Filosopical HR..

And then when I entered the waters I felt no fear.

I was like a baby who sees ToysRUs for the first time.

We played in the waters for such a long time that I didn't realize that I was afraid of the sea.

She gave me the feeling of comfort
She gave me the feeling of warmth
She gave me the feeling of security
She gave me the feeling of comfort

And in the meanwhile she, though she had mentioned that she didn't know swimming and all but was like a mermaid.

A beauty, un-definable
A natural, in water
A water baby

After spending some time in the waters we decided to sit on the shore for a while.

Without talking anything
Without looking at each other
But we knew we were together

And that moment when I looked at the waves trying to crash on the shore every time but returning back

It made me realize, that there was this unsaid love between the waves and the shore.

They came every time to the shore with an increased passion but broke and went away.

Who did the waves love more?

The shore, where it tried to come time and again or the sea where it retuned no matter what.

It seemed to me like the waves and shore were jilted lovers. They tried to come together but couldn't

And I didn't want Aaliya to be like that. Neither did I want Aaliya to be like the sea and waves coz the waves always tried to run away from the sea.

I wanted Aaliya to be like the pollen with me being the bee, always coming back time and again. Sharing all they could and being a part of something great.

I didn't want to be like Romeo who dies for Juliet. I wanted to be like the fish who dies once it's put out of the water hence doesn't leave the water.

But was Aaliya interested in being my water !!

Was she interested in being my pollen
Was she interested in being by my side when I couldn't help clean myself in old age.
Was she interested in holding my hands and trusting me when we went through the roller coaster called life .

Was she??
Would she love me as much as I loved her?
What if she wanted me to prove my Love for her?
Would I ever succeed?
Would she ever believe?

All this while I was day dreaming and expressing myself in one way or another, would I be able to express myself when the time came.

Slowly the sea started turning rough and the sky darkened.

Was this an indication that our love would also be tough ....