THEY say mind is a powerful moron, you keep repeating something there for seven times and someway or the other it will remind you of that. Let's consider me, I'm a dreadful frightened man, no matter how strong I pretend to be , I still believe when you wake up at 3 o'clock in the morning, you get to see some paranormal stuffs around you , and over the years , I've repeated this so many times in my head that my reflex now works in a way that I wake up at sharp 3am ,and then...
Then what? I can never get back to sleep again.
Like all other days, the previous day when I woke up in the middle of the night, tossing and turning with my eyes shut, I felt IT. I felt a longing, like she wasn't in bed with me. The thought in itself was so disturbing that I started fumbling for her under the quilt. Oh how well she knows that I can never go to sleep without hugging her, feeling her warmth. The only way was to drag her into bed. Well, it was winter, and winter here, at the hills could be real pain. (P.S- I guess you know where). By the time I made up my mind to walk on the icy cold wooden floor and murder my toes with numbness, I felt somebody get inside the quilt, right next to me.it took me no time to realise whl she was. As her feet touched mine , I shivered "oh god! You scared me, where were you? Who knows it better than you that I need you warmth to sl.." Before I could complete , she kissed me and pressed herself hard against me so I could hug her to sleep .. Again. Whilst stroking her forehead, I said sarcastically "it's been 30 years and counting now, ever since the first day you have mastered the art of shutting me up so well, is that a hidden talent or something?" No response, instead, she embraced me tighter so that I could feel all of her touching all of me. She made me feel protected.
"For the night is dark and full of.. "
"hssssh"
"okay fine, no more game of thrones, good night "
It had been 30 years now , and honestly , to my surprise this girl-turned-woman had never been so quite. NO, not even in bed. It was late already and hence I kept aside all my willingness to question anymore and fell asleep.
The next morning, something casted it's warmth on me, I thought I was her, but as it touched my cheeks then my chest and finally all of me I realized the morning sun was up . I opened my eyes to an empty room. GOD!! I so hate it, and she knows all my nerves. I waited for her to peck me good morning . I kept waiting , as the day grew brighter and my room grew warmer. Something then brought me into my senses, which made me realize, it was all hoax. What my mind did to me yesterday , was all hoax. I craved for her, all the while, but she's gone, gone for good? For worse? Don't know! It felt like waking up to a bare mouth, you know all you teeths are gone and you donot need to fumble for them with your tongue. Lying on bed, I hugged the pillow that still smelt of her shampoo. As the room grew warmer, the grip on the pillow got tighter. Lifeless was I all I felt. Like my soul was long dead and now, it was time for the body, so that I could rush to her, rest on my knees and convince her to marry me.. All over again. Somewhere far away, from all the sufferings, pain and disgust,..
Where I promised to take her once!
Then what? I can never get back to sleep again.
Like all other days, the previous day when I woke up in the middle of the night, tossing and turning with my eyes shut, I felt IT. I felt a longing, like she wasn't in bed with me. The thought in itself was so disturbing that I started fumbling for her under the quilt. Oh how well she knows that I can never go to sleep without hugging her, feeling her warmth. The only way was to drag her into bed. Well, it was winter, and winter here, at the hills could be real pain. (P.S- I guess you know where). By the time I made up my mind to walk on the icy cold wooden floor and murder my toes with numbness, I felt somebody get inside the quilt, right next to me.it took me no time to realise whl she was. As her feet touched mine , I shivered "oh god! You scared me, where were you? Who knows it better than you that I need you warmth to sl.." Before I could complete , she kissed me and pressed herself hard against me so I could hug her to sleep .. Again. Whilst stroking her forehead, I said sarcastically "it's been 30 years and counting now, ever since the first day you have mastered the art of shutting me up so well, is that a hidden talent or something?" No response, instead, she embraced me tighter so that I could feel all of her touching all of me. She made me feel protected.
"For the night is dark and full of.. "
"hssssh"
"okay fine, no more game of thrones, good night "
It had been 30 years now , and honestly , to my surprise this girl-turned-woman had never been so quite. NO, not even in bed. It was late already and hence I kept aside all my willingness to question anymore and fell asleep.
The next morning, something casted it's warmth on me, I thought I was her, but as it touched my cheeks then my chest and finally all of me I realized the morning sun was up . I opened my eyes to an empty room. GOD!! I so hate it, and she knows all my nerves. I waited for her to peck me good morning . I kept waiting , as the day grew brighter and my room grew warmer. Something then brought me into my senses, which made me realize, it was all hoax. What my mind did to me yesterday , was all hoax. I craved for her, all the while, but she's gone, gone for good? For worse? Don't know! It felt like waking up to a bare mouth, you know all you teeths are gone and you donot need to fumble for them with your tongue. Lying on bed, I hugged the pillow that still smelt of her shampoo. As the room grew warmer, the grip on the pillow got tighter. Lifeless was I all I felt. Like my soul was long dead and now, it was time for the body, so that I could rush to her, rest on my knees and convince her to marry me.. All over again. Somewhere far away, from all the sufferings, pain and disgust,..
Where I promised to take her once!
