4:18am Sunday
It may not appear to be from the time on the blog but by this time next week I should be with you all being well. Thank you for the tummy rub. My stomach hurts. I don't seem to be able to eat like I used to without suffering for it afterwards. I suppose it is just a sign that I am getting older and unable to do the things I used to. It was a little treat for me to call and pretend that you were with me in the flesh. You didn't tell me about your day yesterday and I didn't ask how it went. I do hope it was a good one. I trust all the family are ok and that you would tell me if they were not. It has been 5 weeks now since we parted at the airport. It has mostly been bearable, that is not to say desirable. There have been times when I have fallen into despondency but the knowledge that I will see you soon has helped me stay positive for most of the time if I don't think too much and torture myself with the need for you. There I have thought too much and tears have rushed to my eyes. You are truly a lovely person and as always I consider myself lucky to have been found by you - my heart, my desire, my love. Always yours N
Its been a torturous 5-weeks, since we parted at the Birmingham airport. I still remember how I was holding myself and trying not to cry, and asking you not to cry. Since then everyday spent I am trying my best and keeping my morale up and just thinking that time is coming when we shall be together without any bar. Though it is very difficult time but optimiYesm and your continuous support helped me a lot to keep myself intact.
ReplyDeleteYesterday I went to Ministry to get necessary approval, but the concerned officer was not in office. Then afterwards I went with my friend to a nearby city to visit, and pay homage to his deceased father.
In the eve I went with family for shopping. I didn't shopped for myself, I was babysitting my nephew R in the car, as his mother and granny and father went for their shopping errands, Which took them good 3-hours to finish.
I did wait for my honey to call again, and I didn't give the miss-call to call me, the usual mean of our contact, because as she has told me that she was going to a family get together, so I thought its not a good idea to interrupt her.
You are always in thoughts, my movements, my gestures.
We both are getting old (in terms of age) but our love growing younger and younger as ever. No effect of materialism can effect our love.
You are my love, my sweetheart, you are my better half and you will remain till my last breath.
I am very much sure of my love.
Love you very much darling wife
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ReplyDeleteI have posted a poem on your blog. Which I have written after reading your most recent post.
ReplyDeleteYOur blog means dearnini blog
ReplyDeleteOK let me post it here.......
ReplyDeleteBadaltay rangoun ki iss dunya mein
jou na badlay ga kabhi
woh tera mera payar hai
(In this changing world
the thing which will never change
is our love)
meri mohabbat mera payar tujh se
koi aanch na aa'ay gi iss per
yeh mera wada hai tujh se
(my love my affection with you
nothing can effect it
this is my promise with you)
yeh dourian jo haiel hein
teray meray darmiyan
simat ja'ain ge faslay ek roz yeh mera eman hai
(The distance which has parted us
one day will be purged)
chatt jain gey ghamoun k yeh
badal chand dinoun mein
phir aa'ay gi bahar khushioun k taraney liay houway
(These clouds of sorrow
will scattered
and all the glories of spring will prevail)
For my Darling wife