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MAIL FROM ADITYA ON 8th Dec 2016 at 12.15 AM

RIPPLES

My dear Aditi,

You know this that we bumped into each other just out of nowhere and we suddenly realise that we can't live without each other
Each moment, (yes I mean each moment) that we breathe reminds us of each other... A feeling which is difficult to frame in words.. Who said ripples are formed in water bodies ; I feel that within my body.. Your soul has dropped into my body.. Ripples are natural.


The vacuum I feel inside me while missing you makes me more attached to you... Feel a sudden emptiness when I realise that I can't get to see you at my will. This creates ripples which also stirs the body and gives a peace that someone loves me so much and misses me so much. Ripples travel and travel our distance and the effect vibrates our body.. Don't you feel this ripple?
The ripples are created from the words you speak, the vision you cast, the moods you radiate, the calls you make, the messages you write. Most importantly I can see your inner core which vibrates with sheer love and life. Your vibrations radiate the ripples . Every time you say Shona it sends forth a ripple of care and love
Your tone intoxicates me. I still remember the first whatsapp message on that 4th October night. U said Hi this is ….... I got surprised with the speed .. Suddenly remembered that night.
Another thing which created ripples was your wit. I got shocked that evening when u said I have fallen love with u …. I said what??? .. Obviously I never expected this. U said do you dwell in Congo?
I kept laughing that evening. It started then and gradually we have passed more than 60 days.. 2 months of intense mails, calls, messages... Can't think how the last 2 months have passed...  have occupied so much space within me...

Hey, I feel like holding your hands and going for a long walk on a serene outfield with a mountain at the backdrop.. None to disturb us . Why can't we spend some time alone ? Is this relationship so much forbidden ?..leave it . Let's not dwell into this. All I know is I love you and one can love someone if the heart desires so. Two matured heart has realised this and thus the ripples of life emanates this chord of harmony between us. 

 

I have an unlocked door waiting for you to open it . Seeing you is like meeting someone most unexpected and suddenly the unexpected is in front of you and you realise here is what I have dreamt     U called me at this moment. Can anyone believe this coincidence? Can anyone explain this telepathy? Can anyone explain why you could feel my call? Oh my God!!! This is it. This is utter love, utter attachment, passion at its peak.. Just imagine the timing.. Please comment on this .. Please dear. You heard my call and responded. I could feel your touch on me as u spoke low. I heard your breath and its a treasured divine feeling of touching you.. I touched you deep on ur lips as they opened for me..


Oh dear we knew each other in previous life. It has to be. How is the chemistry so strong ? How can a bond be so strong? How deep is our love can you realise now? It simply mind blowing... It's time that the two souls meet and there's nothing on earth that can prevent this anymore. I never asked God to give you but still he gave you to me. It must be for a reason... To fill my life with life. To fill my love with love

Dear, I can't stay without you , I just can't, I am soaked with you, just soaked with you , you are all over me, just all over me. I smell you from this distance. How can you stay away. You can't. The call is too magnetic to stay away. 

I am hugging you so tight . I don't want you to leave .. Just kiss all over you and feel your divine touch

Please be with me unto the last breath. I remain yours forever. 

 

Yours

Wednesday, 29 November 2017

Adi's mail dated 8th November 2016 at 11.51PM


My dear Aditi,

U know what today I am feeling that we are a couple estranged by severe compulsions. So much of restrictions, so much of pulls, so much of test with time, so much of sacrifice; yet we go relentless just to explore options of staying together be it chat, phone calls or mails. Speaks volume of the attachment.. I haven't experienced this phenomena ever in my life not even after my marriage.. Honest confession!! 

Aditi, the way you love me, the way you talk, your whispers, your sudden pings, your sudden calls intoxicates me.

 

I am locked in my room, lights on, it's a bit humid today after the rains a few days back. Have my AC on @25.. Lying down with pillows stacked under my head... I visualise u come in and greet me with ur usual Shona.. I remain calm and state at u as I knew you would come.. I am not taken aback

I knew you would come

Come sit beside me and I want to write a mail and you remain quite until I finish it.. Will read it for you

You  know what , as I see you , I visibly correlate what I said all these days on phone.. silent , a smile full of content on your lips, smile of s woman who wishes for the world

Aditi your smile is like a sunshine for this stranger who now is mingled with your soul.

I know not if I see tomorrow's sunshine, but here you are sitting beside me with a smile which means more  than a million sunshine to me. Aditi, your eyes I see now , they speak , eyes that speak, a look that means a lot to me.. The eyelids still and you look at me as I remain intoxicated in your eyes.

Your lips I see smeared with sheer sweet love, your lips are the reason for which I have my mouth and heart

So close your eyes at once as I draw close to u. Don’t utter a word. Perk up your ears and listen to that silent sound inside you where all this is found.

Aditi, can you hear my whisper now? I draw close and feel the smell of you. 

 I hear that heart of yours drawing close to mine as I hold your hands and close my eyes... I see you now as I close my eyes.. You look composed and peaceful comforted by my presence.. No fear, no doubts.. Only a feeling of trust and togetherness.. 

There are only two sets of lips that are ravenous to be recognized and treasured. They meet and get locked

 

Remain locked here as I stroke your hairs.  Stay in my arms a while.

I have you for a day only Aditi

Let me have you and you have me 

 

I remain for you forever

Just one day we got and you remain in my heart for ever

 

Your love

Adi
 

Wednesday, 1 November 2017

Aditi's reply to Aditya on 22nd Oct 2016 at 11.36PM to the above mail

My Adi,

 

YES I READ ur mail twice and can conclude one thing that u must follow the footsteps of chetan bhagat!!

 
Today i have realised the truth of our RELATIONSHIP....our meeting is no more a coincidence....it has got a DEEP Meaning!!....we have to accomplish many undone task!....let us not sacrifice in this birth also!....let us think of ourselves...we came alone and will have to leave this earth alone only....so meeting our spouse has been a destiny and yes we have certain responsibilities towards our family that we will definitely do but at the same time we cannot ignore our conscience!!.....

 

today i understood MANY THINGS Adi!!...will not tell you...let me treasure them forever!!...now I am very much SERIOUS about our relationship...now I have responsibility to protect this bond!...

 

feeling extremely sleepy...will wait for you call...love you always

 

Yours diti


 

Tuesday, 31 October 2017




My Aditi

An interaction that started in a cacophonous virtual room mostly inhabited by myriads of superficially charged gregarious humans most of whom have celebrated not less than 20 birthdays, has now taken center stage. Two matured humans engrossed on each other, both eager to get a glimpse on the other virtually shattering the screens on their phones/laptops. Each moment of each day goes into peeling the layers of each other in an utter quest to unravel the unknown, to quench the thirst, to visualize what’s not visible, to realize the common chord, to respect the abilities and accomplishments, so much so that time flies and the intoxication keeps both charged.

Human beings are more hard wired with each other in person rather virtually. But here comes a chemistry proving all litmus tests positive and attracting each other and pheromone secretion goes unabated.

The chemistry kindles the thought of a togetherness and solidarity more like a juvenile exuberance vibrating with a pulsating resonance more akin to birds of the same feather. The chirping goes on and on and the buds of an inseparable intimate bond have germinated.

Don’t know where this germination will go, don’t know where it leads to.. The dilemma has started haunting. the thought of a possible flash of this relationship can break the mirror into shattering pieces….A scary reality peeps inside. You said “ Lets quit” with a logic that’s practical. But I don’t know what to do, where this leads to.

The pain in quitting is too repulsive to accept. You said the sorrow fades away with gradients of time. You said may be a month and then things become normal. I am not sure about this. Don’t know if it fades away . Definitely time heals but feelings never fades.

When things occur seemingly outside of our control, we get frustrated, angry, impatient... My dear Aditi, see it as a lesson… for example If you usually get impatient in a queue , remind yourself there's no real hurry and the hurry fades away. Just give yourself a few minutes to relax and observe the scenes around you, have few deep breaths and realize the realities.

I leave it to you and accept what is your final decision. My acceptance to your quit word is out of respect and love and not out of frustration. You once said love means responsibility… right? Yes you are correct it does carry responsibility. I would take responsibility for the sorrow of parting but thy soul will always love you …. a love that won’t harm you forever,  a love that will forever protect you, a love that will pray for your safety and peace. Listen when you pray, someone listens… My prayers for your wellbeing will always be there.  I expect no sympathy to what I write as I know what I am writing is exactly what you think. We are absolutely at sync….. Am I sounding poetic? Maybe yes but that’s me and that’s what I am . I tend to write and write and write at times . Please don’t get upset. We are together in soul and remain so

I have not used a single word that is not in sync with my thoughts… It all that comes out from my heart. Don’t get me wrong please.. I accept you as you are. No ego, no clash, only love.

I am getting restless but will handle it.

Remain yours

Adi

Hi sweetheart,
My sweetheart you are. Unknowingly you have occupied my heart and you reside there peacefully until my last breath. The developments of the last one will never ever fade away and I am sure as time progresses the fondness , the attachment , the passion, the intoxication to have you, the bliss in having you from as so far away will flourish with every sunrise .

The accuracy and speed with which you Spotted me amongst the class photo was astonishing.. Mind you it was a picture of 1974.. It was before you stepped into this world. I am really stunned. You recognized a person of whom you have never met. I just can't believe how you correlated this just by seeing a few recent pictures..
Perhaps someone wanted two matured minds meet through their minds first in this birth .. Perhaps we separated too early and never got to see the last leg of life.
Our relationship is really strange.. So much we share, so much we talk in a day, so much we miss each other and yet we have never met.. Unbelievable!!
So much trust, so much attachments....just can't think how and why this happened.. But let me not think how and why.. It's more important to stay like this forever..

The distance between us at times kills from within and more importantly we have dwell with this distance. This is the sad part of the whole happy thing... Remember our English teacher Sir Alapat (he is no more) used to be one of the best English teacher our school had.. A highly passionate and romantic old man he was .. He used to explain each literature prose or poetry with passion.. I remember a poem by P.B. Shelley named ' To a skylark'
A line in the poem still I remember . It reads

Our sweetest songs are those that tell of saddest thought.

Truly our distance is the saddest part yet this distance is creating the intensity and our happiness lies in the fact that we are submerged in this intense love.

Just remember another line of the same poem where the poet describes the skylark flying in the sky

 

Like an unbodied joy whose race is just begun.


Our journey has started this way .. An unbodied joy.. A journey of relentless love and happiness

Sweetheart, I still remember how passionately Sir used to explain each line and I used to listen with rapt attention. Perhaps I was romantic enough to love him teach..

 

My heart is so fondly maxed out with this intensity of our live from a distance.. I am sure it's same for you too

 

The thoughts of how much I love you are keeping me awake longer and longer each night.. 

Won't take more time as you are longing to read this before you sleep.

Sleep sweetheart with your hair on my body as I run my fingers through them.

I love the way you feel in my arms when hug and kiss every inch of you.

I start my day with you on my mind and end my day with you in my dreams.

I remain yours for ever, 

 

With endless love

A journey

This is the journey of two souls who met late in their life but became so connected that now they are committed to remain together until their last breath.
I will narrate few mails we exchanged in the process of this connection from core.
We are miles apart though in the same country. Each having their peaceful family at place. Both of us established professionals in their respective fields.
The meeting was online and the bonding and sync was from day one. Its as if we knew each other earlier and got lost in between... a re bonding like.
Today we cherish the last one year and remain committed to stay connected through our soul. The compatibility ushers magical attraction and has given such positivity in each others life.
We met in October 2016 and would narrate the mails we exchanged.