"Green Tea Is Supposed To Be Had Hot, Hina."

Dated: 9 August 2017

 I Just made myself a cup of hot green tea.

While waiting for it to cool down a bit,

My lips curl up into a smile

I remember your taunt from just few days back,

“Btw, Green tea is supposed to be had hot, Hina.”

And so I decided to take a walk down our memory lane with some words.

No it’s never easy.

If you want easy, then don’t be serious.

No one writes about the uglies and the dirt,     

It’s always about the pretty and the lurve.

But no, it’s never easy.

You stumble, he falls,

Then you walk ahead, leaving him behind,

But then you walk back, lift him up,

dust off their shoulders and teach them love.

To be loved, you need to love first.

For no one knows what it is,

till they’ve seen it and felt it.

The love most talked about after mother, father, siblings and family,

Is the love of two strangers and unrelated humans.

As strangers we meet, whether as friends,

Students, colleagues, classmates etc.

But no it’s never easy.                                                                                                                                Everything takes time.

Time is what builds and heals

Time is what makes you weak.

Weak in the knees for another

And strong to hold on to,

When your better half is under the weather.

No it’s not been easy.

You’ve been you,

I’ve been me

And we’ve struggled with our pieces,

Trying to figure out where it might fit perfectly.

Till the end of times,

Till death do us part,

Till eternity

Blah blah

These are all words used to express and give structure

To a relationship,

Structure to love

But there is no structure to love.

When it’s love it’s just that.

LOVE.

No definition, no expression

Not easy, and something that stays with you forever.

Because till forever we’ll keep trying to finish the puzzle,

But darling,

Our imperfect pieces will complete the puzzle one day.

And that’s the day

We’ll be sitting on a porch sipping on some green tea

While you taunt me“Green tea is supposed to be had hot, Hina”

And I’ll caress your bald head and say

“U**u, we made it.”

That'll be the day when my cold Green Tea will seem hot enough to you.  (:

I miss what i lived

I miss

Being blessed and not knowing it

Being alive in a good time but not appreciating it

Being fortunate but taking it for granted

Being at the end of the tunnel but acting blind

Being happy and not knowing it

Being intelligent but doubting it

Being independent but not aware of it

Sleeping well and enough but always being sleep deprived

Being well fed and healthy yet feeling conscious
Being cheerful but complaining about depression

Being surrounded by population but being a drama queen for attention

Being around people yet looking for silence

Being loved yet not knowing it

Being cared for but wanting a break

Being appreciated but not feeling special enough
Being able to wow crowds with a mike on stage, but worrying about never being as good as Whitney Houston

Being a younger sister but being irritated by an overprotective brother

Being a happy family of four, but fighting over a mother’s love

Being a smiling face in the family selfie, but complaining about being the fat nose of the house

Being healthy but unhappy with my body

Being sprinkles but worrying about being vanilla

Having everything but complaining about having nothing

Having everything perfect but whining about the tiny imperfections

I miss
Being Hina.

Now,

I can just miss, reminisce and kiss,

Miss, the life I was given, with tears in my eyes

Reminisce, the days I was blessed with

Kiss the photographs of the people I had

For, the days are gone

And
Life has now moved on to a time

Where memories and past is all that was good and beautiful

And lies ahead,

A life with a constant pain while hugging your family

Tears gleaming in the laughter with friends

Sorrow accompanying you to bed

Regretting and not thanking enough,

The life I lived

The days it rained happiness

The blessings overlooked

The lights never switched on

The health never appreciated

The people never hugged enough

The egos never pushed aside

The talents never bloomed

The intelligence never penned down

And all wonderful times I owned.

They were mine.

WERE.

For now they are gone.

And will never come back.

If you’re reading this till the end and comprehending,

Here’s what I have to say to you.

Dear Reader,

Don’t miss.
Live. Do.

Live enough, push the boundaries and live a little more.

Don’t underestimate the value of families, siblings, friends, people.

They shape a lot of who we are.

Thank them, love them, live with them

Because, One day when they’re gone,

We’ll have no one to take granted for.
And we'll lose a piece of our own, that we didn't know of.

One day when those good, fortunate days are gone,

We’ll have nothing to take granted for.

Don't be the line of the Band Perry song,

"Funny when you're dead, how people start listening"

Don't wait for your death, to listen to your life

Don't wait for your own-self's death to realise.

Because then they are just memories as frozen as ice,

Melting thereafter, just as tears in our eyes.

Don't wait for your death, to know what you lived.

Picture Credits: Manpreet Singh