Laying A Stronger Foundation

Laying A Stronger Foundation
There was nothing mystical about her, she wasn’t a sorceress about to turn me into a frog, and yet she had the very essence of black-magic in her eyes.  Somehow, I know she held the power to wave her magic-wand over my past and make it shine like a gold mine. I only have to be in her company, and it is going to change my world, I know. I want her to be in my world and change it forever and a day. Her mere presence and her company are going to work miracles for me, I know this. I yearned for her just as a mad man yearns for a  life without lunacy till a while back.



There was an innocence of babies brimming over the edges of her face while she looked at me with her eyes full of a magic-potion. I didn’t count seconds while she looked at me without blinking her eyes, she was trying to bewitch me with her stare that stretched to an eternity. The baby wanted me to love it till it blinked its eyes, till eternity, and there wasn’t an obstacle present to hinder my prospects at this front. I was prepared to look into her eyes forever and a day. I love babies, I love all babies, and the one before me was a special one in my life.



I wanted to cuddle the baby in my arms for a long time, and kiss it for a longer time. She was a special baby, who was going to love me too. I really don’t know if babies can understand what love is, and whether they can feel being loved or even if they can love. I don’t think so. This one was going to feel everything I want babies to fee l like when I hold them in my arms.



Unlike other babies I love to cuddle in my arms, she was going to love me too, although I can never be sur if she was going to love me with an equal or even more passion. There is no way one can plumb the depth of anyone’s heart when one loves someone, but I have always wanted to calibrate the catharsis I experience when I hold a miracle in my arms. I was so close to the experience, and, once again, I didn’t have a metre to measure love. I have always wondered if infants can feel a catharsis similar to what I experience when I hold them in my arms. Perhaps this one was going to give me a feedback I have always wanted.



She is going to go through a similar experience when I hold her in my arms, I am sure, but I shall never know if it is more ecstatic or if it is deficient by even a slight degree of measurement. I shall have to be content with the high I experience while I hold her in my arms. The joy is going to be with me for a long time. It is going to be dwarfed  every day when we are pushed to a new zenith.



We shall form new values and principles every single day as we discover a new height. All heights we touched in our celibacy shall appear to be infantile soon. All anchors that held us to our values in our celibacy shall be replaced by stronger ones that shall bind us to our new values with a stronger gel.



We shall lay the foundation of a new world. I hope it is a strong one, and a stronger structure finds itself over it.