“Do these flowers ever wonder that they would have never bloomed, if the leaves didn’t exist? Do these leaves remember that they are suspended by these branches? Are these branches grateful to their roots and these roots to their soil? Oh well they should thank me too, for watering them well and to some extent the sun too!” Reflecting over the little dialogue I just had in my head, I take a dramatic pause while watering the little potted plant.

Aren’t our lives just like this? I mean a particular thing would be a little untouched, the passing breeze a little heavier, some emotion a little unexplored, someone with a little less meaning to life, if it wasn’t for you. There’s a unique essence we all possess and keep adding to everything or everyone we meet! Maybe all that happened would still happen, but still so incomplete without you and the meaning you bought to it. There are so many people who mean the world to us, but we just forget to stop by and say it once.

“A sudden thought of you passed my mind, ‘coz I know it’s you and I Intertwined!”

Bike rides were your idea, singing out loud on them, mine. Late night movies were your plans, smuggling in alcohol mine. Going to work 9- 5, your ideal weekday plans, standing under your office building at 3 and asking you to ditch the boss, mine. Solving a problem together, your idea of a mature relationship, suddenly laughing and making fun of you, mine. You say spending quality time at home by cooking food together, I pour one bottle chilled water on you and say “Namak swad anusaar”. You would bow down and help me strap my heels, I am sorry you expected something cute but I made you wear them instead, and walk with me. You left your social accounts logged in, hoping I would spy and get jealous, I sent ‘I love you’ to ten other girls instead. I am a tornado, with a calm of my own, and you a settled but wrecked city I march towards. No! I am not here to destroy you further or change you, but just to be with you. Now your idea maybe to shelter me, but mine to leash you to my back and flow with all the power and might, I could ever possess.

“It’s difficult to leave and whine, ‘coz remember baby we are intertwined!”

The bindweed on my garden wall, is as beautiful as the interlocked twists of our soul. The scars it has left on my wall, the faint memories we will leave. You wouldn’t be you without me, nor would I be me without you. You and I; inter-mesh of the demon’s master creation and purity of heavenly hymns.

“It’s all the sanity undermined, ‘coz you know we are intertwined!”


(Pic: Self-made art- inspiration from pintrest pictures)