Tuesday, February 7, 2012

Those Nights

Those nights...
When sleep is
That beautifully alluring prostitute
Who, while swaying her hips and buttocks,
Bows low to show me her full bosom,
But does not let me in,
As she does not like the smell or color of my money.
Those nights...
Are the worst of them all.

- Vinaykrishnan.

A week to go

People change. Their needs, wants, desires, all change.

I remember how, when I was younger, I wanted to be single all my life. I know everyone feels it at some point of time. I felt it till quite recently, just about over a year back, when I absolutely wanted to be single and enjoy the "good life" - roaming around with friends, having late-night parties, not giving a thought to tomorrow. Living in the moment and living it up with no regrets seemed to be a good motto to live by for a 26-something bachelor.

And now, today, I cannot wait to get married to this wonderful woman I met just after this I-want-to-stay-single-all-my-life phase. No, let me rephrase that. I met this wonderful woman who made me feel like I wanted to give up the I-want-to-stay-single-all-my-life phase. I wanted to be married. I wanted to be with her. I wanted to have her in my life to hold on to. I wanted someone in my life that I could call my own and my only and mine only. She happened to be everything I wanted - impulsive yet practical, short-tempered yet understanding, childish yet child-like. And extremely beautiful, intelligent, mature and kind. She and I shared a million habits and likes and dislikes, and yet were poles apart in others. I began to understand that being single was no longer my most coveted desire. On the contrary, I wanted to be with this woman so fast that I felt my knees buckle under the sheer pining that I felt for her.

The way I fell in love, and the way in which it was reciprocated, not left unrequited - it was amazing. It still is, the way I always get this huge smile, no, grin on my face when I think about how lucky I am to be marrying You, Nishtha.

- Vinaykrishnan.