was inflicted by disease either by accident or bad luck or just randomly. God, I swear I just couldn't stop thinking about it............
I just want to dedicate this small space on my blog, and a large space in my heart to all those who have lost loved ones..........please be strong because when you feel pain, i see it and feel it too, maybe not as much as you do, but enough to know how it feels, enough to care, enough to admire all those who pick up their lives and move on after horrendous losses, enough................
God bless you all.

Dear mother, when you cry,
and your eyes brim with sorrow;
Dear mother, when you weep,
for those who will not see tomorrow,
I ache inside and wonder
at the injustice of it all,
I grow angry at your loss
for you deserve much more than this grief laden upon your soul.
For who will ease those lonely nights,
that you spend reliving the past?
Who will caress and calm your agitated soul,
when all are asleep but for you, the nights don't seem to pass.
And one day you'll look back after the daily chores of the day are done,
and you'll see how everyone around you has changed;
All of a sudden they will all seem strangers,
and you will look at yourself and wonder when you were left behind.
But i hope you don't surrender,
I hope you achieve peace,
God, i hope i can see your smile again,
Radiant as it once was, shining down upon me.