Winter, sigh!


At times I simply stare into the past and I weave a woolen scarf out of your memories. Snuggling in it, I think, if your memories can keep me warm, what all we two can actually do? Sizzling, no? Now, please don't smile like you always do. It makes me miserable. I feel like a lone leaf in the yard, trembling and shaking within. Wait, woolen reminds me of one thing I kept from you - your own cap, the one you lost in Physics class. I stole it. Actually, not stole, I kept it when you forgot it on your desk and I used to wear it sometimes. I know, you will say, 'Really?', like you always say when you are surprised. Just so you know, I still have it but I don't wear it now.

Winter is knocking on your side of the world but here, it's quite cold already. I wake up every morning and wrap my arms around to keep myself warm. But not today, today early morning I saw your recent profile picture on Facebook and I'm not exaggerating, even mercury soared. You looked so hot in that picture that it made me warm. Heart started pounding with desire - to embrace you, to sniff the perfume from your sweater and to drag you under the quilt. Seriously, I thought all I need to keep myself warm is a hug from you every single winter day. Just a tight hug - that's all. 

By the way, I downloaded your picture. We are expecting freezing days ahead and I need something to keep me warm. And you can smile now.

Yours,
*****

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Image - New York City, Winter 2013

Comments

  1. The prose is just as romantic as your poetry Saru:)

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  2. Can feel the winter chill and hotness later. Beautifully penned.

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  3. Beautiful expressions as always... loved it :D

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  4. I had a broad grin by the time I read Baawri Basanti.
    This was awwwww

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  5. This one made me smile!

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  6. Wow, a great way to keep warm for sure. :)

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  7. lovely :)
    but isn't Movember about growing mustache?

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    1. Yes, I was confused as the friend who asked me to write about it, was sporting the clean shaven look. Thanks for correcting me.

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  8. Beautiful, I'm sure everyone would relate to this.

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  9. Beautiful post...........really nice........
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  10. Liked your writing style. Nice post.

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  11. I feel like a lonely leaf in the yard!. Its a truly poetic prose composition Saru.

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  12. Recently I read your three different posts. one was a poetry in English , second one was Hindi Ghazal and now this romantic and beautiful post . how many faces u have as a writer !! Really nice , each and every one can relate with

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  13. You've captured the sizzle :)

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  14. How romantic is that! Loved the opening line, Bawari Basanti.

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  15. I like when you write fiction! Somehow, I am picturing it as a young love. In the end, it seems, it's not over yet...it's a welcome positive note, something that I haven't read in a while.
    P.S. Winters in the NE...brrrrr! :(

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    1. I know, winter is NE is horrible but thank god for NJ food. I bet you miss it. Thanks a ton for reading, Prateek.

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  16. SO - you CAN write fiction as well as you do poetry, Saru? Great!

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  17. This is so-so lovely... Poetic and romantic!

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  18. enjoyed a lot quite nice experience to have This reminded me old memories..
    with cheers
    abid@q8living.com

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  19. You have beautifully captured the warmth of love in the midst of the freezing cold :D.

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  20. Romance in the air. Sizzling tale of love in winter:)

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    1. Winter is romantic. One can cuddle and weave passionate tales. :)

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