then on one day suddenly i woke up in the middle of the night when the dawn was about to erupt that would end the darks all around,
i just peeped into my radium litted watch that is lying idle.. but still telling the time.. it was 3 in the night.. quietness was the only sound,
the sound i could hear.. and in that could hear my own beats that my heart was throwing to my touching palm on the left side of my chest,
ha ha ha.. i smiled in whisper.. yup abhi zinda hai tu ganju.. and for what have you woke up in the mid night.. do you not like the earned rest,
like if you or not.. but the night comes to do things in isolation or in unison.. the thinking asked me.. hve not you still made a blessing out of the bliss,
hmmn.. good question.. but have had these in gone years.. and can not tell a lie to you.. the life has taken a different shape though.. something i do miss,
often the makings of these blisses in past.. make me think that in what way have i gone wrong and of whom have i done any wrong,
there was a symphony of the knitted bodies.. there were feelings of cumulative triumphs.. and together in each ears.. the buzzes were of.. excited songs,
on those times of climaxes when the aim was to get hold of pumping breath.. just to prolong the nights.. and then often getting up.. removing the embraced arms,
on those times.. the erected busts just got more magnified.. forcing me to make a bliss out of this blessing.. and then making sounds in blistering calms,
the blistering heat that bodies released on those times.. just made me wet in sweats.. as if the entire body was in and on some kind of live field,
more.. more.. and just more.. was the ecstasy.. i explained this to thinking.. you know.. thats how come the pleasures of blisses from these blessed yields,
told the thinking.. beyond this i can not be more true and truthful to you and for this if you want then can go on making a crude fun of me,
but.. yup abhi zinda hoon.. have gone more bald.. and am literally amused.. but not wanting to go berserk and insane by impounding any.. just to be,
am a man and am fully grown up.. may be at times the tears do come out which i able to wipe these from my face,
in whispering i do make the prayers.. all right God your will is great.. and shall you just give me some excited reason to live.. in my own space...
thanks.. if you do this.. and thanks even if you do not do this..
i am fine...
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