Tum bin jiya jaye kaise…Kaise jiya jaaye tum bin
He is thousands of miles away and I feel his absence as I go about my daily routine. I think of posting something romantic and poignant about my longing but then I pause and catch my breath as I realize that I don't really miss him.
Yes, I miss not being able to reach out and touch him and I miss seeing his frown and smile, I miss the romping of my two men but that is where the overflow of emotions end.
I seem to communicate more with him now. Though we are miles apart, we make time for each other by mailing, chatting or just calling up every day. This time is completely ‘ours’. I sit in my room alone and talk to him and that is something that doesn’t happen often when he is here.
I remember a time when we waited for each others letters that were written late in the nights. Our feelings of love and longing would reach the other person at least a week later. Now, in this age of instant communication I can ask him anything… anytime, even an innocuous query about bill payments and investment papers.
Phone calls, Email, Chatting, Webcams, Skype … we are so ‘in touch’ all the time.
Am I just a jaded wife or has the world really become smaller ... I wonder.
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