Dear Beloved,
It has been long that we
last met and it is now that I have learnt that Distance is more than eight
letter word. It is the departure, a journey of separation which we fight to
realize…a journey of a lonesome walk…a longing of seeing the other and a
piercing realization of when we’ll meet…
In this foreign land,
Beloved, I have become a lonely soul amidst the maddening chaos of greed and
low morale. Each day, I think of you, the moments we shared runs across my mind
like the soft breeze that cajoles my senses. I close my eyes. With each moments
that I recall, I hear my name from your voice. I smile and then, open my eyes—only
to wake up left alone. The breeze is long gone and the scorching heat takes
away my energy, save the memories that I hold onto….the memories of us Beloved…memories
of you.
And in this foreign land,
Dear Beloved, I savor our moments, cherish your picture and smile in delight.
While distance hurts the most when I recall of the journey that I have to
travel to be in your arms…my heaven, I have, nonetheless, learnt how much I
love you…how much I miss you, and how much I long for you…It is in these times that
I wish I were a bird my Beloved…a free bird that could fly to its will…to its
home at the end of the day despite the hardship he goes through in the day. Indeed,
dreams are wonderful to dream about, especially when they are of thoughts that
bring a smile on your face accelerate the beating heart. Yet, dreams also let
you down when you wake up…when you know that while you were together in your
dream, you wake up lonely—alone.
MOMENTS. MEMORIES. These
two words keep me going on in your absence. MOMENTS we held each other in arms,
those moments that we kissed, and moments when I rested my head on your lap and
forgot the world around me…that very moment when I realized my heaven was when I
closed my eyes and rested my head on your lap while you caressed my hair…
MEMORIES…those fond
recalling of the moments that comes from our hearts and those that dances in
our eyes... memories that makes me smile and memories that makes me long for
your presence in joy…and memories….that once again echoes my longing…my
loneliness.
Both knew that we’d be
bidding one another a farewell for two years. We had talked about it for long
and said, “Its only two years. It will pass as gently as it came.” But two
months away from you, My Beloved, I now realize that two years of distance won’t
pass as we thought it would. But Beloved, aren’t these the times that test our
love and strength? Aren’t times like these that makes love grow fonder and
dearer?
In this distance, I have
realized how much I have had been dependent on you. I’ve realized how restless I
become when I’m not with you…it has taught me why I cannot live without you and
continually reminds me of how much I love you..
Dear Beloved, pages could
take eternity to fill my aching heart but I am saving words and emotions.
Each day, I love you, truly,
madly, deeply,
Loving you forever and more,
Holding on to the memories...
Pratik
