A day off from work, a lot of time alone. Quiet for the entire day, the only person I could talk to was obviously me, that too without any verbal communication (for obvious reasons). All that I could do was to speak to myself and it would echo within for as long as it wanted to.
With a variety of options to explore, I spent majority of my time watching the shows I loved to watch as a teen, spoiling myself with cakes and coffee, some time meditating and the other listening to music, lying down and staring at the roof without even realizing that I was doing so until this one feeling caught me off guard. At the time of sunset, in my cozy bed, with my favorite coffee..alone !
At the end of this very fulfilling day, I was sad. Obviously the kid we call ‘mind’ was busy sliding down the slide of memories, drawing images and moments I love, all in front of me. Having no other option, I too sat on the top of the slide, glided through those memories with a mild breeze of love and nostalgia passing through my hair and when I fell off on the sand, I was lonely again. Knowing that, it was over, it’s done. If that was all, what’s next ?
Picked up my cell phone, dialed those numbers that once had a regular appearance in my call log and I didn’t know that just a phone call and I was on the top of the slide again. This time not only reliving what I once cherished but also creating something very beautiful, that someday I would slide over again.
With a time and a life like ours,when we have less time for whom we love and more for building better lives for them and then someday we are there asking the same people, some space for our self. The next time we ask for that ‘space’, we need to know that it should not just be for crying over the miseries of our busy life but also for them, the people we love. If we need time to love someone, we also need some time to remind our self that we do so, to cherish the very few reasons we actually live for. So that we know we don’t love them out of habit, but consciously. With that one decision every day, that we would want to make, over and over again. That we know that we love, that we know that we have this little flower called love, we actually need to take care of everyday, help it grow and not expect it grow all by itself.
From this very moment, let your love breath !
The finer taste of Life 
Read this for the second time at 4am in the morning. It’s very deep and touching. Second time I read this I feel something new again. Thank you for writing this.
Yours
Just a reader
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Thanks a lot. That’s all a writer needs 🙂
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