Time and Time again

Time and Time again

8 April 2018

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She looked out of the window at a blue sky full of fluffy clouds. Ironically the clouds reminded her of how the memories of him were slowly fading. She had known him once with utmost certainty but now she was not sure anymore. She thought back to their first encounter. Not the one she remembered consciously but the one that had been at the back of her mind when they had met fleetingly on the small strip before the beach. When she had glanced at him then and her eyes had met his she had known deep in her heart that it was him but the thought had been so preposterous that she had had to brush it aside, grit her teeth and walk on. She had then seen him go into a sports car that was parked on that strip.

For years the memory had haunted her. The thought that she had walked beside the love of her life and not had the courage to take a chance and speak to him had weighed her down for years. Then he had reappeared in her life. First in a ghost-like form with no words said but for the evanescent image of him. Then with increasing precision in the form to which was added a telepathic communication. She wondered whether he was aware at all of this or if she was the only one seeing and hearing him. His spirit-like presence then became a daily routine in her life but left her with the ache of not having him around in flesh and blood.

She turned back from the window and glanced around the room which was submerged in pale light coming from the one window that was open. The room reeked of wasted memories and unshed tears. She wished she could turn back time and go back to that moment to see if she could change the course of fate but she knew it was not possible here and now. It reassured her to think that there was a version out there in the Multiverse where she had taken that risk and was perhaps growing old with the love of her life. He whispered in her head that he would come to her Time and Time again when the elements were favourable. It reassured her even more to think that maybe serendipity would put them both on the same path again. In Time. She smiled a wane smile before the tears finally welled in her eyes.  Someday…Somewhere…In Time…

 

Somewhere in Time – Maksim Mrvica

I wanna be with You

I wanna be with You

18 February 2018

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Remember the day we met

We were both down on our luck

We were filled with past regret

I remember you gave me a hug

 

The days went tumbling by

Love was our daily bread

It was only you and I

I remember when you said

 

I wanna be with you

I wanna feel it’s true

Baby give me some love to see me through

I wanna touch the sky

Don’t tell me it’s a lie

Baby when you’re with me I feel so high

 

We’ve both grown so far apart

We don’t even talk anymore

Though I hear your beating heart

I’m stranded here on this shore

 

I still remember the way we kissed

And tears well up in my eyes

I know that what I’ve mostly missed

Is how you said between our sighs

 

I wanna be with you

I wanna feel it’s true

Baby give me some love to see me through

I wanna touch the sky

Don’t tell me it’s a lie

Baby when you’re with me I feel so high

 

I wanna be with you

I wanna feel it’s true

Baby give me some love to see me through

I wanna touch the sky

Don’t tell me it’s a lie

Baby when you’re with me I feel so high

 

I wanna be with you

I wanna feel it’s true

Baby give me some love to see me through

I wanna touch the sky

Don’t tell me it’s a lie

Baby when you’re with me I feel so high

 

Singing of the lyrics:

I wanna be with You – Geetha Balvannanathan

 

Baby say you love me

Baby say you love me

11 February 2018

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We’ve been through tougher times

And I’ve sheltered you awhile

We’ve felt the waves of hurt

But I’ve always seen your smile

 

So trust me when I say

 

Baby let me make you the center of my world

Baby never let them make you doubt what you heard

Baby say you love me and I’ll fly like a bird

Baby I’ll be with you no need for a word

 

We’ve seen the desert storms

I’ve held you all along

We’ve learnt from past mistakes

We’ve grown so tall and strong

 

I know you hear me when I say

 

Baby let me make you the center of my world

Baby never let them make you doubt what you heard

Baby say you love me and I’ll fly like a bird

Baby I’ll be with you no need for a word

 

Just trust me when I say

 

Baby let me make you the center of my world

Baby never let them make you doubt what you heard

Baby say you love me and I’ll fly like a bird

Baby I’ll be with you no need for a word

 

Baby let me make you the center of my world

Baby never let them make you doubt what you heard

Baby say you love me and I’ll fly like a bird

Baby I’ll be with you no need for a word

 

Singing of the lyrics: 

 

I know you love me still

I know you love me still

19 January 2018

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Thinking about the things that we used to do

The bond that was built between me and you

The life that we had shaped that seemed so true

All that’s left of that love is my heart so blue

 

I know you love me still

Your heart calls to me shrill

And I won’t stop until

I break through to your will

 

We had so much going between us two

You and me is the only thing that I knew

Now I’m left dazed and with no clue

Why the lies they said shattered us too

 

I know you love me still

Your heart calls to me shrill

And I won’t stop until

I break through to your will

 

We had so much going between us two

You and me is the only thing that I knew

The life that we had shaped that seemed so true

All that’s left of that love is my heart so blue

 

Singing of the lyrics: 

I know you love me still – Geetha Balvannanathan

 

For better or for worse

For better or for worse

18 December 2017

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Here we are

Crossroads of Time

We may depart or not

But darling are you here for me

 

Don’t tell me no

Don’t break my heart again

I hope you’re there for me

For this withered heart of mine

 

I believe in you

I will not let go

So darling tell me you’re here

Here for ever more

 

For better or for worse

I’ll be there for you

Darling through the universe

I’ll be there for you

 

We held hands

You kissed my lids

Don’t bid me adieu

Don’t say it’s over

 

For better or for worse

I’ll be there for you

Darling through the universe

I’ll be there for you

 

We braved the world

We held onto each other

Through all stones hurled

We loved one another

 

For better or for worse

I’ll be there for you

Darling through the universe

I’ll be there for you

 

Singing of the lyrics: 

Max Richter – Luminous (Perfect Sense Soundtrack)

The Spirit Lovers – Chapter Eight: Martin’s return

The Spirit Lovers – Chapter Eight: Martin’s return

29 November 2017

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Martin wakes up in his hotel room with a strange feeling of not knowing where he is and of having been separated from something he cared about dearly without knowing what it was. His head feels heavy and his eyes feel sore. He gingerly puts a foot down to step off the bed and his head reels. It takes him a few minutes to adjust and be able to put the other foot down and stand up without feeling queasy. He takes in his surroundings as calmly as he can but cannot remember how he had come here. He slowly figures out it is a hotel room and as he goes to the phone to start dialing he remembers that he had left his wife at home after their quarrel and headed towards this hotel.

He dials the number of his wife, not realising that he has forgotten all about his true love.

  • Helga, good morning. I wanted to say I was sorry. I don’t know what came over me
  • What do you mean it took me six months to come to that conclusion? I have only been away for a couple of months.
  • I am not sure what you mean by that but I don’t remember what happened in those other four months. Can I come home?

Rita thinks back to how you had described the scene to her and how you had realised from the smile of relief on Martin’s face that his wife seems to have forgiven him. She remembers you describing how you watched him starting to pack his suitcase before you orbed back to where I was standing with her trying to console her as she wept Martin’s disappearance. She wonders why the couple of nights that they had passed together in that alternate reality appeared as a distorsion of several months in this reality. She feels a surge in her heart like every time she thinks about Martin but tries to overcome it. Tears well in her eyes and she bites her lip trying to contain them before they spill over her cheeks profusely.

Martin winces while carrying the suitcase down. It seems like something is wrong within his ribcage and he feels like a strain in his heart. He continues carrying the suitcase down and asks the receptionist for help with the other larger suitcases left upstairs. He also enquires if there is a doctor as he is not feeling well. The receptionist enquires and soon a doctor is made available to Martin who by now is convinced that he might be suffering a heart attack as the pain grows in his chest. The doctor who examines him tells him that he finds nothing wrong with his heartbeats nor anything else but that to be on the safer side he should go to the hospital.

Martin rings his wife again to inform her of the news and sets out to the nearest hospital in the hotel’s chauffeured car. When he reaches the hospital, they too find nothing wrong with him but decide to keep him under observation for the day. Martin looks at his wife who has come and realises that he is relieved she is with him but he feels nothing towards her now that she is here. He tries to reproduce the longing he had experienced that morning but it is not there. He wonders what made that change and why it is that he is not longing for her anymore. Is it because she gave in and came so easily to his side, he wonders.

Helga puts her lips softly against Martin’s a few tears falling from her eyes as she does so. Her lips freeze as she realises that he is not reciprocating. She pulls back noticing that he does not seem moved by her kiss and realises that he seems to be in the same frame of mind as when he left several months ago. He had mentioned an excursion he wanted to make to take time off from being with each other and to think about the future. Martin looks into Helga’s eyes and all he can feel is friendliness and gratitude that she came to be by his side.

  • You are a great woman, Helga, he says
  • I am your wife Martin
  • I know. I wish I could change things but somehow the magic is gone
  • Just this morning you were telling me you wanted to come home, you seemed to have rekindled that love you had for me
  • I’m sorry Helga. I felt like that this morning when I woke up but I don’t anymore

Martin does not tell Helga that he still feels that impression but simply not directed towards her. He prefers not telling her as he does not wish to hurt her but also because he would be at a loss trying to explain towards whom he has these feelings. He stands up and decides to discharge himself from the hospital as they can find nothing wrong

Rita wipes away the tears from her face and decides to start her mission at the House of Love. She opens the doors to the visitors and graciously answers all their questions about the great love between Nina and Harold the rock star. As honeymooners and couples pass by admiring the various emblems of love she feels her heart warm up to them as she can feel the love surging from them and towards her, pacifying her.

Martin accompanies Helga home and goes through his things. He realises he cannot stay with Helga and feels sorry for having given her false hopes again. He wants to understand more about himself and why he is feeling so forlorn for a love he cannot identify. He knows that his therapist is not going to help him much because he only asks questions and Martin knows that he does not have the answers to any of the questions that the therapist would probably ask. While he is going through his things, he sees a brochure for a place called House of Love and notices that he had circled the address and scribbled down a series of dates and a phone number. He calls the phone number and a person responds that it is an agency that organises honeymoon vacations as well as retreats for couples in a place called the House of Love.

Martin parks his car outside the place called the House of Love and realises it seems as familiar as the agency had seemed. He rings the bell and is welcomed by a butler who takes his coat and tells him that he is a bit early but the House of Love never rejects visitors so he would be welcome to stay in the library while the lady of the house gets ready for visitors. After a short while, Rita goes into the library to welcome the first visitors and comes face to face with Martin.

  • Martin! She exclaims
  • I know you, he answers
  • How did you get here
  • I know you. Who are you?

Rita throws her arms around him and in that instant all the other essences of Martin gather again within him and he knows. He turns her face slowly towards him and kisses her with all of his longing realising this was the woman he had been longing for when he woke up in that hotel room.

  • I know you from before Time, he says
  • I love you from beyond Time, beyond doubt…

He kisses her and the visitors who start pouring into the House of Love start clapping. Some japanese visitors among them take photographs or videos thinking that this is a performance which is part of the exhibition. You and I look at each other with delight though we know that this will definitely be sending some more ripples across time.

Le Flex – Kiss Me

In recognition

In recognition

17 August 2017

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Higest bond

Coursing through my blood

Shadowed flood

Flower’s bud

Thousand milliseconds bloom

Cut off all too soon

 

Mirrored faults

You, me, scented salts

Bathing scent

Nape unbent

Eye to eye speaking softly

Past future erased

 

In recognition

Symptoms laid

Time delayed

Not afraid

I flow through unravelling

Wildcard traveling

 

Reading of the poem: 

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Tango for Love – Pavel Panin