DEAR DAD.😘

Hey guys! I hope all is well.😊

I wrote this little note for my daddy yesterday.Would like to share it with you all.Love is an emotion to be expressed,read my post,go on and express the love you feel for your father,tell him what he is for you,just like i did!  😊😊😊

My dear daddy,how should i tell you,what you are for me?

You are the smile that perpetually lingers on my lips,

you are the valour that has an abode in the chasms of my timid heart.

You are the prolific hope instilled in my tentative mind,

you are the benevolence that is intrinsic to my soul.

You are the wisdom in my infantile thoughts,

you are my corporeal beauty and it is you,who is my spiritual grace.

You are the very essence of my being,

all that i am and will ever be,is attributed to you.

I LOVE YOU.💗

-Pratishtha(the luckiest daughter of the world ! )

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MOMENTS.

And sometimes,suddenly you want to go back in time and live those beautiful moments again,feel that vibe again…

You just want to be teleported to that very moment,the mere thought of which makes your lips curve upwards.

That moment so precious,that feeling ineffable.That little fairy tale you created in a few moments,you need to touch it,feel it,live it-Once more.

But all you can do is,sit and see a quick flashback of it that will disappear in a jiffy,try to feel again what you felt back then,albeit in vain,feel desolate and happy at the same time,and most of all you feel helpless,those moments are gone,leaving behind the sweet scent of memories.Sniff in that exquisite aroma,smile and move on,for the aroma is bound to get lost somewhere in the air,it will eventually.

-Pratishtha

And i could not tell him.

And you did not tell her anything?

Did you not tell her that you dont want her to go away from you?

Did you not tell her that the thought of her with some other guy shatters your heart into infinite pieces?

Did you not tell her that you lovingly gaze at her pictures for minutes on end?

Did you not tell her that your heart becomes weak everynight,thinking about going away from her,making you weep incessantly?

Did you not tell her that you suppress a lump in your throat everytime you hear her voice?

Did you not tell her about all the poems you have written in your diary,glorifying hee charisma and charm?

Did you not tell her about those other poems in which you have poured out your heart and kept it bare for her to see?

Did you not tell her that you need her?

Did you not tell hee that you are still living in those moments you had spent with her and you recreate them in your head everyday?

Did you not tell her that you are deeply,madly,crazily in love with hee?

Did you not tell her anything?

“No”,he smiled,his lips quivered…I have to stay hushed about my feelings and she has to stay unaware of a heart that does not pump blood,but love,for her.

Destiny likes it this way.

Pratishtha.😊

Unrequitted love.

But honey you are in love with

Something you don’t possess and you never will….

Something that you can admire from a distance,but never touch…

Something that can only enliven your dreamland,not your real world…

Something that you are willing to chase but can never get hold of…

Something that is up there,in the infinities of the heaven and you are stuck here on earth…

Something that is so beautiful,almost impeccable and hence the almighty did not write it in your destiny…

Something you can never have.

Don’t you know this will leave you crestfallen in the end?  

“I know”,came the reply with an audacious smile.

-Pratishtha😊

I wish😊

I wish

To talk to him every waking minute of the day,about anything and everything

But would he spare time for that?

I wish

To express the love my heart is brimming with,the burning desire i feel for him,and how imperative he is for me

But would he be able to fathom the enormity of the feelings conveyed by those little words?

I wish

To write long letters to him,like irritably prolonged letters,penning down all that i feel,and realizing in the end that i did not manage to express what i actually wanted to convey,but yeah,writing lengthy letters to him

But would he care to read them at all?

I wish

To rub my crimson-gloss rimmed lips against his oh-so-lovely soft lips and run my fingers all over his bare chest

But would he allow the average looking ‘me’ to feel the pleasure and sheer honour of touching the beautiful thing he is?

I wish

To travel the world with him!To go around the globe, seeing new places,meeting new people,tasting new dishes…With one person who is constant by my side,him.

But would he cherish my company as much as i enjoy his?

I wish

To firmly stand by his side in his trying times,to become his pillar of support and to elevate his mood when he feels low

But would he trust me enough to confide in me?

I wish

To love him forever,and a little more after that,be his bride,be the mother of his children,be his soulmate

But would he love me back? Would he make me his mistress?

Appearances.

And as the sun shone on her beautiful face in the morning,

vivacious as ever she looked

with her larger-than-life smile and gorgeous outfit

Her animated gestures would make people talk about how full of life she was

But something was wrong

Her swollen eyes,that hid behind her sunglasses narrated the story of her night,albeit no one could hear it.

Appearances are deceptive.

-Pratishtha😊