Life is strange, isn’t it? So fickle, yet ‘pre-planned’. Every minute detail, pre-planned by the Creator… unknown to us, yet known to him… our future is already written… up in the sky. Visible to no one… but Him.
I first laid eyes on him in October of 2001. Looking up from where i was sitting, our eyes locked for a mere moment before he went on his way… turning around, not at the sight of me, but a gang of girls.
As he got into position, i stood motionlessly watching his every motion. Sliding up and down… up and down… up and down… oar goes into the water, comes back out, turn and into the water……
The smooth stokes of a champion oarsman… chiseled muscles of a demi-god… beads of sweat like diamond droplets…
(back to the future)
This was my first impression of him – my ‘one’. Although he knew little about me, i memorised his every move, mesmerised by his charisma and manner…
And now, three years after this image from my day-dreams chose ‘me’ as his lover, i still dream of him… Long gone now, i still yearn for his touch, his embrace… his smell which intoxicates me and his charm which throws my mind into a whirlpool.
Break ups are hard… even harder when you know this is not the way its supposed to be. You were never meant to be apart… Brought together by the higher power, with a pre-destined plan to be joined as ‘one’. Sigh
And now, my persistent prayer is only that i will be able to make it through ONE day… without thinking of him… without thinking of us.
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