Being back on my blog is a big thing..like for one, i am super proud of my memory since i dint goof up on the password.
Two, i am extremely brave to attempt writing after months, knowing this might just make you wonder how do i even have a blog ! I promise, i will do what i always did, just write what comes to my mind.
Amid the baby, the home, the husband, parents, inlaws, office, travel, rising expenses, addiction to BBM, I am surprised at myself for being curious. I really have no time to file my nails, or floss my teeth or for that matter read a book. Reading a book is a luxury these days, but i am here to write.I was curious about love
Write about affection, love, applaud, liking and the crossing of lines beyond. Love has always been a mystery, a blunder and sometimes a blessing to me. I have been in love, stayed there for a while now, and I must say its a safe warm feeling. It deals mostly with waking up happy, spending the way to office thinking of what to cook for the family, stopping to buy good quality fruits for the baby, picking up two dental floss packets, one for the parent and one for us and sleeping in a pair of boxers thats officially as old as your marriage.
That pretty much sums up love for me.
But what about the mad intense secret love, the one that makes you shiver at the thought of the touch, the one that makes you stare at yourself in the mirror in awe, the one that leaves your pillow stained with tears of guilt, the one that makes you question soul mates and life partners, the one that gives you the strength to hide from the world and just face yourself..The made passionate love that keeps you alive, the one that makes you love red , the kind of love that drives you against the wall...
What abut that lost love ??