scrumptious

you guys out there who have globetrotting spouses, it doesn't get any easier with another goodbye, does it? after 80+ gruelling days without each other, finally, we had a sniff of one another two weeks ago. i was late in welcoming ravi, he jumped me from the back and gave me a tight hug. i was to find out later that he was the first one to run out of the arrival hall.

yes, honey, i missed you that much too.

i thought i was supposed to be happy, but the tears came down in torrents, and i mean in absolutely embarrassing torrents like ravi was rolled over by a plane in front of me or a crow flew into his face and knocked him dead. something about seeing his magic again brought out all that compressed loneliness. the relief came like a boulder was lifted off of me. i was happy. i'd never been as happy like that as i would be when i am sad.

but two weeks flew. it's almost cruel how time doesn't seem to give you enough hours in a day when both of you just have so much more to give, when both of you just want to keep giving like every breath you need. sometimes, in my own moments, i clenched a fist. it gets too intense, even for me.

and today baby, one more time, you have to go. but i know, you are doing this for us. and i love you even more for it. for every intolerant cell in me, you are the more tolerant half. i don't know how you keep up with the imbeciles you meet. and i know, somehow, that it's for us, for me.

cos baby, i guess this is it. aren't we the lucky bastards? that we have both found someone we can respect and love, someone we live for, someone we go against the odds for, someone to sacrifice for, someone to keep giving to, someone to start a family with, someone to push us when we need a shove, someone to slap us sober when we forget, someone to die for, baby.

never knew how deliciously agonizing love can be.

and i do not know anyone else better to share this pain with.

cos baby, in all your imperfections, you are simply perfect.

you're my magic.