The Moon and the marathon chat ... #GoFigure

Look at the moon, she said ...

He went to look at the moon ...

It was somewhere above his home ...

But, not in sight from his room...

He went across to the other end of his home...

And, there it was ...

In all its magnificent glory...

The whiteness of its light...

In the brightness of the night ...

A night to remember, he said ...

She softly whispered in unison...

Indeed, a night to remember...

Moonlighting thoughts...

Tiptoeing in the mind...

In the silence of the night ...

Something stirred ...

And, love blossomed...

Is it? Said the radical and logical mind ...

I guess so, said the hopeless romantic in her...

She shrugged the thought away...

But, somewhere deep within...

Something did stir ...

What is it? 

Only time can tell ! 

#GoFigure 

The deep brooding eyes...

The deep brooding eyes look at her...

Through the veil of eyelashes...

He, the multitasking simple man...

She the amorous beauty...

He hates himself...

For going back to her all the time...

But, he has nothing to do ...

But, kill time...

So, a muse and timepass she is ...

To his boring life ...

She, the hopeless romantic as always...

Seeks love from a rock ...

A stone heart ...

Who can not express love at all...

Always with a frown onnhis brows ...

A downward drooping lips...

Hevis just passing his time ...

She allows him that time ...

For he's a lonely soul ...

A soul who can't express...

Because he's afraid to express...

He's afraid of being a hero ...

He knows not courage...

Always cautious...

So shallow in love...

The day he realises...

It will be too late and ...

She will be gone...

Way ahead ...

Not turning her back ...

As always...

Way way ahead of her times...

Way ahead of the ones left behind...

He will become another number...

A number in her list of hit and runs ...

The deep brooding eyes would never be...

Never be able to see her again...

They will search for her existence...

But, never catch a glimpse of the fading silhouette in the horizon again...

#GoFigure 

Ahead of her times...

She was always way ahead...

Ahead of her times ...

When people were still figuring out...

She had already figured out...

Be it science ...

Be it technology...

Be it the genetics...

And make up of your DNA ...

She was always and is always...

Way ahead of her times ...

Way way ahead of others ...

Yet, never in the rat race ...

When others caught up ...

She left the game ...

A loner...

A recluse ...

She walks alone as always...

Way way ahead of others...

People meet her along the way...

But none,

None can keep pace with her...

She's way ahead of her times...

She's way too ahead of others ...

It's a lonely journey ...

A lonely planet for her...

But, she's happy being in her own element...

In her solitude ...

Lies the solution...

She's in a place of rest ...

Others can never be ..

She's way ahead ...

Way way ahead of her times...

#GoFigure

It isn't easy being ME ... #GoFigure

There's none that can fit in my shoes...

I have looked up and down...

High and low...

Yet, couldn't find a soul that could be ME...

It isn't easy being ME...

Find another who would leave a roaring career like me ...

Happy to live in the shadows ...

Happy being with another's child...

Yet, call them her own ...

It isn't easy being ME...

Through the highs and lows of life ...

I have survived...

Because I have the gay abandon of a child in me...

Am lost yet found in every innocent smile ...

That has crossed my path ...

It isn't easy to fit in my boots...

Many have tried and failed...

Because they had ulterior motives...

I have none...

It isn't easy being ME...

How many can boast of going to sleep...

Hearing the voice of a little one saying nighty night to you ?

How many receive a goodnight video of storytelling ...

From happy parents...

Proud parents...

Of a child who reads a bedtime story for ME...

It isn't easy being ME...

It's awesome being ME...

#GoFigure

In continuation...

A Simple Man...

The anti hero character...

Who calls himself...

The Simple Man...

She doesn't know why...

But, she fell in love with him...

The one who doesn't seem to care at times...

Yet, cares enough to connect once again...

When he feels he hasn't bid her goodnight...

Or when he feels he's hurt her...

That's when she knows...

He cares!

A Simple Man...

He doesn't know...

How to articulate his feelings...

A man subdued by his existence...

A man held back by his experience...

Yet, a simple man...

Man enough, to care ...

To hear her nagging voice...

Together they live their ...

Separate lives in far off cities..m

Yet, together they prepare tea ...

And, watch each other ...

Miles apart...

She extolls her feelings loud and clear...

He watches her lovingly...

With deep brooding eyes...

His eyes...

They give him away...

A simple man indeed! 

To be in love yet not utter the word love... #GoFigure

Sigh!

To be in love ...

Yet, not be able to say ...

I love thee ...

For fear of the big bad world out there...

To get us somehow...

You, me or anyone...

People have no other business now ...

Just look into what others do ...

Great timepass for them...

What say!

I remember...

Being enamoured by your charm...

Your voice...

Still in my head ...

In every cell of my being ...

Just like I am...

Deep-seated in the cockles of your heart...

An imaginary love...

That turned into virtual reality...

A reality none of us can deny ...

Nor own up ...

For repurcussions would be unhealthy...

So, we keep our affair...

Wrapped within us ...

Lest we hurt the ones wevlove anyways...

This love in this lifetime...

Comes with shackles ...

Shackles which neither you nor I ...

Can break! 

#GoFigure 

Depression sets in...

I don't want to die without my boots on ...

I need to get back to school...

Virus or no virus...

Am missing the laughter of the little ones...

The gentle soft fingers ruffling my greys ...

The sweet uninhibited smiles...

The madness and chaos around...

I swear...

Every moment is cherished...

Am living in the glory of the past ...

Going crazy wondering what my little ones are upto...

Depression has set in ...

I don't know if I can survive another day cooped up like an imprisoned chick...

I need freedom ...

I need to get back to school...

I need to dance with my kids ...

I need to sing out aloud ...

I need to hug the bundles of joy ...

I need my kids!! 

Every time...

I have realised, that every time I have had an experience that has jolted my very existence, I have bounced back looking more beautiful. 

I guess it's the extra fine lines around my eyes, the eyes that look crystal clear after a good cry in the dark in solitude... Yes! I look like a colourful butterfly transformed from her larvae stage in the cocoon her self imposed exile ... Into a beautiful butterfly! 

Having fulfilled my responsibility as a daughter, sister, wife, daughter in law, and mother ... I have reached a stage in my journey to travel alone for myself now.  I know it will seem a bit arduous initially but I know one thing for sure, it will be a beautiful and adventurous journey too.

Every time, it has in the past been one beautiful journey, journaling which was fun... And am sure gonna enjoy the forthcoming journeys too EVERY TIME!