I Miss . . .

After a long day at office, I came home only to start working again. The coziness of the bed, with the help of overloaded dinner played a prank on me. The mail that was supposed to be resting in the sent items was still flashing on the screen. As I was shifting gears to deep slumber, I felt a hand on me. I woke up to see a very familiar face smiling at me. I smiled back acknowledging that I was supposed to put the sleep to rest.

Many other faces emerged out of the darkness slowly. They all quickly piled up and wished me. I was eventually dragged out of my bed to follow the rituals. While my arse received quite a caressing as apart of the ritual, I was given a unique face pack which comprised of the all the spreads, Jams, Jelly, and some dairy products topped with an egg. As the session progressed, gifts fell into my hands loaded with lots of love. It was a memorable night and they indeed made it special.

My phone was busy buzzing with wishes. However, there was a surprise call as well from a number which I did not expect. It too contained wishes, but brought back all the reminiscences from the past in a flash. I felt good, but at the same time, it flooded my mind with the fond memories of her.

As the clock continued ticking into early morning, everybody dispersed. I was happy as they never failed to surprise me. At the same time, it was hard for me to hold back those droplets desperately trying to break free. After 3 years of togetherness, celebrating without her was very different. There was void around me all the time. I could feel the place next to me empty for the one who would feed me the first piece of her handmade cake; the one who would plan the day for weeks just to make it special; the one who would embrace me in a warm hug and lovingly kiss me; the one who would eagerly wait for me to unwrap the presents and loved to find the excitement on my face; the one who would wait till the end for all the guests to go and take me home with her.

I went back to my bed alone; I missed her.

One Night . . .

The limitless darkness around, made me nervous.  As the last shimmer of light has been put out, I suddenly felt conscious. I could feel my pulse racing as the heart started pumping more than usual. I felt a hand on me and I twitched.

Breathing was getting difficult. I was not expecting it. I felt the soft skin on my chest. I could feel the warmth of her body as she came closer. The faint perfume was still lingering on her. It was the first time we were so close. In a moment, I felt the weight of her body against me. I put my hand around and enveloped her in my arms. The darkness around suddenly felt cozy and warm. As we got closer to each other, I just hoped for a never ending night. 

I Wish . . .

It sneaked in through the shades.  As I felt the warmth of its touch, I woke up and slide the shades. Morning was beautiful as the early rays bounced of the mist that settled down over night. The tiny droplets of water on the edges bore the images of the surroundings. I arched back to pull my dropping boxers, when I saw her lying in the bed wrapped under the sheets. Her back was smooth and radiated in the early morning light. I put the shades back properly trying to protect her from the hands of belligerent rays trying to touch her bare skin.

I longed to get back to her and cuddle into her. The thought itself was so strong that I had to force myself into the kitchen. I took many precautions to make sure that the noise from the kitchen did not disturb her sleep. I quickly filled up the table with multiple options of breakfast and went back to her. As I slipped my hand around her smooth skin, I could feel her hand pulling me closer and holding me tight. I loved the expression on her face. I so wished that I could remain like that forever, leaving everything.

I had to do it. I slowly moved up so that I could get a clear view of her face. I swooped down to her ear and slowly whispered. She acknowledged it as she planted a kiss. I kissed her back on the forehead and moved her to smell the hot breakfast waiting to be devoured. She pulled up the sheets to cover herself as she rested her back on the bed.  She smilingly outstretched her arms for a warm hug.

As I leaned forward for it, I hit the seat ahead and woke up. It was a dream? I felt bad and happy at the same time. I was feeling lighter. I adjusted myself and closed my eyes hoping to continue the pleasant experience. Suddenly the whole plane shook as if it was caught in turbulence. I woke up to find my friend standing by my side holding my drink and giving me a weird stare. I looked at him in disbelief and closed my eyes wishing that it was a dream.