what the song did to me!

It starts with an enticing voice calling me somewhere indicating something interesting is happening. Then it tells me that the interesting thing is me. It pulls me with tender hands and makes me do a soft dance. It pushes me teasingly and sends me up in the air with its gentle pushes. I fall down. It catches me and swings me higher. After few more swings, it gives one final push and sends me floating in the air. I slowly descend from the sky, lying on my back. It gives time to tranquilize, my anxiousness settles and heart beat returns to normal. No sooner I feel in control, it spins me around and launches me in the air leaving me helpless to feel the full effect of the free fall. But miraculously, I fall on a soft bed. I keep sinking in it till I slow down and stand up by myself.

Someone screams my name and I consciously close the door on this bliss and return to my work, smiling at myself.

Every Time

from the diaries of Tanvi:

I stop in my tracks. I try to find some support. I stop whatever I am doing. Each and every incident, from the first day that u confessed the million feelings you had locked inside your heart since a long time ,  starts to play on (the film of) my mind. The innocence in your eyes at every word you said, the happiness coming out in bursts with the words that came out of your mouth appear so vividly to me that reality blurs. I lose track of time. 

The first shivers that ran through my spine when you took out the Rose with mischievous smile, the first time you took me in your arms and kissed me in the dark, the first time you held my arm as we walked along the beach, all the times from then that you never left it, the times we made fool of each other in front of all by staring for too long, the flying kisses that missed the targets, the silly messages and night long calls,the code words we created,the traces that we deleted - all these roll one after the other.I gape into nothingness looking at all these in my mind's eye. 

Comes atlast the moment, me breaking the promise, like a hungry predator waiting behind bushes to pound on it's prey. All the memories melt and flow out as tears. My hands don't even dare to touch them leave aside wiping them. I let them dry on my face. Disappointed at myself I walk away. This repeats every time you come to my mind.