- Health how important it is
- Living style-poor and rich
- My love for India
- People say but i dont know what i am
- When you feel routine
- Your feet touched by my untouched heart
- My wait my age as i live
- why the alcohol told to drink
- Lost so much but still I see.
- Expenses
- Sometimes life………
- Regional news
- Happy dasara
- I got my vote did you??
- My best season is winter
- My life
- Love a language unspoken
- I am missing you
- Re-living
- Our ecstacy
- My Strength i rechecked
- My penance
- Dear Man
- My home
Our cuddling it starts with complaints
I say something
Which he doesn’t listen
He asks again
I listen to him with patience
Finally we say we will look into it tomorrow
Because time is now 11pm
He hugs me from back
His hands touch my waist
His face leans on my shoulder
He is 7inches more taller
I wore saree that was from my mother-in-law wardrobe
He smells the fragrance of jasmine
That was one of my essential oil
I got for him
He keeps my hair to one side of neck trying to kiss my shoulder
I turn my front to him to see him from near eye to eye nose to nose touch
He wonders why she is looking so deep into my eyes
I say to him
I like to watch you and remain seeing into you
Dont know when i would get chance to see you from near a decade or two?
He hugs me totally taking me into his embrace i see how baby holds mother in his grip not to leave her
He kisses my lips i see him kissing so with cautious holding kiss not letting me to leave
He comes over my body with his left leg on my right leg
He covers me into with his body slowly relaxing the body not to keep his weight on me
He slowly unwraps my saree
And the clock alarms its 4am
That was our unfinished ecstacy
Few feel jealous never letting us to love
Few say we are old
But I like in paru looking for deva right from my conscious life i dont know what age we were few say 6yrs Few say turned puberty Few say we are to celebrate Shashti.. 60yrs of re-wedding like most people marry and recent wedding of Jyotika to Surya after 20yrs married life..
Could you tell us how old we are
Our eyes wait lips chant each other names and hearts slow down to our weak bodies why cant we marry
Its not going to be 8th wonder
We are married ever no matter what people curse there are so many who bless us my inlaws and my parents and especially my beloved son and sister in law.
Jessy Jacob










