She told me to stop this madness I was indulging in. But he was my passion. The forbidden fruit I wanted like a kid. I cannot tolerate the distance between us. We are separated miles apart since the day I recognized him as my love. But dreams and reality are different, especially when you want others too to stay in your life. And as such, he is always going to be in my heart, not to be shared with any. All my feelings, everything personal buried deep inside me. Just a few days back, I thought to gift him something. Even when I did not have his address or even when I had no immediate plans as such to meet him. So what I did? I made a photo-frame for him. Actually bought a plain photo-frame, painted bright butterflies and flowered borders by glass paints, and signed my name below on the frame only. I didn’t understand the interpretation then when I completed that. But afterwards I realized what I really had done? If I slid in that very cute photo of his looking directly in my eyes, touching my soul, would not that imply he is all mine? Yes, I want him to be mine, but then the social barriers. Other relationships’ barriers. We are not a western world yet to do whatever we feel like. Sab k baare mei sochna padta hai naa. No, I cant gift him that. That photo-frame will remain with me just like that without any photo. Just like “his vacancy” in my life. He haunting me. Always!
