In my lowest

Mental strength was what you needed to see me cry,

Did you have it in you , to hold me , ask me to let it out?

Deciding the fact for me , you walked out

My tears did not stop mid-way, nor did it wash everything

First time, I would say it was alright

But the second time, I knew you couldn’t handle me

Not expressing your emotions, you wanted me to put a hold on mine

Mine spluttered and in a second you were out of it.

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Expectations Null

Living alone , it is not difficult. The more we think about it , it starts making some sense.

When we live with anybody , whether it be our parents or partner or friends. Specifically for partners or friends we go into it without any expectations. Remembering the quote, never expect anything from anyone is not really easy when you are far into the relation. When you want them to put up equivalent effort as yours, but you know in the back of your mind ; that is not possible. They really care for you in their own way, but they are not you, so don’t expect them to do something you would have done. The other person is a different person for a reason, so he or she might have different way of working things out. What we must do , is let things go with the flow sometimes when situation allows. Keep our expectations null.

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Little Happiness

Thinking about chocolate chip cookies,

Breathing in and out the pleasant breeze,

Did I ever think , it is the Optimism?

Something I fight with, instead of the criticism-

Seeing the squirrels play around,

My mind feels active and sound,

This little entities of happiness, that I carry

Will never let me tarry,

Love from all of you,

Makes my life bright with wonderful hue.

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Intuitive

Believing in my intuitive sense ,

I took a leap of faith;

Would it be a mirage or a real pond,

Risks were plenty, the desert has a lot of them-

It is upon me to decide, which path to follow

And understand who would stand by me forever.

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Starting Over

Two days before the summer holidays would be over. The street was filled with energetic little kids bustling in and out of the books and other shops which offered valuable discounts for the upcoming session. He wanted to head straight towards the ice cream parlour where his friends would be waiting for him, but a certain petite looking woman caught his attention. She was passing through the doors of one of the most popular book shops unaware of his eyes which were tracing her movements.

He stealthily followed her inside. While she was searching for books in the biography section, he browsed randomly through Non-fictions. Stealing glances from the texts he could see the similar quirks which made him fall in love with her. The excitement whenever she found something new, the scrunching of her nose when a certain book had not been titled aptly; suddenly he felt a rush of adrenaline .

He knew he had to face her , no matter what he had to talk to her. “Keya ,” her name rolled out smoothly out his tongue.

She slowly turned to face him. He thought she would be enraged, or probably disgusted ; but as usual she surpassed his imagination.  Keya was smiling at him , waving him to walk over towards her.

“How have you been? ” she whispered , eyeing left and right to check if somebody was eavesdropping.

“ The same as you,” really smart Arvind he berated himself.

“I always knew you were secretly a seer,” she then thrusted a book towards him the title of which said ‘LET’S START ALL OVER AGAIN’.

He was left speechless for a while , then as if he was struck with a bucket of cold water. Arvind looked at her with a sheepish smile “ I can do that.”

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Proposal

” I took the job”, he told me over the phone and I suddenly felt my mouth opening, gaping like a fish.

I was walking through the tiny lane of a vegetable market and my sudden halt made the person behind me grumble a few words. Most of which included ‘younger generation’, ‘phones’ and how our lives are a mess.

“You told me , ” I started walking again “You needed time to gain some semblance and what about”? turning towards a shopkeeper, I realized that my voice had been amplified; much more than intended. “What about the worries you shared yesterday?”

Source: Indian Market

He was quite for a while and I had to check if the line was still on.

“Well, the boss called me last night.”

” And what convinced you?” I was smiling now.

“I surely am easily persuaded,” he sighed, there was some relief in that.

“Ask me, I have been trying to do that for four years now,” I was still standing in front of the shop.

“Trying to make me fall in love with you?” some sort of cankering could be heard .

” You realized that now,” shopping now would not be of much use, I realized. He would be here soon.

“Can’t share the secret , anyways where are you now?” I could hear the roar oh motorbike.

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Bantering

After a bickering and bantering session yesterday. I felt the need to ask him “Do you think what we are doing is healthy?” I sighed “I mean we argue most of the time”.

A smile made its way into his face “Both of us are stubborn individuals and we never did agree to go on head along with every decision?” he quirked a brow.

“No, we didn’t . May be this is normal for us.” I wondered before munching on the last of my biscuits.

“It is dear. Believe me”!

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Source:- tasteofhome.com

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Words Left Unsaid (From His viewpoint)

It is frustrating , exhilarating-

I get baffled okay, cannot react the best way,

Silence, it makes coping easier,

Your constant prodding and pricking my head ;

Questions which I can’t seem to answer,

Did you know , your talking wrecks my brain,

I need some rest, not an IQ testing late at night,

Still we talk , I mean respond to your questions

Isn’t that conversation enough?

We meet when you want us to,

As a man I do my part well of listening,

At least you don’t get to complain,

You might not be doing well, but you are an adult,

A women ought to dissolve her mental difficulties , herself;

As if I could ever help you with that,

And don’t you dare compare me to others,

You know fairy tales are not true

You ask me not to call and the next moment you want me to fight,

Is ‘Lunatic’ the new adjective for you?

Loving you almost comes naturally, to me

Present seems alright, future is yet to come,

Why don’t we just enjoy the way things are?

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