Loose Change

Long days that end with A great dinner and  A glass of wine  Quiet evening  Watching a film  Laughing and turning around  To share that laughter, only to know  That you’re not around I know you’re gone But what does the heart do? At times like these? I know you’re gone But do these tears know it too?                               The man in his element. Crafting away. Working with his hands.                                                   ( Photo courtesy our friend Juni)

Never did I think, I would find someone like the man. Who would have thunk? That he would ground me... And make me fly at the same time? A friendship that just deepened, And felt right from day one. The soul mate I was not even looking for... And who, with his smile with that broken tooth,  Would leave me feeling weak kneed. Who would have thunk? That two people so averse to commitment... Would fall in love with the word 'forever'? The forever though was not to be. Just shy of 20 years and... I am starting life anew. With conversations with you in my head, my sweetheart. And support from our friends.  There will come a time when,  I will laugh and not feel sad right after. Just not today. Just not today. Us on our 18th anniversary Sharing a link to the song which I would sing ALL THE TIME with him. It took me about 6 years to find the actual song to share with him. He refused to believe that it was an actual song :) Thought that I had made it up! The song I would sing AL...

There is this strong independent woman inside me, who sometimes feels it to be unreal. I have a full life, contributing to the society, doing my own bit. Can drive, cook, do basic first aid, can manage finances (reasonably well)...how is it that with all these positives, the only thought that is always always overriding all this is how much I miss the man.  The other half, the one with whom my thoughts and sentences were complete. Who made me laugh, who understood and noticed small details that would fool everyone else.    The man did love the winter light     Jotting down a list of things (in no particular order), that I miss about him - His hands - the man had the most beautiful hands that I have seen till date. Long artistic fingers that bore truth to his love for working with them - be it the sourdoughs that he learnt via YouTube or his leather work or the ferments or the photography or the hand-crafted diaries or his cooking. - That broken tooth in the fron...