The Friendly Valley

The landscape was covered by lush green carpet. Even though there was no uniformity in the thickness, it certainly looked bright and even darker in patches. Few trees announced to the fellow comrades of their height by standing out tall enough to be visible for miles. The invisibility cloak of the constantly moving clouds hid some of the hills, occasionally providing an opportunity for a quick glance. The altitude of the place made the place cooler than expected even during the summer. Sun light was welcome as it was soothing on the skin for a change. I was innately exultant experiencing the freshness of the nature.  I felt alive as I took deep breath and filled my lungs with the fresh air.

Surprisingly enough, dark clouds invaded and were slowly engulfing the bright skies. I could see their armies marching across the vast green cover. The hills too were timid to stand up for them. The valley whose depth I could not fathom looked even more sinister. The air got even cooler and I could feel the skin react to the sudden change in the climate. I rubbed my palms on my arms to generate some warmth. Innumerous thoughts about her crossed my mind with sporadic break of thoughtlessness.

I reflected on the instances, when she simply hugged me. I held her in my arms, and sometimes she tried to play mischievous with me.  She kissed me teasingly and sometimes passionately. In some situations, she would just simply smile and make my day.  I was full of her. These thoughts just made me smile for a minute before the dark clouds completed their invasion and started to exercise their might. The heavy drops of water woke me up from the dream and reminded me of the message that I received a while ago. Its contents shook my roots. Like a news ticker, my mind started played the contents “You are nothing more than a friend to me”.

By the time I reacted to the change in the climate, I was drenched completely. I could not make out the difference between the water coming from above and from within me. The heart was doing extra work pumping out extra blood to squeeze out the excess water from the body in tears. The water was making the vision blurred. The valley looked friendly all of a sudden with its outstretched arms. I needed a friend and I found one. I just closed my eyes hard, switching off the ticker and it was silent all around. 

The Promise

She said we would meet soon to which I replied in affirmative. She kept her side of promise. We did meet again. She was there standing at the door for me. She was dressed in white and looked ravishingly beautiful. The dress fitted her perfectly accentuating her curves. I was living a dream. I could not believe the moment had actually materialized. Guess my heart got used to the extra work load, as it started punching its chamber violently the moment she appeared in front of me.

I straight away took her into my arms without any delay. She smiled and reciprocated as she too held me tight. She was there in my arms and I was in no hurry to let her go. She was the drug that would keep a check on my heart beat. I let her go only after the medication had its complete effect. I looked into her eyes, pushing away the strands of hair blocking her vision. They conveyed a lot without even letting a syllable out of her mouth. My palms enclosed her face. As we got closer, she twitched and held me tight. We realized that we were more than friends.

We spent quality time with each other, occasionally expressing our love without saying it loud. Sometimes, when things are on a roll, you would need to expect the unexpected. She opened up few delicacies that were created by her own hands and served them for dinner. She not only fulfilled her promise, but also made it very memorable. The dinner was lip smacking and finger licking. As I was busy savoring and devouring the food, she slowly held me from behind. I could not have asked for more. Tears clouded my eyes for her act of love. I kissed her gently expressing my delight. The parting was pleasingly painful. I didn’t want to go, but I had to. I too had promised her something before leaving, and I am frantically waiting for the day to keep up mine.

It Happened Again . . .

She has been missing for a while without a trace. Discomfort filled the heart. Why did she leave suddenly? She wasn’t even reachable. My questions remained unanswered. I did not know if I would ever see her again. Even though we were friends, both of us knew we definitely had something more than that. Our meeting the other day left an intense desire for her. I wanted to see her again. I wanted to spend time with her. I have put in fervent efforts in tracing her.

My phone rang as I was trying to indulge in shopping for myself. The number looked familiar. As I picked up the call, I was shocked. The voice made me go weak in my knees. I was not sure if I was dreaming. I couldn’t move. My heart was thumping. I could hear the voice now even more clearly as if it was inside in my ear. I turned around and was taken aback. She was there standing in front of me, in flesh and blood. She was dressed casual in jeans and a white tee with something printed on it. I did not know how to respond. I was still in a pleasant shock, and slowly put my arms around her as she gave me a warm hug. Then, I felt my heart started to try to function like a human.

We exchanged pleasantries and she apologized for her disappearing act. I did not ask any questions nor did she say anything else. I did not need answers anymore. I was too excited to meet her and did not make any attempt to hide it. She blushed as I told her how elated I was to see her. We spent sometime just walking through the arrays. She politely declined the request for a coffee. The disappointment by the request being turned down was flushed out by her bright smile. She promised to meet again very soon. I replied in affirmative and I meant it. She hugged me again and I kissed on her cheek as we parted. She smiled and walked away. I wanted more of her. I wanted her completely. After a distance she turned around and smiled. It hit the last nail in the coffin. I fell for her. 

Walk on the Beach

It was far away and looked like a small candle, guiding many for miles both on land and water. Located on the distant hill, it was the ray of hope. The hill bore the brunt as the waves crashed against it, while some of them lay low and gentle along the shore. Together they created an orchestra. The breeze responded to the artists’ as it swayed across continuously providing much relief to the tired souls.

The water was cold and it teased by wetting the bare feet as we walked along the shore. The distance was becoming delightfully mean, as our hands soon were clasped. The grip was pleasantly tight and was more than welcome. We talked various things all along. The words were also getting miserly as they preferred to stay indoors.

Tired of walking we gave our feet some respite. We just lay down on the shore watching the waves. The starry sky formed the perfect roof on our heads. We were near, but painfully far from each other. While many emotions waited to be conveyed, silence played the perfect medium. Heart was pounding so hard that I felt she might hear it. A smile crossed her face as I made the first move of moving closer to her. She was still smiling approvingly.

I turned sideways and put my hand around her waist. She was close, excruciatingly close. I could smell Bulgari on her. The fragrance was intoxicating. Her dusky skin was smooth and it was flawless. She closed her eyes shyly as I moved gradually from her cheeks to her lips. They opened partially welcoming the move. As the lips were locked gently, I could feel her hands wrapping me in a warm embrace. It seemed like eternity. After couple of minutes, we withdrew. I looked into her eyes and kissed her forehead. I moved from her and was lying down next to her. Soon, I could feel her head on my shoulder and her arm across my chest as she cuddled into me. We smiled and kissed again. The rest of the night was spent counting the stars.