Worthy

Despite having known her for a while and sharing many a laughs and hearty conversations with her, he couldn’t bring himself to tell her how he felt in his heart. All he could do was bring a smile on her face and be there for her whenever she texted him about how bad her day had been.

One night, after making sure she was comfortable on the other side of the world, he leaned over the basin and looked at his reflection in the mirror.

Talking to himself, he said, “Why don’t you just tell her how you feel?”

He saw his reflection lowering his shoulders.

“Why don’t you dare to even hope and dream that she can truly love you for who you are and hold your heart?”

His reflection’s shoulders slumped lower still. Let out a slow breath.

“I know why. You’re afraid of her seeing how cold and empty you feel inside. You’re afraid she’ll see how weak you are beneath your skin. You’re afraid because you don’t feel worthy.”

His reflection looked up with pain behind his eyes. “How can you be so sure?”

Closing his eyes, feeling the tears well up and heart beating slow and heavy, he replied, “Because I know what it feels like”

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Heart

Distance means nothing, because you mean everything. No matter where we are, we’re together in our heart ♥️

His World

The room had grown quite and the fire burned warm and soothing in the fireplace.

The kids, all tired out after playing around, laughing and basically scheming to bring the world to its knees had dozed off around the living room. Their youngest daughter was curled up in his laps, their boy on his Mama’s and their oldest daughter on the couch opposite. He puts his arms around his wife, turns to look at her. She was resting her head on his shoulder, and looking at him. Sees her smiling. Just smiling with all the happiness and love. He kisses her and smiles. Sighs happily and takes in every single detail around him in that moment. Thinking, “This is my home. This is my world and I am living in it. People go to such lengths as to buy new cars, big mansions and whatever else they do to find happiness. But for me, this is everything I’ll ever need. Everything that can make me happy is right here. I am home”

Knowing that he had found true happiness and everything he ever needed, he hugs her wife tighter. It had all been possible because of her. She was his center. His anchor in life. His best friend and partner in life. She had become his world and it grew from there on. He had never imagined in his wildest dreams that he could ever have anything like this until she came along.

“I love you. I love you with everything I have, my precious”, he says to her. She looks at him, kiss him and says,”As I love you, my darling husband”. Hearing her always made him so happy and excited, no matter how much time passed. She nuzzles against his neck and closes her eyes. Holding her close and watching over his world, his family, he just smiles and takes it all in.

By the pond

The Diary

It was a pleasant evening, with the sun dipping over the horizon. Insects were buzzing and the birds chirping as they returned to their homes, settling in for the night. The horizon turned orange with purple hues, with stars flickering through the evening sky.

The pond reflected rays of the setting sun along it’s shimmering surface. Besides the glistening pond stood a hut, two stories tall and adorned with french windows and bricks lined on the exterior.

He took a deep breath and slowly started pushing the bicycle his son, now four years old, was learning to ride. He urged him to feel the balance and to always keep his hands on the brakes. As he pushed, he felt his son gain balance, albeit a bit groggily. When he was certain that his son was getting the gist of it and finding his balance, he slowly let go of the…

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One or the Other

A beautiful poem written down by Varnika Jain. Depicts how a person can become someone’s entire world and chase away the nightmares and the darkness.

Moonlighting Scrivener

She sought him in her nightmares

She sought him in her dreams

When she woke up

She could hardly tell

The one from the other

Since he saved her in her nightmares

And she lost him in her dreams

The one became the other

Somewhere in between.

So she took to sleeping with him

Held closely in her arms

The warmth that he exuded

Ended the nightly tussle

And merged the happiness

Of the one with the other.

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A Heart of Stone

A beautiful tale of two souls finding love in the most serendipitous ways. Published by Varnika Jain.

Moonlighting Scrivener

In his frantic attempts to find his way back to the caravan, he came across a sight that held his gaze. It looked like a formerly over trodden path which had, at some point in time, been overrun by weeds. Inviting, nonetheless. He followed the meandering path, curious about where it led while still trying to grasp how it had just suddenly appeared in front of him out of thin air even though he was quite sure he’d crossed that exact point atleast half a dozen times before since he’d been walking around in circles, completely lost.

Curiosity killed the cat, he kept reminding himself but his feet kept moving forward. It’s getting late and dark, it’s time to turn back and find shelter, not to go on a wild goose chase, he chastised himself. Yet, he could not bring himself to stray from that path.

After what felt…

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By the pond

It was a pleasant evening, with the sun dipping over the horizon. Insects were buzzing and the birds chirping as they returned to their homes, settling in for the night. The horizon turned orange with purple hues, with stars flickering through the evening sky.

The pond reflected rays of the setting sun along it’s shimmering surface. Besides the glistening pond stood a hut, two stories tall and adorned with french windows and bricks lined on the exterior.

He took a deep breath and slowly started pushing the bicycle his son, now four years old, was learning to ride. He urged him to feel the balance and to always keep his hands on the brakes. As he pushed, he felt his son gain balance, albeit a bit groggily. When he was certain that his son was getting the gist of it and finding his balance, he slowly let go of the grip, but still running and ready to hold the bike if the balance got disturbed. After running some distance, confident and proud that his son was finally riding on his own, he stopped and smiled wide, watching his son pedal and find his own way. Still smiling and proud, he turned around and looked at his wife and daughter, now five years old, standing at the entrance holding hands. His wife’s other hand resting on her belly, softly stroking the baby they were expecting.

They came down the stairs, their daughter holding her mommy’s hand and watching her every step, making sure she was comfortable and there was nothing in the way. For she was watching over her mom and the baby and wasn’t liking the idea of her mom exerting herself and walking about at all.

He looked at his family and surveyed the surroundings. It was a perfect evening by all means, because he had his whole world right there with him. As he began walking towards their home, his son had been cycling back and was reaching the stairs. He got off and gently kissed his mom’s tummy and hugged her. Feeling proud and immensely happy, she showered their son with affection and kisses.

As he reached the stairs, the kids were already running inside and his wife held out her hand, smiling at him with love and admiration. She arched her neck up, he bent over, kissed her and said to her, “Happy sixth anniversary, my love”. She beamed with happiness and said, “Happy sixth anniversary, my darling husband”. He held her hand and gave her a warm kiss on her forehead, conveying his love for his wife.

They turned towards the pond and walked along it, wading through the soft grass, holding hands, talking, giggling and so much in love. The air smelled sweet because of the moist earth and the scent of tulips and lilies surrounded them.

They watched the sun set as its last rays reached them. He turned, looked at his wife. Her beautiful face radiant in the orange light, hair flowing along her shoulders and eyes gleaming, as she watched the sun set. God Almighty, moments like these were the most beautiful and he felt so blessed to have this wonderful woman in his life. He let out a breath and whispered, “Oh honey, you’re so beautiful!”. She giggled, looked at him and said, “Just your wife, honey” and rested her head against his chest, hugging him.

They stood there holding each other for the longest time. Love flowing between them and their hearts beating in sync.

As the sun set into the horizon, they turned to their hut and walked to it, hand in hand. Cherishing each moment and recalling the beautiful six years of their lives.

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