Euphoria...

I love to love and being loved. It gives me immense happiness and even the notion makes me giddy. I love listening I love yous when I know that are said with solemn sincerity. It happens more often with the kids I associate with. As kids are innocent and pure, they blurt out whatever comes to their minds without forethought and tell the naked facts and observations. They don't fake things like adults and that is the very reason I love their company. The little girls living next door are fairies or I compare them to butterflies; delicate and beautiful, spreading colors in other's lives. Whenever they see me they shout at the top of their voices 'Anum Baji' and then say 'Ap humaray ghar ayen na please'. I visit their house sometimes, I wish I could spend more time with them but adults have issues and I don't want to alienate my terms with their mother. I love kids and their beautiful thoughts, I love to give them surprises, they love eatables and I also happen to love those, so I throw them lavish parties with all you can eat menu and take away the rest offer. I love when they hug and kiss me unexpectedly, I crazily love surprises and no surprise can ever be bigger than a warm kiss and a tight hug. Today, the kids who come to my place for studies handed me a beautiful card which made my heart flutter with delight. Although, I don't teach them and more so I never interacted with them properly but they just gave me so much importance I don't know I deserve or not. I hugged them for their loving gesture. I will return this surprise with a big treat on my big day!

The card they made for me is attached here and I love to read it again and again, as it excites euphoria within me!

Of Ashes and Snow... #repost

Long ago, a barren land,

Alone with its infertile sand.

Unaware of the sight of greenery,

Barely knew what is serenity.

Never heard a chirp of bird,

Never seen a blossom of bud.

Heat, snow and rainfall,

Around these its world revolved.

Being used to same state,

Didn't allow a plant to tend its chest.

Tired of feelings hard to imagine,

To love and be loved by none, was the conviction.

But who knows the games fate plays,

That a small seed can change days.

A bloom grew into a forest of dove,

That my friend is the power of love. 

Promises of tomorrows in dreams of today,

A love so strong to rob all doubts away.

Every love had to give the test of time,

A storm smoothed the land with its chime,

Not long it took to draw back to sanity,

A bubble of illusion burst by reality.

Coming back to senses when it was recalled,

Happiness is short-lived, vows are void, they say all.

A dying hope of love to return,

Maybe tomorrow bring a different sun.

Days passed, months flied,

Hopes and wishes all died.

Summer came to burn it into ashes,

Winter arrived to freeze it with snow.

That barren land is a place in my heart,

Tell the untold tale of ashes and snow!