That Night

I couldn't resist my emotion, so ignoring all my fears my fingers touched your number.... 077543......the number which belonged to you. Desperately I longed to hear your voice! I succeeded as you picked to say me hello. Do you know how happy was I then? Overjoyed I forgot my status, that I'm a father, husband of a sober lady.. I agree, it was my fault, but you also wanted! How strange it was! I love you, wish to be one with you- - -all are true and very true. There comes always a word-'But'. Simple yet tough to break the chain orthodox-chain. Truth and reality have no touch of dream. they are like fire... If you put your hands in them, will get burnt... I'm not an actor, who plays the part of different roles and his tears, happiness love, sadness are not real. He weeps when he is alone, when he faces his own real life, and he is not also a melodramatic chap then. At that night, darkness crawled into our lighted conditioned room... I wept silently as I couldn't meet you, i hurt you! your first words echoed in my ears which were full of sentiment- - did you get time to ring at last! Chide me, scold me, slap me or kill me, but I know very well, what I feel about you. You are my abstract ego, my love, my another self. I do not have any concrete idea about you! Still I sleep with you at night in my dream! That night taught me thus the thing- - -you are my Material Muse, my ultimate destiny!