Wednesday, January 22, 2014

You always knew you were a greedy child



Your friends were already in the car and honking incessantly; calling for you. It was already getting too late. You are going to get into trouble. Yet, he wouldn't let go of your hands. Your palms sandwiched between his. It was childish. What does he expect you to do? Spend the night in this park with him? He would say Yes. It's too beautiful a night  for us to be apart, yet. We could stargaze, he offers. A slight bit cliched, you think and yet your pulse starts racing. Unrealistic and anything but mature and you soak it all in. The attention, the affection, possessiveness, everything. You are almost tempted. You always knew you were a greedy child. Greedy for affection and here he was, showering you with love and more love than you can imagine.

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He was the touchy feely one among you. Gracing his fingers on  the sides of your face, your neck, tucking in  the stray hair behind your ear. Ruffling your hair while you sit in a corner immersed in reading. Holding you while you iron his wrinkled shirts. Locking his fingers with yours while you walk aimlessly around town. He didn't need a reason to kiss you. A stroll past you no matter where you are,was reason enough to kiss you. Every inch of your skin was his utopia. Pulling your hair into a messy ponytail the one time you asked him, just for the heck of it. You enjoyed every bit of it. However, every now and then you wouldn't mind the magic of words. He was never expressive with words atleast not when he was speaking. You knew he was good. You had stumbled across a note in his credenza. Read the love letter with trembling hands; the one he had written for you but never gave it you. You never wondered why. You wanted the words, you wanted the touches. You wanted everything. You always knew you were a greedy child.
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The floor is empty, your colleagues has not yet arrived and it's just the two of you. Straight out of a movie scene, you think. He is hunched over, typing madly. Getting his work done, you presume. You start to settle down in your seat and your computer seems to be acting funny. The system needs to be changed, you think. You make a mental note to speak to your manager before getting down on your knees to crouch under your table to see if there is any loose connection. Hey Sunshine, he calls you. He always knew what to call you to make you feel like a million bucks. Startled you almost hit your head. He bends down to check if you are okay. He leans in playfully, almost ready to kiss you but he doesn't. It was you who lurched at him, hungry for his affection. For a split second you thought you saw a tinge of surprise on his face. You always knew you were a greedy child.

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27 comments:

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    1. It's a nice name to be called, isn't?

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  2. MAN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I feel so good reading this and realizing that I am supremely greeeedy!!!
    And the line "HOLDING YOU WHILE YOU IRON HIS WRINKLED SHIRT"
    SIGH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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  3. Thanks to you, some of my mornings are good. Great, even.

    I love this. Coz I'm the greedy child <3

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    1. I just read your post, PV.
      YOU ARE GOOD!
      Yes looks like we all are greedy. It's not such a bad thing now, is it?

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  4. Oh wow how wonderful was this post. I think everyone is a greedy child when it comes to love atleast :)

    Beautifully put, lady!

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    1. Thankyou dear. Means a lot coming from you, queen of romance!

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  5. I loved it. You have a way with words dearie.. :) I am going to be coming back to read this now and then.. :) :)

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    1. A way with words.. isn't that what I keep telling you too, Ani ? You have it and how. And yea, this is going to be one of my most loved posts on this page.

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  6. How beautifully you've described the gorgeous moments.. felt a rush through my veins while reading.

    Only problem - Why did you end it so soon?? I wanted to read more. -_-

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    1. I gave you 3 short shorties ;)
      I hope I will be able to come up with more!
      Thankyou for mindblowing comment, Mirage

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  7. Beautiful post!
    I'll restate what I said elsewhere, someone who helped me find this place, that
    What mad Nijinsky wrote
    About Diaghilev,
    Is true of the normal heart;
    For the error bred in the bone,
    Of each woman and each man,
    Craves what it cannot have,
    Not universal love,
    But to be loved alone.
    ~Auden


    Cheers,
    Blasphemous Aesthete

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    1. I had to Google who is Nijinsky & Diaghilev. After reading about them, what Auden wrote makes sense and it's so wonderfully romantic!

      "Not universal love,
      But to be loved alone."

      *sigh*
      Thankyou for sharing this with me :)

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  8. Hopped here from Peevee's blog :)
    You guys are going to make me cry happy tears..haha
    Much love to you

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    1. Aww. You are sweet :)
      Welcome to my blog. Hope you like it here.

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  9. This post made me melt into a puddle of goo, and that's the highest compliment I can give to a romantic piece.

    Just. Amazing.

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    1. Thankyou thankyou so much Zainab. :)

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  10. This is absolutelyyyy wonderfull... Sighhhh yessssss, imaaaaaa greedyyy tooo... i wuvvv all the affection and looveee and stilll want so much more :P Loved the hair tucking behind the ear, the holding hands just because he is holding hands ...hmmmmm... i sooo luvv u for thisssss

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    1. Aww hahaa thanks girl.
      We all are greedy when it comes to love!
      I am glad you liked it.

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  11. oh wow ! romance touched some new heights there ! beautiful beyond words !

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  12. Keep the spirit aflame. God bless.

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  13. PeeVee sent me here! Her post made me sigh, and your's even more! Endless sighing is going to happen today. Tch!

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    1. Hehe. Thankyou for the lovely comment and welcome to my blog. Hope you like it here!

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