My
days drag on listlessly and my nights watch me writhe under the
demonic clutches of wait. Every morning I wake up and look at the
calender... today is one day closer to when I'll see you, when I get
to hold you in my hands while tears of sheer joy and relief at having
you back with me slip out of my eyes. You keep your sacred promise
once a month which now has become the light at the end of the dark
tunnel of my days without you. And for days afterward I'm swathed in
the glow of your love. But cruelty, thou name is life for the glow
fades away sooner than later leaving me and my heart bereaved and
bereft. I knew not how painful things could get before you disappear,
the allure of the streets we haunted together holds no joy for me
without you. Corner House, Koramangala becomes just another address
and Commercial street loses its quaint charm. I slip my hand into my
pocket, searching for some vestige that you were not a mirage of my
imagination, in vain. All I can do is but wait.
And
then you arrive, in all your glory, yet another time to take my
breath away.
I
get a text from Citibank announcing your arrival.
Payday,
I love you.
So
much more than I ever imagined.
You
are the reason for my sanity.