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Those Golden Days of Youth
I was like a brilliant, ever twinkling star in the sky. The more distant I was from the worldly problems, the shinier I was. Distress and sorrows were shooed away from me by my younger self.
Cooing of my longings could be heard distinctly in my heart, and I was on the zenith of ecstasy. Could anybody be more appealingly elated than me. No way. At this age, skin is always glowing and beautiful. Ugliness is never the word here. It is always shinier when in its youth. Even a slight touch of anything can leave it tinkling with warmth and tremoring with a lurking desire. Music is always near to heart whether astounded or raspy at this most adorable trail of life.
I was in this dreadly fancy but sterner zone. Happy and contented. I am also blushing today while recounting those golden days.
But one thing was for sure with me. And it was my overwhelming dedication and passion towards my studies. No Matter how much I adored myself, pampered myself for my beautiful mellowing skin, muskmelon kind colour, its bright texture and its wonderful sensations, I was never a prey or slave to it. I was still a master of my body.
Could it mean I didn't have general demeanor like a woman. No way. I was a fully blooming woman full of milk of humility and kindness. I loved children. Walking on pedestal with them on Sundays or during my leasure time. I also loved fancy dresses, costly attires, dangling, clingy earrings, piercing in nose, draping sarees, myriad colours bangles, long pullover with long stockings, tight jeans with tank tops, wearing high heels sandals, fully patiala suits, Punjabi style draping of chunnis, and sometimes amorous advances. But despite my all likings, I stringently maintained a line. And I was more sterner in following it. And it was that the only person who could touch me wholly and completely would be my better-half. And for this reason, I left many a hearts left broken. It was surely quite funny for you all but when you see it from Indian lenses, you would understand its true and abstract meaning.
Life was running amoke like an unbridled filly and was in infatuation with ownself. Everything was like a full bloomed Hibiscus Rosa Synensis🌺.
At this most reproductive time, S came to my life. If you are thinking and pondering over a love story and then love marriage kinda culmination, then you are totally be left bewildered and baffled because it was a totally arrange marriage. The groom was of family choice. But for me at that time, he was my whole world.
© Asuyosa@
Cooing of my longings could be heard distinctly in my heart, and I was on the zenith of ecstasy. Could anybody be more appealingly elated than me. No way. At this age, skin is always glowing and beautiful. Ugliness is never the word here. It is always shinier when in its youth. Even a slight touch of anything can leave it tinkling with warmth and tremoring with a lurking desire. Music is always near to heart whether astounded or raspy at this most adorable trail of life.
I was in this dreadly fancy but sterner zone. Happy and contented. I am also blushing today while recounting those golden days.
But one thing was for sure with me. And it was my overwhelming dedication and passion towards my studies. No Matter how much I adored myself, pampered myself for my beautiful mellowing skin, muskmelon kind colour, its bright texture and its wonderful sensations, I was never a prey or slave to it. I was still a master of my body.
Could it mean I didn't have general demeanor like a woman. No way. I was a fully blooming woman full of milk of humility and kindness. I loved children. Walking on pedestal with them on Sundays or during my leasure time. I also loved fancy dresses, costly attires, dangling, clingy earrings, piercing in nose, draping sarees, myriad colours bangles, long pullover with long stockings, tight jeans with tank tops, wearing high heels sandals, fully patiala suits, Punjabi style draping of chunnis, and sometimes amorous advances. But despite my all likings, I stringently maintained a line. And I was more sterner in following it. And it was that the only person who could touch me wholly and completely would be my better-half. And for this reason, I left many a hearts left broken. It was surely quite funny for you all but when you see it from Indian lenses, you would understand its true and abstract meaning.
Life was running amoke like an unbridled filly and was in infatuation with ownself. Everything was like a full bloomed Hibiscus Rosa Synensis🌺.
At this most reproductive time, S came to my life. If you are thinking and pondering over a love story and then love marriage kinda culmination, then you are totally be left bewildered and baffled because it was a totally arrange marriage. The groom was of family choice. But for me at that time, he was my whole world.
© Asuyosa@
