A Night Like This...

There was a time when I wanted to see you sleeping. I wanted to see how you look like in sleep. Do you smile or frown? I wished to be transported to the place where you are and feel the life you are living. Now that we are married and stay together and you sleep next to me, still I want to know how you sleep. What a strange desire it is. I snuggle into your arms before going to sleep and hold you tight. You just cannot sacrifice your sleep. You need an eight hours sleep. I don’t need that. I want to talk and talk and look up at you while doing so.  Seems there will be no end to this yearning.  Ours may not be an inspiring or even an extraordinary love story, but story it is. The one which I would love to live till my last breath...

With age and passing phases of life priorities change but mine is still you. I always wait for that one moment which you will live only for me. Only one moment, that can be even of a single second too. But it has to come once in my lifetime lest I’ll feel wasted on this earth.

I can see you from here, sleeping sound with no idea of what I am doing or thinking.  You are a loving husband, doting father fulfilling his conjugal duties.  You want to give a bright and secured future to us.  And, no doubt you will. I know you can do anything and everything to make us happy and contented. I feel, you miss few small moments of happiness which I had always wanted to share with you.

• Why your struggle seems like an obsession to me?
• Why you are too distant from me? Why is it that I feel I cannot reach you?
• Why is it that you listen and yet not listen to what I say? It wreathes my heart with Pain.

I feel that I am losing grasp on reality and you are ‘The Reality’ to me.