Monday, July 30, 2012

to a beat

at first it was just a dance
to music and fun
of late nights and laughs
in semi lit rooms of rock n roll and salsa

but swaying to the beat
i found my heart beating
a bit more than usual
dancing in the dark with you

and soon there was a rythym
that could not be ignored
anymore than that radiant smile of yours
and that intoxicating smell of yours

to the furious beats of bachata
the dance was not of two
but of one body beating together
the racing sense of excitement

the legs and hands moved
in perfect harmony
while the body swayed with grace
as i looked at you smile

there was not a moment
nor a day nor night
that i felt like this
just keep dancing .. stop never , cause ill not dance like i did ever.

Wednesday, July 18, 2012

just a dream

he was there in that crowd of people, with the shouting and voices drowing his thoughts. she was there right opposite him, in her vivacious self. her teasing , her half smiles at him.
"lets fight, who wants to arm wrestle with me" , without a thought .. and with the only thought of reacting to her and only responding to her he goaded her.
"try your luck with me, come lets see who gets to pin the other one" she smiles and ignored and shouted the same again to the group of friends. he was persistent. then she got up and walked around and sat next to him. she looked at him bewitching him and said
"you take him on" and she pointed at the guy opposite. it wasnt the guy perse but he hadnt come to arm wrestle with someone. he had come just cause she was here. her skin looked lovely in the glow of the bright white light. her teeth lighting up the dull place with enthusiasm.
and then it started raining. the first round went to the other guy. he only had a faint memory of what happened. the next round he wanted to score, suddenly it was important. and score he did. he was happy, ecastactic. the group broke into a huge cheer. with a huge grin on his face he turned around and she wasnt there. he looked around and there she was sitting on the window about to go out. was she crazy it was raining like crazy. she looked at him, held out her hand and called him.
"come with me , come outside in this rain."
he just did not have an answer.
"i have to tell you something" he knew what it would be.

she was out in the rain , drenched completely. her hair all wet was now folded nicely. it was no longer that smooth silky long hair which once upon a time he used to run his hands through. he was there at the window watching her , as the drops of rain fell from her hair to her face to the ground. she was lovely , trying to keep her eyes open in the heavy downpour of water. she said "come out. i have to tell you something , i am sorry" he realized as she said that she was actually crying , he couldnt make it out or was it just sad. was that why she wanted to go in the rain so that he couldnt see her tears. but his heart shut out all that cause this is what he wanted to hear from her after so long. he went out happy, with a huge smile on his smile. and as he reached he felt the happiness in her too. the happiness made them gasp for some breath. they clasped each others hands , held each other at arms length so that they could look into each others eyes. he wanted to hear her speak and she wanted to hear him speak. it was so long but it was comforting now.

"how do you say hello in french" he was taken aback his french was not the best. but he anyways replied.
she giggled hearing that and said "bonjour, alright see there was an announcement there is going to be heavy rains and i cant stay for long. ill have to go home. you know my answer now , i am sorry and i want you to be back with me. if you think so visit me tomorrow. ill go now bye"
"wait cant you stay for a bit" there was so much to say and she summed up everything in a couple of sentences for him to make the decisions. suddenly the past ran through his mind, his previous indiscretions , at the same time the original reason had not changed. he couldnt make a decision , even though it made him happy he rather would not have heard her say all this.

at home all he could concentrate was finish cooking and think clearly. he did not want to go , he figured he might not go eventually.

suddenly there was a lot of light, his eyes opened. he was feeling sick , that was a long sleep. he got up from the bed and there was so much pain. ah a dream, his eyes were still feeling reddish. he drank a glass of water and couldnt resist going online. he thought about it , the dream was wonderful but it said something. it wouldnt have changed anything he guessed.