THE ELIXIR OF MY LIFE

THE ELIXIR OF MY LIFE
My dear daughter,
I love you. There seem to be no other words to express my feelings for you. Language did come up as a facility for us when we wanted to express ourselves, but it also brought with itself the impediment that I cannot find words to express my feelings for you, language conceals the beauty of the universe in this manner. Language refuses to communicate my abstract thoughts as well as it portrays the concrete world. You have been a beautiful abstraction that has been in my heart from the time I came into the world. My world seems to be incomplete without you, you are the link that can complete the chain of my life, your thoughts are blessed with the magic of my life, my life seems to be covered with a mist when I am not thinking of you.

The mist over a large part of my life is now clear. It has given way to the real world, the real world is certainly nothing when compared to the world you live in. You have been living in the world of my dreams ever since my dreams became a part of my life. I often dream of the things that could not be transformed into a reality. These dreams form an important part of my past. My past stands out as nightmare that shall not loosen its hold over me unless you are with me. I badly want to shake off the burden of my past, I badly want you to be with me. Your company would work miracles in my life, my life is undergoing a transformation everyday, things would begin to change for the better once you are with me. You would be the catalyst that I would need to ignite the bundle of dreams that threaten to haunt me unless they are done away with as soon as possible. These dreams could not undergo the desired metamorphosis, they await their transformation into a reality even today.

Today I realise that these dreams were little more than a mirage in the desert. These dreams were merely agents to drive me to live another day in my life. Another dream was needed to splatter my life with colour. You stepped into my dreams to brighten my life with the colours of the rainbow. The universe around me becomes as vivid as my favourite colour when I think of you, and yet the transformation if the abstraction that you are into a physical reality threatens to shatter the beauty of the universe around me. The world around me thrives by virtue of your abstract thoughts. These abstract thoughts form an integral art of me, I cannot prevent myself from thinking of you.

You have been living in my heart for such a long time that I now feel that your abstract thoughts are far better than any concrete reality. I seem to be enamoured with your abstract concept. I once wished that the abstraction might one day turn into a reality, but with the passage of time, the wish has become stale. The passage of time makes everything stale, the only entity that remains fresh is life.

Life is so fresh that it does not accommodate anything stale, but your thoughts are endowed with the freshness of life. Thinking of you is such a beautiful experience that I don’t want to part with your thoughts, I don’t want the abstraction to be a reality. Your thoughts fill me with such zeal and enthusiasm that I want to do nothing but think of you.

Thinking of you is such an exciting experience that I am filled with the greatest ecstasy whenever I think of you. These are some of the most beautiful dreams that I dreamt of. These dreams form an integral part of the sublime moments of my life. The experience is so refreshing that I forget all my woes when I think of you. Your thoughts are the elixir of my life: they make my life live, I don’t want to part with your thoughts.

Your thoughts have such a strong hold over my destiny that my life seems to be entering a void as it emerges from your thoughts, and yet your presence is so demanding that I cannot imagine a life without you. You are the beginning of life within me, and you are the end of life within me. Life begins with you, and it ends with you.

Zeenat, you are the most beautiful abstraction that I ever created. The abstraction adds colour to my life. You are the only one who can transform my dull and serene life into a beautiful world; you are the creator of all that I beautiful in my world, you are the architect of my beautiful world.

My world is beautiful even with out you, I only fear that a change in the setup would prove detrimental to my world, your physical presence in my world would destroy the beauty of the moments that are passing by without you: your absence makes my world all the more beautiful. Your thoughts seem to provide the reason for the entire struggle in the world. Your presence would be the end of the entire struggle, it would be the end of my beautiful world.

My beautiful world is not devoid of sufferings, but I don’t want you to suffer. I don’t want you to be a part of the real world because everyone in the real world has to suffer, I don’t want you to suffer. I don’t want you to be a part of the world because I don’t want to lose the abstraction that forms you, I want to preserve your thoughts for eternity. I don’t want you to be a part of the real world because I love you.