Suddenly I felt something weird, something different, something warm. She had put her hands on my hands. I never expected her do so. It was like I was living my dream. Her touch was electric. Her touch was assuring. She made me forget everything. My poor home, divorced parents, my frustrating job, my unrequited love, fatigue, worries, the uncomfortable weather- I forgot everything. It was the moment of pure bliss. Her warm touch was driving me nuts. I looked up. Everyone else was oblivious to the intensity of emotions at the back of public bus. I looked back down at her hands covering mine. We both turned our hands at the same time, as if she knew my thoughts, so our hands were palm against palm...finger against finger. It felt delicate. I felt being cared. I was holding her hands..

She was broke.
She was in a lot of pain.
She was shattered into a thousand pieces.
She needed help.
More than help perhaps.
I was there, but could not.
I wanted to drink all her worries.
I wanted to light up her dark world.
I wanted to kiss away her every pain.
I wanted to fill her every void with my endless love.
I wanted to touch her every scar and make them go away.
I wanted to stick back all her broken pieces with my warm embrace.
I wanted to put a warm cosy blanket on her, so that she could sleep tight.
I wanted to tell her that she was the most amazing woman I’d ever known.
But I could not.
Because we were just friends.

O Love, where are you?
I've been looking for you everywhere.

I looked for you in the gardens,
Among the lovely plants
And beautiful flowers.

I looked for you in the rivers,
Among the ever-expanding ripples
And playful fishes.

I looked for you in the mountains,
Among the snow covered peaks
And alpine trees.

I looked for you in the beaches,
Among the splashing waves
And round stones.

I looked for you in the deserts,
Among the sand dunes
And thorny bushes.

I looked for you in the meadows,
Among the grazing animals
And green grass.

I looked for you in the night sky
Among the tiny sparkling stars
And the crescent moon.

I looked for you in the fires,  
Among the threatening flames
And melting warmth.

I looked for you in the books and movies,
Among the heart-warming stories
And timeless characters.

But I found you nowhere.
Why are you hiding from me, my Love?
Aren't you looking for me, my Love?

It is a ******, Mom.
Don’t you realize it?
I am you and Dad’s love.
I know it’s difficult to have me in your womb.
But it is all worth.
I’ll make you proud, Mom.
Please don’t **** me.
Please don’t let me die, Mom.

It is a ******, Dad.
Don’t you realize it?
I am you and Mom’s love.
Why do you hate me, Dad?
'Cause I am a girl.
It’s a woman who gave birth to you.
It’s a woman who shares your every pain and joy.
I’ll make you proud, Dad.
Please don’t **** me.
Please don’t let me die, Dad.

Mom, don’t you want to bathe me
and dress your little girl like a princess?
Don’t you want to make my breakfast
while Dad makes me ready for the school?
Don’t you want to comb my hair
when it gets all messed up?

Dad, don’t you want to hear me say my first words?
Don’t you want to hold my fingers
and help me walk?
Don’t you want to clap
as I sing a song for you at the school concert?
Don’t you want to see your little princess
walk down aisle in a beautiful gown?

I want to dress up like Cinderella.
I want to tell everybody I'm Daddy’s little girl.
I want to dance gracefully like a ballerina.
I want to help you, Mom, with daily chores.
I will teach you how to make new delicious dishes.
We’ll watch movies together.
We’ll visit places together.
I want to be a teacher just like you Dad.
I want to help kids learn.
Please don’t **** my dreams, Dad.
Please don’t let my dreams die, Mom.

They have laws against foeticide.
But what’s the point of coming to this world,
when the persons supposed to love you most want you dead?
In already cruel world where crime against women are rampant,
how I am going to survive
without your love.
Please **** me, Dad.
Please let me die, Mom.

“What’s your favourite drink?
Really old scotch or champagne.”
“Nah!
Her wet lips.”

You can’t fence her in.
It’s like holding back the wind.
No matter how high you build your walls,
She’ll crack them open.
She’s a wild beast, not t'be tamed.

His smile,
Slow and seductive,
Was enough to make her imagination
Go wild.