Baby, Missing you so very much.
Feeling very lonely. Please, just hold me to yourself tight.
I'm shivering. Not able to get a control on myself.
You have taken my strength, my courage and my soul with you.
Before you left me alone in this crowed world.
Feeling very lonely. Please, just hold me to yourself tight.
I'm shivering. Not able to get a control on myself.
You have taken my strength, my courage and my soul with you.
Before you left me alone in this crowed world.
Are you there? Am dying for you right here. Can we speak here?
ReplyDeleteHow do I hold you when my hands are strength-less..I find no blood flow anywhere in my body...Its stiff rigid and pale like a carcass.
ReplyDeleteI just don't know.... Can believe I'm still alive, being so so far from you...
ReplyDeleteAm feeling extremely low and exasperated that we could not speak..The Sani has to take off the only opportunity of the entire 48 hours time-slot where we could have spoken and exchanged our agonized heart tried to get some solace and again get back to the world of black box without ventilation...but it wont happen..
ReplyDeleteWe are destined to suffer.
I think if we can endure this, then we can also be operated without anesthesia... We surly would not make any noise... If we can endure this without a sound, I'm sure about the fact that we are such a painless creature inside, an amputation will be cake walk for us...
ReplyDeleteWhat is life.. the respiring existence?
ReplyDeleteI don't have an answer to you...
khub kosto hochhe Eosin..khub..jhapiye pore tomar buke mukh guje kadte ichha korche...
kano ato kosto pabo amra bolto to?Because we are good people at heart??
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ReplyDeleteBecause we are sensitive we have to be senseless to our love?
ReplyDeleteBecause we are transparent we have to live clandestine?
Because we care we have to kill our care for us?
Because we believe love is life we have to die every second?
I have told you during my OT my senses got back before time and I was stitched in full half senses..
ReplyDeleteI know both the pains..It was peanuts.
We are heartless creatures whose hearts can be operated without any chloroform may be we don't have a heart.
ok.. sending..it was sent from other means..may be for that.
ReplyDeleteJust tell me Eosin..how do I really endure?
ReplyDeleteI know asking wrong question to wrong person at the wrong time...
You are also equally fragile if not more..
Koste gola buje asche ..dom bondho lagche
tao sash nite hochhe..
You keep all your philosophy with you.. ekdom valo lagche na tomar ei naka neka kotha... Can't you just prepare a hot cup of tea and come to your waiting husband in your loose maxy, who would play with his BEAUTIFUL wife in the lazy Saturday morning, caress her, and end up making love before getting out of bed finally, with a glow on his face like the king who has just concurred the world... Can't you!!!
ReplyDeleteAt least let me know how to get over this 60 hours..
ReplyDeleteI cant see anything beyond now..eyes to hazy to take a distant look.
sotti bhalo lagche naa..
ReplyDeletechup koro tumi...ato vivid description o dio na akta sokaler jeta sojhyo korte parbo naa..
Ak cup boro cha...table er pashe rekhe..joriye dhore pith theke tarpor haat aar kadhe mukh ghose chumi diye bola
bola..
Ki go uthbe naa??
Ar ami jani oi question tar answer asol uttar please utho naa..
amay joriye dhore abar suye pora
ar pagoler moto ador korte thaka
and I can only see you all the time, all around, with my eyes closed or open... This is not done... You have taken everything of mine, left me with a black hole inside... To suffer in pain.... I just HATE YOU... HATE YOU... HATE YOU...HATE YOU...HATE YOU...HATE YOU...HATE YOU...HATE YOU...HATE YOU...HATE YOU...HATE YOU...HATE YOU...HATE YOU...HATE YOU...HATE YOU...HATE YOU...HATE YOU...HATE YOU...HATE YOU...
ReplyDeleteak taane maxi ta aar nei.. ami tomar du haater modhye..chepe dhore... jano every morning is a newly wed bride..
ReplyDeletesuffocated in love of her ADONIS husband..
End of it- You feel like the KING the most powerful King the Most Complete Man
I feel like the most beautiful the most loved most adored Queen the complete satiated most belonged WOMAN
WE waste our resources..
ReplyDeleteWE waste our potence
WE waste our Love
WE waste our Lives
and settle for adjustments...bitterness..
And see what are we doing here????
ReplyDeletesharing our pains only black and white...when we have ALL the time for one another.
DEDICATED COMMITTED MY WORLD is YOU..
Togetherness in distant on pen and paper
Togetherness in closeness we only have each other
Just bhalo lagche naa..
ReplyDeleteAmar toke chai akhon byas... erom bhabe naa.. akdom buker majkhan ti te....
to scan me outside in and inside out..in the loose maxi..
And what about you Eosin? What about you?
ReplyDeleteYou have taken me above everything..
sudhu tumi and tumi and tumi
pagol tomar jonyo..tumi nei to kichu nei..
Amar kono astotyo nei.
Do we have a chance to have a nice happy life any corner of the world?
ReplyDeleteTo live as most loving couple most doting parent?
Kalke bhablam pedicure korbo.. amar borer kache..ar akta gold facial..
ReplyDeleteholo na kichui..
you tell me am so good.. so good that I do NOT deserve you...
Same with You
ReplyDeleteYou are like most precious gift to the world which I cannot afford even if I am ready to exchange all what I have..
Just not able to take it anymore..let me know if you could have logged on there and changed the settings...
ReplyDeletematha ghurche...sob kichu andhokar lagche..
Tumi jano ami suru ta korte parinaa..
But haat dhoriye dile ami hoyto khub bhalo perform korbo..
ami janinaa.. ar kichu.. but jani ei tukui..tomay chara bachbo naa..
You are wrong... Very wrong... I know for sure, you would have came to me with the big cup of tea with the expectation that you would call me from sleep, hand over the cup, tease me with some naughty kisses on my neck and shoulder and rush back to complete all your Shongshar er Kaj... But stupid lady, would would have got trapped... trapped in your husband's strong grip... Who would first bring you from his back side to front, tightly wrap you in between his hands and legs, and start kissing... First softly on forehead and cheeks and eyes and nose tip... Once reached the lips, kissing would have got little more intense... Would have stayed on lips for some time... Then tracing down the neck to the chest... Unbutton the Maxy... Entering my hand into your Bra to pull out hmy treasures... and then, then, forgetting that it is morning, sucking licking pressing squeezing madly... and in moments both would have been in each others' arms, without a single thread on our naked body... and spreading you wide, a long deep thrust to feel and fill you till the hilt of the sword … The vigorous love making would have continued for loooong and should have ended with multiple fulfilling orgasms… That’s the way to start your weekend…. Tell me if I’m wrong…
ReplyDeleteYou are only very right. So strong a post. I can visualise it all..dare not comment on a single world of it....
ReplyDeleteOnly can never sense it ever in my life perhaps..
How to feel married and start a weekend with your husband!!!
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All The Very Very Best... With lots of LOVE...
I will never be married as well...
ReplyDeleteAnd I will never forgive myself..to waste such love ja 1000000 er moto ak jon mohilao matha khurle paynaa...
janeinaa pawa jay kina...
But I can bargain my entire life waiting to get married...I want to be married....
I do NOT want "ALL the best" here in written format...
ReplyDeleteKeep your ALL the BEST pending.. till such time you cab take me in your arms and wish me ALL the Best with the longest kiss.
Jaan, just love you like crazy... Sotti tui janish na ami toke koto ta valo bashi... Pagol pagol... Just Love You...
ReplyDeleteBuker modhe khub kosto hoche re... Kichu korte parchi na, dekte parchi na... I can smell you...
Am feeling totally drippipng like a sponge reading your description of the onset of a weekend...
ReplyDeleteI never knew I had the exact same dreams about my weekend start!!!!I had visualized this before but never this vividly...
Love You Shona..
sotti parchi naa nishahs nite..tomay chara aar
That was the best blog ever -you posted Eosin...
ReplyDeleteami sotti erom bhaabe akta sokto chair e aar bose thakte parchi naa..
Jokhon jani amar akta sokto-norom bichana aache..
jekhane ami jokhon tokhon uthe boste pari.. se ektuo raag korbe naa.. ba amar thekeo khusi habe...
Sotti bolcho, tumi o e rokom e vebechile... Can't believe this... Sotti ektu o birokto hote na e vabe sokal sokal dosshi pona suru korle? Bolte na charo, ki hoche ki sokal sokal, with a fake anger in your eyes and with a naughty smile with lots of indulgence !!!
ReplyDeleteThat was the best blog ever -you posted Eosin...
ReplyDeleteHa, the best BLOG... Blog e theke jabe...
Can you tell me one day,
"That was the best love making ever -you made to me on Saturday morning Eosin..."
Valo lagche na... Logging off... Khub beshi kosto hoche... I'll come back later... You take care... Love you and Hate you even more...
ReplyDeleteAmi sudhu tomar ar tomar ar tomar...
ReplyDeleteJodi hoy Prithibir kono prante
Akta choto bhalobashar kure ghor amar
Thakbo sudhu tomar bukher majhe
Joriye dhore tomay bhalobashay
Jodi thaki beche janbe sudhui sei ashay
Gunbo din gunbo khon amar sorbosyo diye
Jodi pai tomay...
Chaibo bhalobashar angikar ja tumi diyecho
Anek aagei...
Sudhu asbe notun dine se notun rupe
Janbo ami sukhe!!!
Je amio hoyto pari sudhu bhalo noy
Anek Anek bhalo jibon songeeni hote
Ar sotti hoyto notun kore janbo
Kamon laage sei ashadharon sontaner jonbo dite
Je sudhu asbe amar kole kono rokom
Benche thakar Tagid theke noy
Sudhui bhalobashsr anubhob ar abir ronger
Adorer tibrotay!!!
Aamar modhye tomay kore sthapon
Morte na Bachte chai, notun jibon japon.
Blog ta sudhu blog ei thakbe hoyto..
ReplyDeleteAmader life e kono Saturday Morning asbe naa...
Jedin tomay sotti du haate joriye dhore bolbo protibar tomar naam niye khub adure golay
"Ato bhalo ador aage kono din o koroni"
"Ato sundar akta shonibar sokal amar jibone kokhono asheni"..
Sudhu amader sopno gulo boddo akrokom..boka boka..pagoler moto chipkoo type er..ar abbyokto
Ami kono din jantam naa..je erom bhabe amar moto sokal sokal ador kore ghum theke othar kotha aar kew amar moto korei bhabe..
Amar bor amay atotai bhalobasbe je
J ak cup cha er theke amay chaibe aage..
J chaibe amay ador korte nishwas chepe..
Ghum bhenge se chaibe bou k aage ador kore tarpor din ta suru korte..
Na bou k tar onyo nijer kaj er jonyo dorkar porbe naa aage.. aaage chaibe nijer modhye taake akatyo kore nite!!!
Ami erom akta bhalobasha bhora sokaler kotha anek bar bhebechi aka aka.. tarpor bhebechi ami aleek kolpona kori..
Am an emotional fool.
Yes tomar sathe thakle..hoyto mukhe dushtumi niye boltam "Abar akhon Eosin sokal sokal??"
kintoo seta tomar majhe mishe jete jete..tomar mathata nijer buke aro aro aro chepe dhore!!!!
"Stop It Eosin" and then "Why did you stop?"...
Tarpor dakha jeto ami i 2nd set ghum e kada..
ReplyDeleteAr amar bor uthe songsar samlachhe..
Kimba..ami duchokh buje rekhei taake bolchi
"Amar dike erom bhabe takabe naa please..ami kintoo khub lojja pachhii"
Love You Jaan.... Need need you... Please take me to you... Khub kosto hoche re Baby...
ReplyDeletelogging off.. khub beshi kosto hochhe khub beshi
ReplyDeleteTumi o kono din jante parbe na kono din o na
"Ami tomay kibhabe bhalobashi... koto ta bhalobashi"
hoyto ektoo barabari rokomer bhalobashi
Tomay chara ak akta muhurto j kirom laage tumi jano naa
Sudhu jeno tumi amay ja miss koro ami tar theke tomay ontoto 100 gun beshi miss kori...
Uff... Ki sundur likecho go Baby... Sotti kore bolbo, khub khub khub lov hoche e rokom Saturday morning er jonno... Vishon lov hoche...
ReplyDeleteAmi darun khushi hoye jetam jodi dekhtam j tumi ador kheye klanto hoye 2nd set ghume kada, ekbar o daktam na, nije uthe amader jonno breakfast kore antam (oi mamuli maggi ar ki!!), r char ta microwave e gorom kore...
Tarpor chipke boshe eksathe khetam, khawatam dujonke... Ki darun hoto bolo... vablei gaye kata diche...
Love You too with all my heart soul mind and body..koto ta thik janinaa..karon janar cheshta korina aar...
ReplyDeleteits like an ocean..
I also need you in my life to define my life..much more than you need me for you..
Koste buk fete jawa bole akta kotha ache sunecho?
ami bujhte parchi..
Ami jani tumi beshi din bachbe naa ebhabe..
ReplyDeleteamay tomar koster share gulo diye paliye jabe anek dure..karon nite parbe naa..
You are too innocent and too soft hearted to bear this pain...parbe na tumi ami jani
Ar ami til ti kore morbo....koi macher moto..
jaake bhaja howar somoyeo more naa beche thakar shasti paay...
And there is no 2nd life.
Eosin.. tomar sathe kotha bolte bolte amn red down there..
ReplyDeleteperfect 28 days cycle for me..I never knew before the cyclical sum is that perfect for me.
And now it will be the most most painful misssing
As if only this was pending icing of the cake.
When I will die for you with all my cells and scream and writhe in pain and never get you by my side.
I Hate You..And Hate you more
for just showing the tip of the iceberg of how LIFE can be and then leave me alone like an ice cube to float battling in the waves alone.
aschi.. change kore... why cant you be just here...
ReplyDeleteYou cant see my crying isnt it?
I cant bear the pain Eosin. Its too intense and too very overpowering killing every senses..
ReplyDeleteWhy cannot you be right here holding me to u plugging yourself into me and soaking away all the pain...emptying every bit of me inside me till such times my container overflows..
Why could not she wait till Monday?
Just remember next time it will be 4 or 5.
So that we can start early may be around 3.
Eosin our blogs are too heart rendering today.. witness to the undying pain we are going through...a part of which is self inflicted..
ReplyDeleteCan you see if they can be secured somehow..in friend class neither public or private?
Am really proud of you..the mental richness..with which you can heal my pains when I am succumbing to a painless state.
I can see you now..you holding me to you whispering words of love to my parched ears and am melting more more and even more.
ReplyDeleteI can hear you.
I can smell your masculine adrenaline rush here right on me on my neck on my cheeks on my breasts my hands my thighs and in between..
I can taste your saliva and feel your warmth...around me..
Can you touch you Eosin? Outline your face...Draw my hands across your body..your shoulders your sweat soaked body hair..??
Am wearing the Eosin T.
The T is so lucky...
ReplyDeleteIt can wrap your naked soft sexy body...
It can touch the most cherished carves natures has every crafted...
It can hang on to the most gorgeous pair of breasts nature has ever made...
It can kiss the deepest navel ever exist....
It can stick to the most beautiful mountains and valleys in this earth ...
I'm jealous of that T...
And I love the T because unlike you I can carry the T in my bag whereever I go. Whenenever I feel low I feel unwell I wear the T mostly these days when am particularly missing you the T stays beside me.
ReplyDeleteHaving a very heavy downfall...and khub khub beshi pet byatha korche.Last time you had soaked every bit of poisonous blood out of me...may be that's why she is so very desperately missing her friend...
ReplyDeleteMissing you my husband...why are you so distant from me...