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.
One of my favorite things about her is the way she smiles with all her heart. Teaching me lessons to live my life to the fullest she has always been so adventurous about her life. Not just that but out of the blue she knows where to hit her cupid’s arrow! Times when we fight like the biggest enemies of each other, she has always been the one to ask me, “Maggie khaayega?”. She and her ways of making it up for me always drive me calm. Where this snow was busy in melting as fast as possible we were trying to catch a glimpse of every melting inch of it till our hands freeze red. If this what happiness is then I may go on writing about her.
The greatest things through I have come so far is the happiness of my loved ones! Be it my partner or my parents. From she making a snowman to having her favourite dish is my favorite so far. How she asked me that I didn’t like to post about our happenings around but I think this is how she feels ultimately loved. Now when everybody is done posting about this Manali trip in past it keeps on reminding me out of the blue that how much I crave for watching from this distance of micro inches. From sleeping on her shoulders to she taking care of mine in the most hectic conditions while travelling. I think this is what love is all about, teachings lessons of praising each second of your partners and how they represent themselves as a person in front of you. If in this moment I miss out on appreciating what she is doing then the next moment will be I don’t know what. Appreciate her!
Ps – I was so busy watching out snow for the first time but she made a snowman worth it! 😊
Something which keeps me up all night is how your hair is not at all irritating when flowing on my face, your things lying around our bed, bags left open and the comfort that we will never leave this place. That this place is our home. The home for which we always wished for and we are here. A thought of leaving your city is such a horror that tomorrow life will be not as interesting as it is today with you here. The rat race keeps me miles away from you even if I have to meet you again sooner than the last time we met. Now years of waiting is over but your hugs are such that a few days feel like years longing for your it. For what I work and be awake is not money or success but another successful visit to you, another best date, another day ending with lots and lots of memories to cherish and another day that I will meet you. It is the restlessness of not talking to you from a distance and some clashes of our timings. But here I think we are more of us rather than what we are when not seeing each other. It is the magic of you I think which takes me to states, climb mountains, stay hungry for another lunch date, work harder for better gifts and obviously if nothing then just some amount to travel to see you! Now that my feet are cold I think your hug is a must. 🤗 ❤