Every day, I wait for you to come to me.
When you rest your head on my chest after the long day,
I know you are home! It is your Mecca, it is your Oaxaca.
When I play with your naked back,
Make you arch in the right places,
You let out a long moan and collapse on me in ecstasy…
Chase your dreams,
I have your back.
Go travel the world,
I have your back.
Come home after a long day,
I have your back;
Literally and figuratively
Till death do us apart…
This one is for @karunaezara because her latest update
resonates so much with me.
Let’s take on the world,
Holding each other’s hands.
Let’s go around the world,
Holding each other’s hands.
Let’s fill each other’s voids
Holding each other’s hands.
Let’s be euphoric together,
Holding each other’s hands.
Round in a square
That describe us rather well
We don’t have to be perfect
We don’t have to fit in
We don’t have the same stories
We don’t have the same destination
We have a journey together
Let’s be weird, together, on it…
Walk away with me,
Let’s go globe-trotting
One country at a time
Soaking the beauty around
Hugging each other
Playing footsie endlessly
Until we are homesick
Just to be back in our bed
Together; cuddling
Then again, walk away with me…
Do these things happen still? In these days of instant gratification, does it really happen or matter? Between instantly replying on Whatsapp’s and swiping left, right, center (yeah, those super likes you know) and we feel that is best is always out there and FOMO is a thing (Fear Of Missing Out — for those who don’t know about it).
But this particular girl is different, she is a reader, she has some random novel on her lap but her mobile phone is buzzing all the time indicating its an interesting Whatsapp conversation at the end of that screen. She seems well prepared and well traveled as she pulled out a sweater already.
This seems surreal and the railway station speakers just chirped up to tell me that they are going to announce the arrival of the train now. Will this Vinnaithandi Varuvaya romance end soon? Should I be wishing the train to be delayed further?
I should have shaved, damn. I should have. Anyways. She looks good on that tshirt, but I am sure she will be mind-blowing in a silk saree too, she can easily pull it off. I can see it. I wonder what she is reading?
Well, she has a dell laptop bag and the book has something like an 8 on it (oddly shaped though). And now she is gone. Maybe the story ends here, maybe not.
But, I have already imagined seeing her beautiful smile; over and over again during our million coffee conversations (I am sure she likes coffee, or its kinda deal-breaker; but wait, I like brewed tea too)…
Until we see each other next time, remember Karmali railway station, 10th September 2016, Platform no. 1, coach position 1
You coming home,
Is the best thing
That happens in
Windows of time.
I love that
Home reminds you
Of Me and that
Is all that matters…
“Come with me!”
She said after we kissed
In front of the railway station.
I should have planned this better,
I thought as I was getting the
Platform ticket. Can I still go?
As we settled down in the
Deserted platform and kept
Talking, she said
“You can still come with me…”
I couldn’t go; I wonder today,
Should I have gone?