Love

He cupped her face in his hands, ever so tender, caressing her soft cheeks with his thumb. 

Her eyes, wet from the sobbing, pleaded With him. 

Her beautiful lips,slightly parted, her nostrils flaring with every breath she took. Her eyes, roaming his face, trying to find a glimpse of human in it. 

'Don't go...' She whispered, her eyes begging, her voice so soft, it could not be heard over his breathing. 

'Stay... Please',she pleaded, her bosom raising with each breath she took. 

She saw his eyes softening, a look of wonder flashing across his face, a reaction so minute, had she not been so close,she may have missed it. 

And as a falcon diving in for a fish, he kissed her, his hands caressing her back,his tongue rough in her mouth. Their passion overflowing, their breath ragged, their hands all over each other. 

They were lost in lust, in the heat of the moment. 

But before that,they were lost in love. 

- Sachin

The Call

I wasn't surprised to hear the phone ring. 

But I was surprised to see the name that popped up on the screen. 

He hadn't called... not since.. well. 

I took the call. 

'Hey', a tired voice breathed from the other end. 

'Hey... how are you?'

'I'm... I'm ok.' 

'You sure?'

'No.' 

The answer made me curious. I had never heard him speak in such assertive tones before. 

'So... what happened?'

'Well... I recently had a few tests done. I had a pretty nasty bout of fever and...'

'And?'

'Well a few of the results seem to have shocked my doctor. I'd like for you to take a look.'

'Yeah sure. Anytime.'

'I'll Whatsapp it over.'

'I did not realize that you were so...conscious about your health.'

'Well someone has to... and it's not like anyone's there to... you know...after what happened...'

I could hear his voice breaking, trailing off. 

'How's the business?', I asked, changing the topic quickly. 

Bad topic, I thought, a few minutes late. 

'Much better. I got what I wished for. And I hate it here now.'

Now I couldn't say I sympathized with him regarding this. That was the extent of the issues he had created. But... he was my brother. And a pained one at that.

'Listen...I'll call you la...' 

I didn't let him complete,cutting in. 

'Hold up. You listen to me. Stop this lone man act.'

'What? Why? I'm perfectly comfortable the way I am now.'

'No you are not. The man I knew, the brother I grew up with, he would have cracked ten lame jokes in these few minutes we got.'

'Don't get worked up man. This is... this is the new me. The old me is gone.'

'No! I refuse to accept that. I know you're in there. I know that...'  I trailed off, my voice thick from all the emotion running through me. I was holding back tears.  

'We both lost parents in that accident. Not only me. So for them at least, don't be like this.'

'It wasn't your fault'

His voice was so low, I almost didn't hear him say it. 

'What?', I asked, surprised. 

'It wasn't your fault that they died.'

'And it was yours?', I asked.

'Yes.'

'In what way? You're just blaming yourself for things that isn't even true.'

'I know it. It was all that I said... my words...my actions. It drove them over the edge.'

'It did not man.'

'It did. I was a failure. I still am. Just that no ones around to judge me, correct me. I have no social life. My friends left me. My wife is distant and cheating on me with someone whom I called my best friend.' He paused to take a breath. 

And I took the opportunity. 

'That is not your fault. None of those are. A car came and hit theirs. They did not drive into it. And You.Are.Not.A.Failure. Look at you running the businesses successfully. Your friends were all the friend versions of gold diggers. Papa and Mummy did warn you earlier. And your wife. Bah. I warned you that she was the wrong choice for you. But you were adamant. Now stop moping around, get off your ass and grow the empire. It's what Papa and Mummy would have wanted you to do. I know it, even our sister knows it.'

He was silent. 

'Bro?'

'I'm here.'

'And?'

'Thank you. I needed that. I've sent the report. I'll call soon.'

And that was the last I heard of him for a few weeks. 

The next time, he did not call. He came in his car. He brought our sister along. And we went to our favorite fast food burger place. 

'I'm divorcing her' he told in my ear, out of earshot of her. 

I just smiled at him. 

'You were right. I was wrong. God that eats me up from the insides'

And I watched as a genuine laugh formed at his mouth. So, I joined in. So did she. 

He was happy. And by extension, so was I. And we all were, at that moment. 

Now if only they were here to see it. 

x

Pain

To live in the world is to pain

To pain in the world is to love

To bring life into the world she pains 

From that life our heart feels pain

For sorrow and joy sees no 'morrow

The present is all it sees 

Such a fickle companion these feelings 

Seen an instant, vanishes the next 

The marks forever remain so 

Until the wave of joy washes over 

Only to resurface again 

At the hands of the ones we love, we pain again

- Sachin Nath

The Glass Slipper

Loneliness... it got to him.
Even though he said it did not matter, how much ever he tried to convince his mind otherwise, he knew it did.
His parents worried, his friends worried. His sisters worried. And he did not show to the world, his worries.

He put up a brave face. Tormented by the prospect of will it screw me up or will it not.
He knew many beautiful girls. But he was afraid to ask them out. He knew it might end in disaster. But it might not.

Every single step in life mattered. And he did Not have a significant other.
It made him furious. He knew he would be good at this stuff.
But he had no one to prove it with.

So he spent his time between the gym,his home and work. He became fit with each passing day. His work skills improved. And he tried not to lose hope.

One day, his Cinderella in The Pumpkin Chariot would ride up.
All he had to do was wait for her glass slipper to fall off and into his hands.

Tears

Wave after wave of powerful emotions hit me. I couldn't move. I couldn't breathe. I couldn't speak.
All I could do was let the tears roll out.

I had just walked on to my wife cheating on me. They still hadn't noticed me, enthralled in their moment of passion.
There was this dude balls deep in her, facing away from me.
I could see her back arched, enjoying the moment. Her shapely ass hitting back at his muscular body, his hands occasionally slapping her ass.

He bend over to grab her boobs and that's when she said, let's change position.

Extracting themselves, they noticed me standing at the door.
She probably didn't see what I was holding in my hand during her frantic rush to grab on to the blanket.
He dived under the bed, presumably for his jeans or shirt. He didn't come back up from there, hiding his shame.


She was shocked. Words failed her. But I had recorded everything, or atleast the parts I had seen, in my phone. His primal grunts, her sensual moaning, him calling her name and she his... and as the final nail in the coffin... their faces.


I didn't say anything to her. She must have thought that I would want to talk about this to her.
But all I said was,'My lawyer shall contact you. You may leave this home, or you may not. But that man cannot stay here.'

He left in a hurry. She didn't.

I stayed over at a hotel nearby. She stayed at the house.

The next day, I went to my friend. He was a lawyer. He could help me out.


He asked for me to have a consulting session with a marriage counselor.

She had agreed apparently.
And I didn't say anything against it.


All the procedures followed.

Months later, I had my divorce.

And I watched in tears as the woman whom I had loved with all my heart walked away from me. She had broken it into tiny tiny pieces, but even then, when I saw her walking away... it made me cry again.


'Pussy' I scolded myself. I walked back to my car, ready for a new life, in a new city. 

Line of Life

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It's a poem today. Do have a read, comment and share.



Scratching and writing again
He wrote upon the Holy Paper
Eyes red without sleep
Brain overclocked without food
'A Masterpiece' he claimed
Done at last with his work
Send down did he to Earth
A human, a newborn, crying, eyes closed
A comma missed, fullstop in wrong
Life went on, the boy did grow
The missing and the wrong made the life
The memories forever etched in his mind
Return to Him afteral at the end
His face flowing, the question raised
'A masterpiece you crafted',he exclaimed
'My life, the best in the world!',he cried



Sachin

P.S: What, or who, is the center of your life? The one thing or person you cannot live without?

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All I Ask

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Do read and tell me how it is 

To love without boundaries is all I ask 

To love without pain is not what I ask 

To feel without consequences is all I ask 

To feel without justifications is all I ask 

To forget without regret is all I ask 

To forget without tears is all I ask 

To remember without pain is all I ask 

To remember without tears is all I ask 

Sachin 

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Blood of Birth

Lost I am in the sea of emotions 

Lost I am in the sea of memories 

Wandering for my path in the darkness 

Supported by the love of birth blood 

Memories to be made haunt my soul 

Memories to be made worry my mind 

Inconsistent in my footfalls on the path 

Pushed to walk by the love of birth blood

Discontent sowed deep into my mind 

Discontent flourishing deep in my soul 

Yearning to move forward in all planes 

Feet frozen by the love of birth blood 

Deep in love I am in my mind

Deep in love I am in my soul 

Unable to process my feelings 

Forever burdened by the love towards birth blood 

Sachin 

Shackles

The shackles of life I do wear 

Unforgiving through pain, never through happiness 

One link after another joins my fear 

Another link disappears with time 

Hopefully when time turns to null

So too shall my fear turn void 

Unless I am shackled by the world 

Unable to leave my love 

Forever binding in pain 

Forever binding in love 

Human

Walking sandbags around me 

Walking ashes around me 

Sand in the air 

Ashes on the floor 

Shades on the sandbags 

Spectacles on the ashes

Sandbags in rust on wheels 

Ashes in rusting wheels 

Rushing off to somewhere 

Running behind time 

Rushing off to the end 

Running behind colored paper 

And here I am confused 

Unsure of my direction

Rushing behind love

Running behind passion

Rushing behind family 

Running behind friends 

Marriage

What is a marriage except

The joining of two souls? 

What else is a marriage except 

The joining of two families? 

How does a marriage fail except 

When no compromises are made? 

How else does a marriage fail except 

When the egos come into play? 

Where does a marriage happen except

In the highest reaches of heaven 

Where else does a marriage happen except

in the hearts of those joined? 

Other Soul

Her loss, he moaned 

His loss, she moaned 

Neither knew what each other had lost 

Yet their hearts cried for the each other. 

Her loss, he lied 

His loss, she lied 

Neither knew what hit them 

Neither saw what would become 

Her loss, he laughed 

His loss, she laughed 

Neither said the truth out loud 

Neither saw the truth in their eyes 

Her loss, she cried 

His loss, he cried 

Neither wanted to find other again 

Neither found their soul again 

Sachin 

Wounds

It's a story again this time... something I wrote as overwhelming feelings overtook me and my every sense.

Even as the heart set it's eyes on her, the mind whispered... 'Stay back'
It knew what would follow. It had seen this countless times, felt the torture.
It did not need another one to add to the list.
In knew advertently it glanced to the cuts on his forearm... A remainder of all the torture.
The heart, no doubt delirious from its raw desires, paid no heed to his warnings.
He consoled himself, believing firmly that this time would be different.
What had he to lose, except more skin, blood and tears after all?

-Sachin Nath