It was no ordinary trip but the one which I knew I will remember forever. No matter how many lives we go together but the first time everything was out of the universe. Hitting my aura in a million pleasant ways, how you fell on my shoulder midway towards our destination, slept in my lap for hours to escape the disturbing noises and held my hand every morning you woke up! Travelling with you did not just bring happiness but also the realization of belonging to each other and how you only wish to tuck in my arms when the night gets darker and the world is a place of silence. I could hear you taking my name times when you had to change sides and when you wishes for a tender hug to pull you out of bed. In a million lives to come I will not be able to describe as a person or whatever I become in my births, how I felt travelling with your for the first time, unpacking our bags and realizing that we have to be ourselves and no one will watch us how reckless we can be at times and end up collecting bits and pieces for each other to help out.
Was I paused at that moment? That night in a bus riding home passed real quick with her. It was like a “Now and then” moment. I guess that’s because of her tender touch. How I knew that it is a difference of just few more hours to live my days in noisy city life and mountains are not we are taking home. A part of us wished to talk and a part of us was exhausted that we didn’t realize it was already 6’o clock in the morning. Now the difference of hours turned to two-three hours and my heart skipped a beat when I realised we will be together but there would be a million more between us to reach out to each other.
After an hour or two it was this smashing sun light on our faces and mountains were long gone (at least it seemed so). Knowing the fact we are to continue with different life styles but the same feelings for each other we held our hands tighter and squeezed fingers! I wish I could pause that moment and relive those moments passed with her again.