An Ode to My Wife
Honey It’s been a long time when I last wrote a love letter to you. I have written at least 100 love letters to you and you have written just 1 ! You always say you don’t know how to write a love letter and I Say at least say it how much you love me.
Whole Lotta Love duh duh duh!
Where do I begin,,, she has been there for me like no one else has. She is the mother to my child, pink to my black, smile to my frown, white light pointing the way forward in darkness, heaven sent, fire and ice, the tempest, wild beauty, untamed heart, Emilia to my Iago (except that she helps me to become a better man), the eccentric sportsmen, creator of the “piyo”, rebellious anti-romantic, lady for the poor, mama’s girl, the German Sheppard lover, from innocent to naughty, from seductive voice to conservative libertine!
She lift my days and light my nights, yet she can kill you with a smile or with a deft touch, an ocean of incoherent thoughts for me to find my way to her promise land. A promise land in pink and white, where she he is running on green grass making heads turn as an aura passes them by. The love for sea food, newly acquired taste in Guinness and Newcastle ale tells a tale a girl wanting to be much more than her present.
She comes from bright land of wisdom, innocence and peace. She has unknowingly kissed chaos; she did not know what was coming, she was tricked into believing only the good and not the bad. She cried foul but took the punches in her stride, giving her strength to her man. Standing by her man! Casting a spell of purity and magic, protecting him from betrayal and thoughts that are tragic.
She did not realize but she has crossed the chaos, the flooding river, yet she feels lost in her own promise land. Did she really want it to start with? A little tired of waiting for the next big wave, she has started to create her own, ushered in by a born-again man, they come together in the most needful hour, they are the same. She needs to believe in him more, he needs to give her more. She will win her actual promise land, her freedom from confused thoughts and negative vibes! She will triumph over adversity only if she BELIEVES in herself and her old new man!
Don’t Forget!
The first kiss on the Ride back home, to Delhi haat, outside Dayal mansion, Bangkok boat ride, Parikrama parikrama, Paul McCartney rain and clutching of hand to go home and the smile when he came on to sing, the FA cup final, Momo, 9-1 baddy thrashing at amby (felt really good huh!), slippers in -21, O’briens, Mister chef, corono drinking and sleeping, champagne bottle in 5 minutes, loving breezer, the test in bath room and screaming, joshu’s heart beat, Oscar performances (how can I miss), navel revealing rebel to you know who?, rolling stones is a …….. , the window at krasnorminsk, cozy home in 7 days, endless relatives, the poise at lunch with Ukrainians, Goa train ride, guarding you in Jammu, this is where your humor lies, the shouts at Centaur, the naan at Centaur, Amitabh’s story on the drive home, so many stories! Your first Paypal sal! I remember! The new opportunities which you brought in for me. Your hand in my destiny, from Dubai to Kiev.
So remember Wifey, even if I “think” I am the brains of the outfit, you are the soul of the outfit, the guiding light and the destiny of the outfit. If you want me to get Jake, bring Jake to me! Only you can! Just ask God! As I will ask for you to start and achieve your destiny! (I think it is business…)
From Ankhiyon Ke Jharokhon to Whole Lotta Love! Darling your journey has begun! So forget about what’s been, embrace your future, your love, your Joshu, your man! Fall in Love again with me! I still love you after all these years! And even though you don’t think I do! My silly sassy girl – I DO!!! I love you like crazy! There never could be a better moment than THIS ONE!
So in the words of our Bono
“All the promises we make from the cradle to grave, when all I want is you”
