An old post.
What started as a joke on the bridge on one fine rainy day soon became reality. Athos fell in love. Lets say she was in love with him from ever since she knew herself and now she just realized it as he responded to too. It just took a moment for them to build in the most sought intimacy with each other. As if it had been like that forever. Aramis being sweet one was in love with the love but Porthos drifted apart. With reasons many, things were swinging from the end of true togetherness to total indifference, between Athos and Porthos. Aramis was a silend spectator.
Time was all it needed. In no time things stopped from swinging. It had reached a state of neutrality, but true friends - could anything really drift them apart. :) Time had to tell.
Aramis, Athos and her new found love soon became good friends. Met each other frequently and shared ideas. Often Aramis was the sole counselor for their fights ;).. Naah! wait ! Lifew hadnt got this boring. It was Aramis's turn now.
The new found love had held Aramis tight. Confused and perplexed - the journey seemed short as much as it appeared long. She didnt understand where was it going to end, he didnt respond. The wait went long but the beloved's response was only getting colder. All this while what Aramis and Athos were unaware of was - Porthos was secretly falling in love with someone too and busy with her own fight of- to be or not to be.
The longing had drained Aramis now. Nothing else seemed interesting but the thoughts themselves. Times when discretion didnt work neither did the knowledge of right and wrong. But dear Aramis was strong and she took her call. Called it quits. Ironically there was nothing to call in quits but she did :P. The beloved's character erased of our lives and remained as sweet memory. Well, Porthos was still dwindling. As for Athos, she was on the journey of her love life with ups and downs , highs and lows, confusions and clarity, misunderstandings and love again :)
Not long before the silent clouds of foreseen thunder arrived. Porthos had to depart from her love- which was untold and unrequited. For Athos, love life was being more unseekable. May she was holding something more than her plate could have. Everything only seemed to fall apart. It was time to take a decision or may the destiny had already had it for her. The first reality of life- she was out of the lovely chain of love, back to real world. Struggling to get back and get ready to face it all. But for Porthos, decision had a long way to go.
She never understood! what he meant! what he said! For her- may be this was the way expressed by not expressing at all or may it was all her mind that was making the stories. The sweet tears of first love and longing crawled in again. The wait only got longer, but there is no other path to it as well but to wait, isnt it? :)
Made Porthos all the more cuteness personified. Athos heard her and life sprung in back to her. Like Porthos, like Athos. As if this love was hers. Realized that love could touch anyone anytime, the sweet pain it had yet how irritating it is as much as loving it is .. LOL..
And then Athos gave long to Aramis telling how sweetly loved had touched them all - the three musketeers. And journey was still long.....
* Beloveds are.... you know ;)
P.S. Aramis- As porthos was crying of her confusion and his unresponsiveness, I told of your struggle and mine too. Porthos has to decide for herself, I am all the more excited though ;)
What started as a joke on the bridge on one fine rainy day soon became reality. Athos fell in love. Lets say she was in love with him from ever since she knew herself and now she just realized it as he responded to too. It just took a moment for them to build in the most sought intimacy with each other. As if it had been like that forever. Aramis being sweet one was in love with the love but Porthos drifted apart. With reasons many, things were swinging from the end of true togetherness to total indifference, between Athos and Porthos. Aramis was a silend spectator.
Time was all it needed. In no time things stopped from swinging. It had reached a state of neutrality, but true friends - could anything really drift them apart. :) Time had to tell.
Aramis, Athos and her new found love soon became good friends. Met each other frequently and shared ideas. Often Aramis was the sole counselor for their fights ;).. Naah! wait ! Lifew hadnt got this boring. It was Aramis's turn now.
The new found love had held Aramis tight. Confused and perplexed - the journey seemed short as much as it appeared long. She didnt understand where was it going to end, he didnt respond. The wait went long but the beloved's response was only getting colder. All this while what Aramis and Athos were unaware of was - Porthos was secretly falling in love with someone too and busy with her own fight of- to be or not to be.
The longing had drained Aramis now. Nothing else seemed interesting but the thoughts themselves. Times when discretion didnt work neither did the knowledge of right and wrong. But dear Aramis was strong and she took her call. Called it quits. Ironically there was nothing to call in quits but she did :P. The beloved's character erased of our lives and remained as sweet memory. Well, Porthos was still dwindling. As for Athos, she was on the journey of her love life with ups and downs , highs and lows, confusions and clarity, misunderstandings and love again :)
Not long before the silent clouds of foreseen thunder arrived. Porthos had to depart from her love- which was untold and unrequited. For Athos, love life was being more unseekable. May she was holding something more than her plate could have. Everything only seemed to fall apart. It was time to take a decision or may the destiny had already had it for her. The first reality of life- she was out of the lovely chain of love, back to real world. Struggling to get back and get ready to face it all. But for Porthos, decision had a long way to go.
She never understood! what he meant! what he said! For her- may be this was the way expressed by not expressing at all or may it was all her mind that was making the stories. The sweet tears of first love and longing crawled in again. The wait only got longer, but there is no other path to it as well but to wait, isnt it? :)
Made Porthos all the more cuteness personified. Athos heard her and life sprung in back to her. Like Porthos, like Athos. As if this love was hers. Realized that love could touch anyone anytime, the sweet pain it had yet how irritating it is as much as loving it is .. LOL..
And then Athos gave long to Aramis telling how sweetly loved had touched them all - the three musketeers. And journey was still long.....
* Beloveds are.... you know ;)
P.S. Aramis- As porthos was crying of her confusion and his unresponsiveness, I told of your struggle and mine too. Porthos has to decide for herself, I am all the more excited though ;)
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