A simple life

Last night’s hangover ran faster than the blood in her veins.

The dizziness made her think clearly… at least as of now. She remembered each and every thing that happened. She knew the clarity in her thought was directly proportional to the disparity she felt. She could see herself smiling.

With more than half a dozen books left midway, countless emotions wasted down the drain, some powerless strings attached to a couple of ‘no strings attached’ relationships, innumerable expressions waiting to be expressed, millions of feelings waiting to be felt and a relationship yet to be named, she had lived. She had lived life like no one else.

The sunlight began to feel her body up. Starting lazily with her toes, moving seductively towards the back of her knee, it decided to settle down and take some well deserved rest on her smooth back. The warmth was slowly seeping in, relaxing the pace at which the hangover moved.

When her mind drifted from the sunlight, she realized she was still smiling. So many men in her life had made her feel special. But last night was something else. It was a momentary feeling that would stay with her for a lifetime.

She wanted to wake up next to him…feeling his fingers carelessly sleeping on her naked body… his eyes, closed, but close to hers. She wanted to feel the warmth of his body making love to her warmth, his breath seducing hers.

She knew she was alone… on the bed. But, she had a feeling the door would soon open and he would walk in, smiling and blushing like a teenager. She knew he would stay… all her life… for a lifetime.

She had a simple life.

Cribbed for a better doll as a kid, smiled at the chocolate offers… cried for her father’s attention, craved for her first boyfriend’s jealousy…. Complained about the lack of time and money to her fiancé, cared about his perennially wet clothes in the rains… bothered about her bothered maid, loathed the excellent makeover of a colleague… fought for the relationship and then the marriage etc…

The routine was very normal too. Self-made bed tea followed by self-made breakfast. She always wanted a normal life, with no hassles and challenges. She had it now.

A series of incomplete relationships lined with complete emotions, formed the main gist of her life. But, she had lived.

She heard footsteps. She waited for them to become louder and closer… then waited for the door knob to turn and the door to open. She knew, the door would open and he will come towards her. She knew she would be swept away by his smile. She knew that even his thought made her blush.

Slowly, the expectation changed into curiosity. Slowly, she opened her eyes and stared at the door knob. The moment lasted an eternity. But the wait, lasted even longer.

The door knob did not move. But, she had lived.

A simple life.