And it's the love potion ....!!! | 2013

I don't believe in love ....

My new year started with a powerful note from my childhood friend. We fight too often for our similarities but ironically we never had a consensus for even a small thing. We had a 4 hours unbelievable Long chat that disproved my belief beneath fear.

He was calm, clear and confident. I was able to see an unwinding happiness in his eyes. He was completely out of words. But he had a supplementing expression to those eyes.

I asked him ''what happened ??''

“I am in love”, He said.

I started losing gravity towards my statement when I heard him without any pre-established notion.... The science of probability works without exception. His thoughts were too influential, very true and convincing. I have been through lot of true emotions. But this one is not of that kind.

I was tired of evaluating it. My thoughts were baiting me!!! This time my body was travelling unlikely through my thoughts …

My mind was not in a balanced state. Can it be quiet ? I asked myself.

The experience of transformation was little interesting. I welcomed it with all the excitement I ever had.

A bare extract of those emotions  -

He said,

" Why won't you feel lucky when u get more than what you really deserve. I felt it on a Saturday, blissful, too romantic enough to handle, very delicate emotions, long hours of songs to personify, unconstrained overflowing love with a fear behind the eyes and its divine when the other person responds to your fast beating heart.

If people say this is what is chemistry, then damn we have got traffic jam of understanding.

I saw the deepest form of being loved …I saw the deepest form of memory when I saw her for the first time.

An unshaped memory that was carried through out my life fenced, that chronicled my journey  through highs and lows ...... !

Though I was psychologically and emotionally equipped, I was not able to get rid of those memories. I wolfed all those memories into my heart.

I think this is where I failed to attain saturation.

My needle of hope started showing a low frequency when my parents said 'No'. I thought the needle would stop one day. But I took a long puff..... When she didn't have my hand ... She had my back ....

I can bet.... This is the same girl that my mom is looking for, was cradled later to share the future with me.

"May be I would have lost the fight but not the battle" …… By saying this I start my mesmerizing journey towards her !” "

- The Adrenaline to the story is the friend, who is my little shadow!  - ஆ தி