Winds !! I see them as an emotion of reuniting with the ones lost in time immemorial. The best part of them is that whenever they cross your eyelashes,they make you feel as if they are coming from your past and have discovered you in a midway of crossroads.They reunite you with the adieu you had to bid unwillingly ,the confessions of the things you had to made , of which you still haven’t figured out as if those were intentional or circumstantial.They tell you about the days when you used to compete with the yellow colored walls of your room on who looks more depressing.They take your mind into the uncertainities you have felt after the merged souls became departed souls.The wind is a “REUNION.”
Things do change and so do we people.That’s why the reunion meeting with your love is different from the first meeting. Both take place among different people in different situations.Where the planning on what to wear in former changes to what to show in latter. Also the worst part in a reunion is that its planning is poetic, reality seems to be a nightmare,where even an unintentional word thrown at you ,which could once have brought smile on your face ,leaves your upper left part of chest pierced.A night before reunion you dream both of you will be wearing red, totally complementing each other in a made for each other way.You feel as if an unknown guy will start playing violin at your side and with the first word spoken by either of you will make your hearts feel that how much each of you has been missed by other. As if silence ,eyes and the violin will only speak and will answer every unanswered question of how when what where and WHY?As if you will not intend to spend the attention in twisting your tongue on the order of brain to create sound similar to words. Mutual confessions will be made on regular visits on each other’s facebook page , the pics liked, the status messages put up ,the lives lived , the deaths undergone and obviously the pain suffered. Further you will step in and say that all status messages were meant for you my love of which she will reply by just smiling and will make you feel this is the smile for what you have lived for.I wish if reunions are as real as the dream. I wish if no hearts are broken and if broken, they do get a chance to reunite and live. I wish if there is nothing like” once upon a time we were in love. “Time is a big healer but it will be great if healer is in our timeline.
Everything that melts is a broken heart