The Joy Of Being Together

The Joy Of Being Together
There was typical tinge in her smile that struck me in the same way a sharp and cool breeze emanating from a desert-cooler strikes someone on a hot summer day. I looked for the source of the breeze, and for a while, my senses were numbed. There wasn’t anything special about her, and yet she was the most special person in my life. It had taken only a short while for the transformation to take place, and before I knew it, I was in it. The first step into a new adventure is always the toughest part of the bargain, but the scene after the first step is always easy.

She had shed a lot of tears only a short while back, but she was out of the ordeal now. I’m sure it was more of a show put up for the sake of recording it in the cinematographic camera. I didn’t want to embarrass her by asking her about the drama and its protagonists. I wanted to plunge deep into her eyes that were the protagonists of the drama, and yet they were silent with a lot of expectations of happiness and joy from the present moment.

I wasn’t aware of the exact depth of the dark and deep  dungeons before me. I didn’t know anything about the possessor of those eyes either. There was a deep mystery about her till now, but all secrets were to be revealed now. I wasn’t looking forward to unfurling all the secrets she canceled in her eyes; quite a few were going to surprise me, and I might not like what I learn. Some secrets are best maintained in the format they were unearthed; they should not be probed into.

I was ready to disclose all my secrets to her. I have been yearning to open up my heart and all its chambers to someone for a long time. There was a potion being brewed up within me, and it had to be tasted by someone. All ingredients of the potion were strikingly different from that of a potion that is brewed in the ordinary course of events. There is certainly a difference in the taste, but she had never ever tasted an ordinary potion, so the potion she was supposed to sip was quite good for her. I had a faint idea of the difference, but I couldn’t do anything about it. It wasn’t a magic potion that was brewing up within me, but it had all powers of effecting a magic.

She was to be the one I was going to pour out my heart’s content before, and I was looking forward to do this for a long time to come. There is a typical catharsis attached with this, and I'm glad I was going to experience it now. There is a typical angst within me: I wanted to ask my fate why it chose to expose me to the catharsis at such a late point of time. Situations in life were exactly the same a decade back, but the appointed time for the event had not come a decade back or even yesterday.

I have been helpless against the actions of time and its flow through my being, it has been flowing in a direction I don’t want it to, and I can’t do anything about the ruthless manner in which it has dealt with me. There appears to be something wrong with the way my destiny has been scripted, and I want to rewrite some chapters. I badly want to change the points in history where I took a detour.

A detour is very good but only if it leads to the destination. I find myself lost in an intricate maze because I have taken a detour. The detour has made my situation worse than ever. All the same, I took a deep breath and dived into her eyes. Her eyes are the most intricate maze anyone has ever been into. I don’t know if I shall ever be able to find my way out. I am destined to walk around in circles, and yet the points of life I am deemed to touch everyday are always to be new and unique.

I held my breath as she took the initiative to initiate a discourse. She collected her dress before she addressed me in a typical demure manner, and I found myself lost in the intricate maze of her eyes once again. Quite a few of her words were lost in the gap between us, and I felt a bit jealous of the atoms and molecules that were an audience to the sweet melody. Her voice was  the only clue I had to find my way out of the maze, and to solve the deeper mystery she herself was for me.

The solution to the mystery was quite an easy one, and she appeared to be willing to help me solve all mysteries that baffled me. I did need her help to solve the mystery before me completely; I could never have done it myself. I thought of the mystery she had to solve too. It wasn’t going to be an easy task for her too, I’m sure, but all mysteries are to be solved without much ado when the two of us are together.