HibernationLetters 26

The mirror spoke to me today,

about last night.

About you, about us.

The kohl in my eyes was smudged in the morning, I realised we were up till late having one of those long lost conversations that never end.

But you fell asleep in the middle.

And I curled on the floor for sometime. Clouds were ruling the midnight sky and the moon stayed hidden somewhere amongst them. The street lamps had the power to choose the colours they wanted to be surrounded with.

Getting lost in the storm of thoughts with eventually my eyelids shutting on their own, I slept.

You used to be the mirror of my nights now it's just dark and gloomy.

I opened my eyes when the sun rays seeping in through the curtains flashed on my face.

I lay there staring at the verandah through the window. Rains welcoming me to a beautiful new day. The dampness of the Earth filled my nose with a nice scent. Slowly my eyes closing again, snuggling under the covers, the once spread limbs were now taking the fetus position and there I was in my dream palace in your arms.

You used to be the mirror of my mornings now it's just bright because of the sunlight.

It takes only a few minutes for me to write you a letter but I'm more concerned about its aftermath that will prevail, of our memories.

A wanderer in search of her reflection…

Auldrin

2 minutes recipe for a happy life!

*Get up from your desk/bed and move towards the window/balcony...10 seconds!

*Put your hands on the waist, take a deep breath and look around your city/locality/nature, appreciate the beauty within, compliment yourself, turn your neck right and left while noticing all these...40 seconds!

*Close your eyes, recall the happy moments, the events you felt proud at, the day when you fell in love for the first time, that time when your achievements were surrounded by roaring cheers and allow those curves to form on your cheeks...40 seconds!

*Open the eyes, put on your biggest smile and feel upbeat, healthy, fortunate for the presence of good people (friends & family) in your life. Also your foes who give you confidence for fighting harder...20 seconds!

*Remember health is wealth & resume your task...10 seconds!

Repeat these 2 minutes-SOS☺
Auldrin

HibernationLetters 22

This year's monsoon will be our first one apart. The custom would be the same as a good leafy tea and a corn cob only at different places. Conversations will also be the same, miles away just over the phone.

The heavy rains have settled, only drizzling left. Finally took your advice and went out today but again landed up in a public library. Maybe I am a perfectly blended iron for such magnetic libraries. I need to go out more often to collect stories for you, that's your only therapy.

Though my mind is flooded just like the streets here but still these rains don't settle the thoughts within.

I missed you today.

With every raindrop on my kitchen window I remembered those pieces of your favourite ‘Alu Posto’ that I used to cook especially for you.

You would eat all of it, yes till the end licking the posto masala and then blush- Bah, bhalo hoyechilo!

I missed the city today.

Don't know how to react when the people around me praise Delhi because my heart doesn't beat here not just yet. When I join the hands there are some spaces left in between, this never happened when you held them. It's the same with this city. I am living here breathing its air but still some of the terminal alveoli inside my lungs remain empty.

I missed maa as well today.

On meeting someone new just like her. She touched my cheek with such warmth and wet eyes that it reminded me of the night when I met maa for the first time.

Ohh the mangoes she had brought along from your own gardens back home and the delicious mango shakes we had in the following week.

I still make the shakes but the mangoes are ripened by someone else's love whom I do not know.

The rain has stopped but the street is still wet just like you, me and our memories.

Yours

‘Alurdin’

Auldrin©

On Photography!

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