AvNeil OS: My Paradise

The One Shot

Could you be ever bewitched?

By just a look into someone's eyes?

A moment where everything would freeze,

And in her eyes would reside your paradise.

Could insanity be an ocean?

Where love formed its each drop

Could happiness look so surreal?

Making your heartbeats stop.

If beauty was just one person

Then I must freeze this time,

For everything I ever wanted,

Rests in my arms today so divine.

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Paradise to me was only a term that existed in books and the great epics of our culture, ever since I had learnt of the existence of time.

A word, albeit fancy, but a word nonetheless.

I have known of words as one of the most powerful weapons bestowed upon the mankind, which we all must oblige to use carefully, but we seldom do. Yet, it is action that even today holds the dominance over everything else, words too, because if what you do don't follow what you say, everything you say is nothing less than a shallow vessel.

I had said a lot too. To everyone, and lastly her.

I had assured her not once but nth number of times that there won't come a day when I would let tears come in her eyes. I won't ever let anything or anyone harm her.

I had said it all with conviction, for I knew that was what I truly wanted, that is what I truly want.

But I erred, and how.

I have studied so many case files, investigated them, solved them, came out victorious all the time. Yet when it comes to her, I falter, I falter and how.

For even today if someone asks me, what is she.. I may not really know the answer.

Who is she?

She is my wife, of course.

I know that's not her sole identity because she is so much more, but to me, I feel this inexplicable pride and joy when I embrace the feeling myself that she is my wife. She is mine.

Yet I don't know her.

I don't know her, because it is not human for me to fathom how she does it, every time?

How does she relentlessly manage to put everyone else, everything else before her, not letting even a frown show up on her visage, while from within, I can't even imagine what she goes through?

Has she really taken the philosophy of grow through what you go througha little too seriously? So much that she doesn't mind suffering in silence, while she puts herself down and others up, prioritizing everyone else's problems, sidelining hers?

I dread to even think about the day, a day that was supposed to be my happiest memory, our happiest memory, yet fate turned it upside down, when she sat on her knees and asked me if I would fulfill her dream of a happy family.

I had my breath caught when I, the one who had longed to hear it from her mouth since what seemed like ages, got to finally hear those golden words from her mouth, but everything became clouded, for what I had heard from Juhi moments ago from that time, had pushed me to a predicament I didn't want to be ensnared in.