Love in less than 500 words - Love and Liberation

Here is my third story in the series of "Love in less than 500 words". This one is set in against the backdrop of the Vanni forest in Sri Lanka which was a military base for the Tamizh groups who were fighting a war against the Sri Lankan army for a free Eezham. Liberation of Tamizhs is all these men lived for and among them was a boy named Sudhir who wished to live a little of his love for a fellow comrade - "Love and Liberation"

Love and Liberation

“Hold on Dileepan! Is it true what they say about Thalaivar planning to get you married to Sangavi?”

“Why don’t you check with those who told you about this in the first place? I am getting late to school. The kids are waiting there for me.”

“Answer my question before you leave Dileepan”

“What else do you need to know?”

“I want to know whether you love me or not”

Dileepan kept walking towards the school.

“I know Dileepan. Within weeks of my arrival at this camp I had learned to realize your feelings for me. I know you love me too but you just wouldn’t say it out.”

“Take a look around us Sudhir! We are surrounded by land mines. We go to bed with fear and wake up to the cries of our people being tortured by the army men. Do you really think it is possible for us to love someone when our life here hangs on fate?”

“If it is possible for Thalaivar to think it is necessary to get you married to a woman amidst all these chaos then what is wrong in me wanting to spend my life with the one I love?”

“Sudhir! You don’t seem to understand. Every other guy here in this camp has forgone all the worldly pleasures and is suffering in this cruel forest but every one of them is still a man with needs. Imagine what they will do to you if they come to know that you like men! They will use you like a slot machine!”

“Won’t you protect me from them?”

“No! I won’t! I am here to fight for my people, for the liberation of Tamizhs and nothing is more important to me than that.”

“Whoa! Wait! At what point did I give you the impression that I care less for Eezham than you do? If that is what my love for you means then I don’t want that. There are plenty of people around the world voicing out for queer rights but it is only these few hundreds of us inside this Vanni forest that are here to fight for Eezham. Tamizh liberation is what I owe my life for and you know that too. However, I just need to know one last thing, do you or do you not love me?”

Dileepan took a moment to look at Sudhir’s tear strained eyes, brushed his hair and hugged him close. Not even a few seconds must have passed; they heard a loud blast of a landmine a few hundred meters away from where they were. Having no time even to wipe off his tears, they both grabbed their guns and ran towards the school to check on the children.

"Love" in less than 500 words - Inside out

Here is the second post on my series of  ' "Love" in less than 500 words' and I decided to name this one "Inside out". For one, I loved that movie and two, just like the movie, this story is about what happen's inside one person's mind (but not necessarily what he portrays on the outside). I wouldn't call him the protagonist for the only protagonist in all my stories is Love. Hope you all enjoy reading it. Have a wonderful week. Stay awesome!

Inside out

My best friend was driving me home in his car.

“So Jeff never mentioned anything about meeting you again? He just went MIA on you after your third meeting with him?”

I replied “Yup. He seemed pretty hung up on his ex. I don’t think he is over him yet.”

While we drove in silence for the next few minutes my mind started recollecting the conversation Jeff and I had on our last date. Jeff had asked me what I would do if I Ivan were to return my feelings someday and told me that he is in love with me. I didn’t answer his question but I knew what he was trying to convey. I wished him and his no-more-ex good luck and left the place.

Honest to God, just the idea of Ivan realizing my love for him and being able to feel the same way for me made me happier more than anything though I knew that moment may never come for real.

“We are here. See you in class tomorrow” said he. I thanked my friend with my very own special monster bear hug for driving me back all the way. I opened the door, got out of his car, closed the door behind me and said to him “Goodnight Ivan”. 

Love, in less than 500 words - And he said "Umm...."

I have always lived my love life only in my make-believe land and I don't have the power to turn them into a reality for love is no engineering. So, in an attempt to make it semi-real I decided to pen down some of my imagination through this series which I like to call "Love, in less than 500 words". Watch out for more love every week.

And he said "Umm...."

That morning was different for Hasan than any other, for he had proposed to Bee - his boyfriend of two years, the previous evening. And Bee’s reaction when Hasan tossed at him the big question wasn’t quite what he expected.

As much as upset and tensed he was over the previous night’s incident the good, patient lover in him couldn’t hold himself back from trying to understand what was stopping Bee from saying ‘Yes’. He thought may be it was Bee’s parents who haven’t accepted his decision to spend his life with a man. Hasan knew how much Bee loves his parents for Bee himself has told once that his love for Hasan can only be matched by his love for his parents and nothing less.

Now Hasan was thinking about the last two years with Bee. He realized he has never been so happy in all these years as much as he was after Bee came into his life. In the moment he questioned himself how would a ceremony change the already immeasurable love and joy they share for each other.

Just then it struck Hasan how he had promised to love unconditionally in his proposal to Bee. He asked himself how that could be true if he let the last night’s incident affect the feeling he has for Bee. He smiled to himself. Just as he had finished battling out the fears and doubts in his mind he had also reached his office. He got down his car and walked in as the man in love with Bee, very much as the day before.

A few minutes later Hasan got a text message from Bee. It read,

‘I am sorry I acted out last night. You totally took me by surprise. I am on my way to my parents’ house. Just so that you know, if you were to ever propose me again in future my answer will always be “Yes!”. See you in the evening. Love you Hasan! ‘

Hasan called Bee, with the biggest smile on his face.

It's a ghost lover's tale...

I was going for a lonely ride in my car one windy evening. The leaves, danced elegantly in the monsoon winds for the song that was being  played  in the stereo then. The chillness of the air entered my spines and the clouds  grew darker with every passing moment, that it could start raining any second. My car had just crossed the checkers hotel in Adyar and I heard the lines " Neer pona pinnum nizhal mattum pogalayae pogalayae, nenjukuliyil nizhal vanthu vizhunthiruchu" . The song so soothing and pleasant as always, elevating my senses to a state of elatedness, just like when I listened to it  for the first time. But wait!  It was not the voice in the CD that I heard singing then, in fact it sounded very familiar and personal. It was His voice. With confusion and awe I turn my head to the right and there he was ,singing those lines just for me ,with that impeccable smile on his face. The heavenly showers fell on earth....

Not often I  wake up to the pit pat of rain but on that early morning of February I did . It was my phone ringing. I slowly battle  sleep to find out  who is calling and  I see the words "Private number" growing itself into defined letters from blurry shapes. I knew it was him, calling  from miles away, to wake me up like I had asked. What a wonderful feeling it is to wake up and  stare into the eyes of your loved one, lying next to you and giving you a magical smile that could light up your whole day.I was experiencing it all then. I knew all those nice things, though from a long distance, were waiting for me on the other side of the call. I wanted to live that moment a little longer but I did not want to annoy him. I answered the call and tucked the phone  carefully between my ear and the pillow. There came the most cheerful hello  from the other end and a short conversation to follow that. It was unfortunate he had to hang up early. Just when as I was reliving  the last  phone call  I heard another "hello", rustic but romantic, very much like the one I heard on my mobile a few moments back , but only this time it was not coming from the phone. He rose from behind, with that same magical smile like I had imagined,  and with a hint of tease. Joy neglected  reality. I felt like a kid caught with the cookie jar by the mother. Unable to hide  the sheepish look on my face I  engulfed  myself in his arms. I was thinking what a blessing it would be to begin every day like this, in his warm embrace. He planted a kiss and slowly whispered in my ears , "wake up Monster" .

Later that day I was sitting inside my college seminar hall. Jittery I was, as for I knew I had to present next. I hugged myself over the shirt that he bought me on his last visit. Somehow it always reminded me of the confidence he has in me. My anxiety grew less. The next minute, I was up on the dais. As I was explaining my work something caught my eye. It was not the questioning faces in the review panel but a calm and a proud looking visage behind them all, visible for my eyes only. It was him, putting out both his thumb in air and saying the words "Good work Monster". It was impossible for me to mess up my presentation after that. Thereafter for every review of mine I wore the same shirt and yes, he was there every time, giving me his endless support and good wishes.

Beaches, possibly the first escape that would come into one's mind during the summer and it occurred to me too. I was taking a leisurely stroll along the shore, amusing myself looking at the vast crowd. Nobody was alone in that  vast sandy spread, except for me. A blinding camera flash caught my eye. There he was, walking towards me with his camera. The photographer in him very excited. Kids playing in the water, click! Half built sand castles ,click! Abandoned boats and fishing nets, click! Distant lights of the beach bazaar, click! He simply could not stop experimenting the different techniques he knew and as always I enjoy seeing him clicking in his high spirits. After all that's his favorite hobby. It was time for a stroll again but this time not alone. We moved  a little closer to the ocean. The cold water that touched my feet gave me a shiver. I turn around to see the path we had walked and to my disappointment I could see only my feet trails. I stood there for a moment and then I continued to walk, ,this time holding his hands in mine even tighter. It may seem that I am on a lonely expedition but I believe that some day he shall join me. Until then, I have his ghost to keep me company and  to make me feel loved.

Near or far, you never stop haunting me. Love you Dino.

L-O-V-E

something that i couldn't resist sharing after reading it from one of the editions of "Infinithoughts".. for those in love, and to those who aspire to be in love..

"The ways of love, love alone understands. To the beloved, it always remains a mystery. Love is, when i feel completely responsible for your life. Love is smiles and tears with mere thoughts of you. Love is when you come to my mind before the rest. Love is when my love for you is independent of what you do and what you do not do. Love is, when I celebrate you as you are.

Love is when your intentions are trusted irrespective of your actions. Love is when i always put you above me. Love is when I miss you even when you are with me. Love is when I feel you even when you are not with me. Love is when I feel 'you are mine' without the need to own you. Love is when I feel 'I am yours' with my freedom intact.

Love is when i keep wondering what else can I do for you and what more I can do for you, and importantly, do it for you..."

Love nevr so simply explained b4.... dis cud be d msg every lover wants to convey to his beloved whether together or parted or yet to find or.........waiting.. BE GAY! BE HAPPY! LIVE LIFE WID LOVE!!!

 to all......

love your Lover less

Human mind, by default always gives priority to the gift of sight. You don’t agree with me? Then here is a small task for all those. Ask a friend to stand in front of you and give simple commands and at the same time he must perform any other action but what he says. When you try this you will find yourself doing what your friend does and not what he asked you to do.

This is definitely a blessing. Vision is a primary resource of memory but do we realize that it has made us all less receptive to feelings… and strangely this is also one of the reasons why many relationships grow weak these days…

True love never changes; situations change, people change and this is what we mostly fail to understand. If Lover is the instrument then Love is the music. Just because you have not played your favorite Violin for some time it does not mean the Symphony is lost forever. A soul in love may not always express. Especially in long term relationships, when some one grows old with his partner, the stress and tension around both of them are bound to increase by the external factors and hence time spent on expressing to each other the love they share becomes less which alone sticks on to our minds.

This is because right from the very first day one appreciates more of what the other does and not why. And ultimately with time it becomes harder for a lover to start getting used to love the reason more even at times of lesser action. Why should you always look at the trees to confirm a windy day when you have the ability to feel it yourself...?

To miss a “nyt nyt” kiss over the phone or to forget a “cya baby” hugs at the doorstep does not mean that your lover loves you any less than before. A lover always understands this. And for that, loves your Lover less and love the Love more...

"Finding someone you love and who loves you back is a wonderful, wonderful feeling. But finding a true soul mate is an even better feeling.A soul mate is someone who understands you like no other, loves you like no other, will be there for you forever, no matter what. They say that nothing lasts forever, but I am a firm believer in the fact that for some, love lives on even after we're gone." 

— Cecelia Ahern (PS, I Love You)

Dedicated to the loveliest couple whose love has become the most pleasant breeze in my garden of life too….