Monday, 28 March 2016

Lieutenant VEER ,


Long ago I had watched ‘Dear John’ and thought how cool it would be to have a husband who is in Army. Well, at least I could bluntly flaunt in front of everyone and pretend myself as “super hero” and all that.
WRONG. I was wrong. It’s completely not cool to have you Lieutenant Veer because you are damn hot ;)

Jokes apart, I really miss you and the worst part, I can’t say these 3 words when you talk to me because at that point of time when I hear your cracking voice over the rickety network , I realize no other worldly things matter to me as much as you do. All the fuzz, all the noise dies away and all that I want to say is “I love you” and I seriously do. I welcome the morning sun and bid good-bye to the drowning moon and meanwhile, I keep my mobile to myself as my own body part. Why ? . I can’t  afford missing your call baby <3.

When you come home and talk endlessly about your flights and fights, I feel alive. Through your words, I get to see your world. Responsibility, fights, guns, violence, patriotism and then I see you, my handsome Lieutenant . Standing tall against all odds. I know it must be difficult for you but believe me it’s nevertheless for me. Every time I see a couple walking hand in hand, I sympathize my heart but the problem is “Heart doesn’t has a brain”. It rejects all my pleas and all it wants is “YOU”. I don’t envy the people hugging or kissing each other. It just makes me miss you more. It’s been more than a month without even talking to you, let alone kissing and hugging. I know you are somewhere fighting for our country and here am I , fighting for your love, waiting for you to come back.

The mornings seem so lively when I wake up to the divine touch of your lips on my skin and you know what? I don’t sleep the whole night because . . . . I don’t want to

I just stare at you,
when you hold me ,
when you snore     
when you kiss me in your sleep. 
I desperately want to freeze that moment.                                                                                                                                                   

Every day when you wake up in the morning and silently whisper “Chai bana do.Uth jao na yaar” . . . .  Baby I am already awake but I love to hear your husky metallic voice turning into a sleepy kiddish one requesting for tea. Of all the days spend without you, I try to gain mastery over the food items you like but you know what the best part is? No , it’s not my food. It’s when you affectionately force me to eat in the same plate and share every bite that you make. Those evening walks with brisk effervescence of our love , light breeze, you me, your hand my waist, my hand your shoulder, mild music and that’s all to turn my world upside down. In each moment of your love, I live a thousand more lives, all together at once.

 While I hug you after you come back, I feel a sense of pride seeing the stars on your shoulders. I wish I could hug you till eternity my man. I feel so very complete and secure.It’s a privilege that I could be a part of your life Lieutenant Veer. You have kept my head high. Although I don’t get to hug you 7days a week but trust me, the day you hug me, I feel like the luckiest girl alive on the planet and you must know the reason behind this. Its because while everyone brags about having a “hero” in their life, I can proudly say this that the “ hero of my life “ is the “ hero of many lives ”. You are made for this country and when time comes, you will within a blink give what is the most precious to me – YOUR LIFE. But lemme promise you one thing , the day you will die for our country, I will start living for it.

Desperately waiting for you

Yours Proudly                                                                                                                                            Mrs Lieutenant Veer

12 comments:

  1. Wonderful ! ....all the emotional chord aroused ! So gorgeously penned shreya..! πŸ’–πŸ’–πŸ™ˆπŸ™ˆ

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  2. Wonderful ! ....all the emotional chord aroused ! So gorgeously penned shreya..! πŸ’–πŸ’–πŸ™ˆπŸ™ˆ

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  3. Dear girl,
    "This stuff is jst brilliant"! Loved it!

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  4. Lovely lines Shreya awesome

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  5. your hand my waist, my hand your shoulder....kya line hai..
    n i love reading ur post..

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    1. Lavanya Di ... Nothing else in the post could catch ur eyes?

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  6. No words...m jst waiting to read the nxt thought dat u fill in d blank pages wid ur words....

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  7. Lieutenant Veer must be proud of this one.
    and dudette, yaar the feels.
    Now, look what you did-made me emotional and stuff.
    Gotta go and hug my guy.
    Amazing post as usual, darling.
    You nailed it.

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    1. It's a privilege to make you emotional because the way u pour ur feelings, can make even the corpse feel the air.

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