Eternal Sunshine

In her heart there is an undying spring. Its a nursery of little happy blooms, nurtured with utmost love and care.Those are breathtaking blossoms I tell you. Bathed in a million brilliant hues, their fragrance almost sacred. And these blossoms she gifts away. All of them. Her smiles will shine through like the sunshine that stands by your hope on gloomy rainy days. Her voice will wrap you around like a warm quilt on a cold winter night. Her love will overwhelm you. And just when you begin to feel lonely, he message will pop up on your phone's screen and you'll be smiling before you know it. 

My dearest woman, I have been blessed to know you. You are the only person I know who doesn't have a dark side. Your love has humbled me more than often. You fill me with awe, with happiness and with a lot of hope. Till there is a single soul like you breathing on this decaying planet, there is still hope for redemption. I might not be able to keep in touch as much and we not be able to meet for the sake of fate's whims, but never, for a moment doubt the fact that you are truly and deeply cherished. 

I remember so fondly our time at college. It was not before November that we really started to get to know each other. But in you I found the person that I have longed to be. A person with unconditional love and without bitterness, and that too for everyone. What we give to the world comes back to us. And its because of this, that you are so universally loved and cherished by everyone, that you bring out what is best in everyone who is around you. Sometimes I feel you are a saint reborn and that I don't deserve something as beautiful as your friendship. But I am a greedy woman you know. :) And I wouldn't give you up for the world. 

I was once given a bottle of lotus oil by a loved one. By far that has been my most favorite fragrance. Whenever I would feel low, I would smell it. For some unknown reason it brought great calm and joy to my soul. I was heartbroken when it was over and I haven't been able to get it again. But then you came. :) Whenever I think of the fragrance, it always reminds me of you. You make me feel the same, only much more profoundly. 

I don't know where life is to take us but I'll carry the light and happiness of your spring with me always. And we'll meet soon, I promise. Lamps never light for themselves, they always help others find the way. You are one of the brightest lamps I know. But it is also a sincere hope and wish that all your happy dreams come true and that you never ever run out of reasons to smile.

Wish you a wonderful and incandescently happy birthday Ipsi.

Much Love,

Rohu

If you were to fall in love with me..

You might not find me waiting for you at the door

Maybe curled up in a corner with a book you love

Or maybe I'll come home with you

Maybe after you.

But no matter what holds us back

I will come home to you

Always find my peace on the pillow of your arm.

Sometimes you'd find me unreasonable

Upset, quiet, depressed 

Sometimes I'd let my gloom rain on you

And then laugh to see you drenched

But I won't let you soak till you get cold

I will always let the Sun in

Then plant all the flowers of your spring.

You'd wonder at times at the mess that I am

At the chaos woven into the hem of my skirts

At the hurricane plaited into the whims of my hair

Sometimes you'll get trapped in the storm

But I will never let you get lost in there

I'll always rescue you (apologize as well)

And weave the quilt of warmth that keeps us safe

At times you will be mad at me

For being predictably unpredictable

For withdrawing for an eternity

And then never leaving you alone

But I will hear your words, said, unsaid

And sit with you when the moon sings to us

Warm your palms with whispers of love

On days you'd laugh at my clumsiness

Get irritated at my hundred insecurities

Annoyed at my phobia of arguments

Drown in the flood of my manic mirth

But I will also write you sonnets

Listen to your dreams and complains

Sip coffee on our swing and laugh at the rains.

You'll call me "mom" very often

Tease me for fussing and cribbing

You'll get tired of counting the useless things

I'll preserve for memory's sake

But I will never leave the lights off 

And I will always find your smile back

Always.

I promise.