The late evening. The walk through a well- lit park. Only you and me and two benches craving for us to sit on either of them. Away from the hustle- bustle of the city and the din of traffic. Searching for light amidst the trees, though it is dark. Though it is artificial. At times, dear, I wonder whether life is all about tranquility and peace? And is it so that such a search is only yielding something artificial and not something that is natural. The shadows cast on the pathway. They reflect our longing to stay closer and not away. Even if it were for a fleeting glance and a moment in romance, is not nature also conniving with us to make this happen. Otherwise, why would it rain like this? Why will the pitch dark of the park and adjoining forest still look bright? Is it because you hold me tight? Or is it that I look attractive in pristine white? I see leaves, yellow, red and blue. I see love in each and every hue. The silence is deafening. It is a sort of frightening. But with you besides me, why should I fear? I think loud "Should we title this picture as walking down our memory lane?"

After you left on your job mission overseas, how many months has it been that we had some quality time like this together ? I just want to be, to be with you and bask in our glory of togetherness. Walking side by side with you, matching step with step and just observing you talk with all excitement, gives me a real high. True, they say, there are pleasures in life that are simple, yet costly. For they cannot be bought. Has one of them not got fulfilled today? And you know why? Because at heart, I sincerely longed for the same. God never lets down anybody's sincere prayer. Believe me.

I know your body might have been elsewhere, but your soul always was with me. I have sole proprietary rights on them. I also think " Do we need an umbrella? Will it not give me a kick to get drenched with my fella, that is you?" You give me the much needed security and warmth. I should thank the umbrella for bringing us close. I seem to be sweating even in this rainy season. Is it my sudden unexpected proximity to you that makes me go cold in a sweat? Why should I fear you, of all you who knows only to comfort me?

I only pray that these walks are more frequent and reassuring the way it is today. I ask not God money, wealth or prosperity. I ask HIM only your company and a long walk in the woods. What better than having a shoulder to cry upon? What better than somebody to confide all your thoughts, fears, joyous moments, agonies, love etc. ?