My Confession

I have to confess. Not that it is any surprise but yes I have the deepest, warmest and most sensual relation with someone. It’s been years now and people who are even little more than acquaintances know of my unabashed love. 

I am not sure when or how did the affair start but as far as I remember I’ve always been the helpless lover. Maybe it started on a chilly winter morning when all I was seeking was some snuggling warmth or perhaps on a rainy day I was watching the tender drops trying to heal the heat struck bruised surroundings and there I fell for the intoxicating scent that filled my senses.

So much in love, I have written verses and constantly, in my writings, made references about the mystical effect of this love. 

I just have to close my eyes to feel the smooth texture, the warming effect that seems to melt you into a different world, alluring blend and the tantalizing aroma. Even though I detest PDA, I have no qualms of exhibiting my obsession for this beloved. 

I have even shared my beloved. And whom I shared my beloved with, almost every day, I am confident that they are equally addicted and in love with my beloved.

My beloved and I date often; my favorite place being Costa. Making me lose all hunger, I want to spend as much time savoring each moment as I sip into my age old yet growing love, love for my dearest cup of coffee.   

The connect

I’ve dreamt of spirits. Evil spirits. Not just once but many a times. And these dreams are so unblurred in my memories. 

As far as I remember it has been over 10 years when I first dreamt of an evil spirit. It took control of me, complete control. What followed in real life was a very difficult time, the brunt of which even my mom had to suffer. After a few years it was the evil spirit again but this time I combatted it. Might sound as if influenced by some Ramsay horror movie but I combatted it with a spiritual connect as I fought it from inside a temple. The evil spirit tried really hard to get at me but I was safely snuggled inside a Ram temple constantly chanting god’s name. I was not scared but confident that I am safe. And finally the spirit gave up. 

Recently the evil spirit tried again. This time it was trying very hard to snatch something from me. And I was chanting ‘wahe guru’. I was chanting so fiercely and loudly that I felt I might have spoken in my sleep too. After some frustrated attempts, the spirit went away. 

I am sure this experience is not unique. Others have experienced it too. 

But I am very grateful for the connect. Call me superstitious but I do believe that I have premonition with dreams of these spirits. But as long as I have the connect, I have the confidence of remaining safe and nothing malevolent touching me or the ones I love. I remain protected.