Version#3 Provocative...(Guest Entry#2)

A Touch....

He was a wanderer, looking for the most desirable thing of his life, called love. He wandered everywhere, here and there, north and south, east and west, but he could find only money, power, lust ruling the world. He couldn't find what he wanted the most. He had no cravings for the worldly things because the only thing he couldn't have was and will be love. Like a small child, he became restless. He moved on and on and on. He traveled far and wide for his love. The problem was, he couldn't find her.

Then he was enlightened, knew that love is not to be pursued. It is not a thing which is to be searched for, it will come to you. It is the moment which takes you to your wildest of imaginations, turns you into a breathing stone for that moment and you never know when it passes away, and then it starts hitting you hard, your heart beats for her, and only for her till the end of his life.

When there was no breath of fresh air in his life, dried and withered, he saw her, jessie, that love hit him.. he saw her and that moment itself he knew, something was coming and that something passed on too, she did hit him hard and he instantly knew, she is his life's motive, his only life-saver, his breath of fresh air. He wandered everywhere for her, and lo! he she was coming towards him.

He knew he loved her, but couldn't figure out whether she too had the same feelings towards him. He waited for her. His eyes, his thoughts were enough to describe his love for her.

Whenever he saw her at a distance, his imagined touching her, caressing her, loving her, sitting beside her. He never held anybody's hand, but now he craved for that touch.

She understood him, she too desired to be his desire, desired to be his love, his heartbeat.

His wait was over, the day came for him like his love did. He touched her, and it seemed like, holding her hand for life and forever and ever. She was warm, soft, sweet and loving.

The moment was shining brilliantly, she as pure as fire and he as strong as ice, finally met each other. The destiny made them for each other.

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My friend Yuvva (silly :*), (http://uv-yura.blogspot.com/), emailed this post to me as Version#3 of "Provocative"- my previous post....I'm so glad she did this...

And the main inspiration behind this seems to be a touch..."i was inspired after reading this and that, watching this and that... but the main inspiration was the moment you held my hands. ... and the warmth which i felt...", in her own words  :)

Yup, Yuvva you were right...College does seem to be good for at least one thing, huh?;)

Finding inspiration....that too in strange moments :))  

Thanks a tonne angel...:*

Version#2 Provocative...(Guest Entry)

He loves her

She likes him

When he is with her,

he knows that,

parting from her would be difficult,

so he avoids her....

The distances bring her close to the man

She speaks to him..

The man is dying to talk to her,

but intentionally he behaves nonchalantly...

He knows it's too early to express his love,

He knows he cannot stay away from her.

In her, he sees his reflection.

In every of her mischief,

He finds his...

When he's close to her,

He is close to his self.

And so he waits,

he waits,

till he becomes a man,

someday,

and then,

he shall, 

on his knees,

Break years of patience....

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Ankit (http://readankitagrawal.blogspot.in/) emailed me this as he wished to add something to my last post...I liked it a lot :) And yeah, you guys are free to email me your versions of it too and I'll post them here :):)

Thanks guys :)

Have a great day everyone! :)

Provocative...

He looks her way yet again,

And feels a rage so strong

He knows he needs to be calm,

Or he'll end up doing something wrong

She watches him silently as she dances,

In the arms of yet another man

She feels a satisfaction and smiles,

As she thinks about her plan

As music fills the entire room,

He orders another drink on a whim

That's what he needs right now,

To numb the burning feeling inside him

As she steps out of the circle,

Of the strangers surrounding her

She heads for his table,

As his drink, he continues to stir

His eyes hold hers,

As she walks towards him

He finds her beauty breathtaking

And around him, the lights seem to dim

Her cold lips touch his,

And douse the fire that she had lighted

She alone knows that to quench his ardor

Fire and ice had to be united 

Taking perfect provocative strides,

She moves away from him again

In search for a new toy to amuse her,

For sometime, her attention who'd gain

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Okay, so I tried something different here...I don't know if you all can visualize it, but I could see a man sitting at the bar, jealousy raging inside him as he watches the girl he loves, toy around with strangers...Well , the reason I'm giving is that she's punishing him for something, like a fight or for lack of attention, or maybe, she's just a tease :D You're welcome to add your own reasons  :)) 

I totally got inspired by a friend's recent blog post which I loved -"Fire and Ice", which you'll find at- http://www.i-me-mysolitude.blogspot.in/2012/01/fire-and-ice-55fiction-1.html, and I interpreted it in my own way...Hope she forgives me if I messed it up ;)

Anyway, hope you all liked it...and for anyone who thought there'd be a revelation of the mysterious identities of the man and the woman in the end, all I can say is -tough luck! :p

Good night guys :)