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A LITTLE WHILE MORE
If you could only feel, only feel the way I love you.
If you could only hear, only hear the way my heart beats when I hold you.
If you could only see , only see the way my soul bleeds when I miss you.
You could, only if you could stay with me a little while more.
Maan restless, sleep having deserted his eyes that thirsted only for a glimpse of his Misti, filled with concern for her he moves like a shadow to find his princess unstirred in sleep.
He smiles in peace as his restless soul sighs in contentment at the sight of her.
With his eyes only on her oblivious to everything else he wakes her up so he could get her to take her medicines that otherwise could be left untouched.
'Maan' she wakes up to the sight of him.
With her having stirred out of sleep so wakes Beeji too who was sleeping next to her.
He moves into shadow & pulls her along.
She pulls out & refuses to give in.
Refuses his concern, his love & him.
He goes out of his way risking himself just to hold her in his arms.
To stand by her.
To hear her voice his name.
And to see her for a while.
He stops her, he pleads to be with him just a little while more.
She pushes him away.
Unable to stand her silent treatment anymore in pain, disappointment, anger & in love he pulls her to himself.
She stops as her eyes meet his dark ones.
His eyes that reflect to her the wounds her words, her actions, she has been inflicting on his soul.
The tempest he is controlling within his steel frame.
She stops & tries to read them.
She tries, but he reads.
He watches the play of emotions that cross her mind with him in proximity.
Moved she is in love to see him risk himself in concern.
Moved she is in fear what if they get caught.
Moved she is in plight that to meet his wife he is made to hide from the world.
Moved she is in her anger holding on to her resolve.
Moved she is at not being able to give in to this moment, to him & to herself.
He is moved too.
Moved by her pain.
Moved by fear at seeing her walk away from him.
Moved by disappointment at seeing her fail to understand him.
Moved by anger at his own desperate state.
Moved by love that refuses to let go of her even when she denies his love, pushes him away & refuses to feel his pain.
Nothing happening around him moves him.
Not the fear of getting caught that has Geet breathless but he smiles to find her hold on to him on her own.
Not Beeji being awake, not Tej being around, nor Lucky pushing hard at the door.
Nothing moves him a breath but Geet.
Moved he is by Geet.
That one drop of blood from the cut on her finger moves him.
He holds her hand & promises again to forever stand by her.
Touches her gently with every step, every breath, every inch of his being trying to heal their pain embracing her to his heart for a little while more.
Love
Nandita
If you could only feel, only feel the way I love you.
If you could only hear, only hear the way my heart beats when I hold you.
If you could only see , only see the way my soul bleeds when I miss you.
You could, only if you could stay with me a little while more.
Maan restless, sleep having deserted his eyes that thirsted only for a glimpse of his Misti, filled with concern for her he moves like a shadow to find his princess unstirred in sleep.
He smiles in peace as his restless soul sighs in contentment at the sight of her.
With his eyes only on her oblivious to everything else he wakes her up so he could get her to take her medicines that otherwise could be left untouched.
'Maan' she wakes up to the sight of him.
With her having stirred out of sleep so wakes Beeji too who was sleeping next to her.
He moves into shadow & pulls her along.
She pulls out & refuses to give in.
Refuses his concern, his love & him.
He goes out of his way risking himself just to hold her in his arms.
To stand by her.
To hear her voice his name.
And to see her for a while.
He stops her, he pleads to be with him just a little while more.
She pushes him away.
Unable to stand her silent treatment anymore in pain, disappointment, anger & in love he pulls her to himself.
She stops as her eyes meet his dark ones.
His eyes that reflect to her the wounds her words, her actions, she has been inflicting on his soul.
The tempest he is controlling within his steel frame.
She stops & tries to read them.
She tries, but he reads.
He watches the play of emotions that cross her mind with him in proximity.
Moved she is in love to see him risk himself in concern.
Moved she is in fear what if they get caught.
Moved she is in plight that to meet his wife he is made to hide from the world.
Moved she is in her anger holding on to her resolve.
Moved she is at not being able to give in to this moment, to him & to herself.
He is moved too.
Moved by her pain.
Moved by fear at seeing her walk away from him.
Moved by disappointment at seeing her fail to understand him.
Moved by anger at his own desperate state.
Moved by love that refuses to let go of her even when she denies his love, pushes him away & refuses to feel his pain.
Nothing happening around him moves him.
Not the fear of getting caught that has Geet breathless but he smiles to find her hold on to him on her own.
Not Beeji being awake, not Tej being around, nor Lucky pushing hard at the door.
Nothing moves him a breath but Geet.
Moved he is by Geet.
That one drop of blood from the cut on her finger moves him.
He holds her hand & promises again to forever stand by her.
Touches her gently with every step, every breath, every inch of his being trying to heal their pain embracing her to his heart for a little while more.
Love
Nandita
