Sometimes, we end up getting what we badly need in life. It had been a long time since I took a break from work. Thanks to lockdown and proximity to office, I was one of the chosen few who relentlessly went to work. Days went by, months passed and yet, there I was busy meeting deadlines. Maybe, the fact that I was nearing burnout had reached God. Hence, it resulted in the most favourite moment of this week, a statement that I was to stay at home for 14 days. 14 days of bliss, 14 days of peace, 14 days of self development and relaxation. For some people such a dictact would imply pain and torture. After all, who wants to leave the rat race and squander 14 previous days! Yet, for people like me (Yes, I know I am not alone!) these 14 days are a welcome break, a diversion from monotony. So beginning today, it would be my endeavour to express my gratitude using prompts. Hence, based on today's prompt, let me describe... My favourite moment this week has be...
They say twas six years of association, I have lost only my spouse. Do they understand the bond we shared And the feel of loneliness I house? They say without you now being alive, No bond with me they share. Then why is it that time and again They pretend to others they care? They can take all your clothes, your material things, Leaving me without any. What they cant take is the love we shared Or the memories now with me. If they think it disturbs me Or shatters my peace of mind. Pity on them cause I have moved on, Leaving my past behind. My love, my life, my Prince Charming, My soulmate, my man in blue. My heart knows that you know, I'll always be the woman you loved, you knew. Let people say whatever they want, They matter not, for them I no longer care. All I now live is with the confidence That you love me and are always there. Love is what brought us together, What still binds us is only love. The only thing ...
I wish I could turn back the clock and bring the wheels of time to a stop. I wish I could revert back to the date 30th August to be precise. The happening of that day that year is still etched in my mind. What followed later is something my family cannot and it should not forget. The mood had been set and Mother Nature aided us in the process. The morning sky was a peaceful blue, absolutely perfect for the events that would be unfolding in a short while. Weather was pleasant and the people I wanted to participate in the reunion were ready. Finally, a daughter was on her way to meet her father. Yes, it was time for us to heal, something that I had wanted to happen since ages. We both reached the place where Manu, my husband, was waiting for us. We were meeting him after years. Manu was a stickler to time and so were we, especially Anya, our twenty year old daughter. On reaching the entryway, Anya looked at me. I understood that she wanted a private audience with her father. I als...