Being Human

I was embraced by the tranquility around. I felt like a just born tender leaf, as I took a deep breath of fresh air. Everything was so pleasant around. I was devoid of thoughts without any kind of apprehensions. I looked just perfect. It suddenly started to fade away as I felt a heavy hand fell on my shoulder. I opened my eyes to the pain caused by that slap. It took me a while to realize that I was dreaming.

Few moments later I was just pondering over the dream. It looked so perfect without any sort of pain or pleasure. While the dream was serenity pervading allover, the reality had something very contrasting for me. I wondered if I was dreaming then or was I dreaming now? I needed somebody to slap me into the reality from a dream.

On the second thoughts, if we have something for a continuous period of time, we get bored. For example, if we have the same food/ work for longer periods of time, do we not get bored? We cannot digest the monotony. What we need is change. In our daily lives we perform various actions and undertake different activities. Be it personal or professional lives, almost all of them have some kind of emotion attached to them. We laugh and we cry. We are happy and sad. These feelings might seem polar, but we do experience both of them at some point of time in our lives.

We love and get hurt. When we love, we feel we love selflessly. Nevertheless, unknowingly set some expectations. Many may deny this fact, but the truth is indeed hard to digest. It could be in any relation, expectations are bound to be present. When they are not lived upto, we get hurt. We feel let down, disappointed, anguished. We do get hurt, disappointed, while returning the favor back in few instances.

Physical beauty is superficial and it is difficult not to notice it and even attracted in some cases. However, we often fail to notice that is sublime. While we can debate endlessly, more often than not we fallen in love with the external appearances initially and only then move on to the knowing the real persona.

When things do not go as planned, we experience frustration, desperation, anger and so on. This emotion results in an avalanche of consequences, especially when dealing with less acquainted. Though the job might get done occasionally, usually they do not have positive effects in long term. These are some undesired traits which are usually byproducts of some actions done or undone.

Nowadays, how often we hear the words like “I need my space” and at the same time “I am lonely”? Unless you love, how will know the pain of getting hurt? If not for being sad, how can you appreciate happiness?

Why do we exhibit the numerous feelings? It is a gift to be able to express ourselves. Why to discard this beautiful gift? We can share and express our emotions effortlessly. These emotions make us human. We are humans and can be better.

We Laugh, we cry

We Love, we hurt

We Expect, we disappoint

We feel Happy, we feel sad

We want space, we feel lonely

We cause pain, we feel guilty

We want everything

We want to be complete.

We are HUMANS,

We can be BETTER.

World is our home and humanity is our family.

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.

Parenthesis

He heard the familiar music as the bell rang for the second time in less than a minute. The door opened and she jumped and hugged him.  He could feel her as she was lost in his arms completely.  She guided him inside and made him comfortable. Though he was not new to the place, but he felt something different about that day. He cast away the laptop, the constant weight of which had created a mark on his shoulder.  He was totally unaware of what would unfold in sometime.

Sandwich, grilled and stuffed, chips, and iced tea were placed in front of him. He was surprised that she had prepared all these in such short span of time. As he devoured on them, he could see the anticipation in her eyes waiting to hear the feedback. He closed his eyes, relishing the taste. The indication was not enough for her as she waited to hear the appreciation. He realized how famished he was, as he finished everything in front of him within no time. He looked into her eyes and thanked her for the food. She smiled contentedly and fell into his arms as he switched on her favorite show.

It blinked to life as he pushed the power button. He was lying in the bed and browsed through the channels impatiently. He munched onto the last few chips lying next to him and sipped last few drops of coke from the near empty can. He browsed through the mobile and threw it in a corner. He understood that things have taken a different road, the road he had to travel alone. He did not have any expectations as things were out of the hands. As he answered the bell he saw hand holding pizza and a bottle of coke. He looked up disinterestedly and shoved the bills into the hand.  He walked back to his bed as the door closed behind him.

If Only . . .

It was still dark when I had left for the place all alone. I parked my bike and was walking on the relatively deserted road. I could hear the distant roar of waves. It was difficult to distinguish between the sky and the sea at the horizon. It was becoming brighter by the moment. Sky switched its colorful clothes rather swiftly as the sun started to wake up from its deep slumber. It sprinkled bright colors as it emerged from the waters gloriously naked. It was shining in bright orange. As I stood there adoring, it suddenly seemed to have become aware of its nudity. It hastily raced to hide behind the dark translucent shutter, behind which only its radiance was exposed. The cloud waited as if to shield the chastity of its master. I felt as if I was caught red handed staring into the bare beauty.

The road seemed to end in the sea as it turned round the hill. The hills stood there majestically covered in green offering a picturesque for the lens. I stepped on to the sands away from the concrete and walked towards the water. The waves were gentle and did not cross an imaginary line drawn by me. There was unusual number of ships in a distance, lined up for clearance. The waves played an orchestra in the silence as they washed the sand in a rhythm. The discipline, with which they would rise up like a wall and fall over, curling back into themselves, astonished me.  They shimmered like diamonds in the sunlight.

I was lost in the beauty and serenity of the place and a sense of calm prevailed in my mind, when a weird thought struck my mind. I challenged the sea if they could cross the line (the imaginary line that I have drawn). It remained calm as if this was too trivial and ignored me. I smiled, but the celebrations did not last long as it took up the challenge. Numerous waves have charged at me with a sole intention of pinned me down. Within no time I was knee deep in the water. The foam from the waves tickled my skin teasingly as they slid back.

I felt happy and lighter even after ending up on the losing side. Some kind of joy brought a smile to my face as I have lost to Mother Nature. The city seemed to wake up with some small vendors trying to make business with the joggers & walkers. The shore was bustling with crowd. I sat there for some more time as the sun played hide & seek with the clouds. I was ecstatic for some unknown reason as my heart bubbled with joy. It was the moment, I wanted to share with someone close to me, someone who would share the similar feelings and someone would be by my side always. I looked around as if that person would materialize out of nowhere to share my happiness. The loudness of silence overpowered the roaring waves. I laughed at myself and shook off the sand from my bottoms and started to walk. As a small assurance from the nature, the waves swept a rose to my feet which I have eventually picked up as a souvenir and continued walking.

If only . . .

Pink Slip

It was hardly couple of minutes and he is already gasping for breath. He was shocked at the way he was panting. He could no longer perform at the desired levels. He looked at himself in the mirror. He was no more that lean boy who had clocked 10,000 meters under 60min. He looked older, unfit and out of shape. Last 8 months had taken a toll on him. He did not seem to feel the cold water splashing his face as the reminiscences from the past hit him hard.

He was always there, whenever situation required his presence. He was the one on whom she could count on at all times and he did that with utmost passion. He had shut the doors of his life and opened the gates for her world. He had cast aside everything just to be with her, which she acknowledged and reciprocated. Horizon looked green until one day, his services fell short of her expectations; at least it appeared to. She seemed to drift away. He was required for few things now and his performance levels were not adequate to quench the thirst of her expectations. 

 

He wondered if he was under performing or her expectations have scaled new peaks. While he continued to be available at the shortest notice, he was forced to face the thing he dreaded the most. His services were no longer required and he was no more at the helm. Was this entrenchment a planned one? He has no answer. He had been just handed a pink slip.