Love in hearts

I am currently feeling a gush of emotions, not happy or sad, but overwhelming, where my heart feels heavy not with grief, but with abundance. Today is celebrated as a connection between two souls who are meant to protect each other in life. I found that soul two years back, when I was alone and full of life. Stef became that energy who questioned something, and that something just kept becoming many things. But from the very first moment, I knew this person has some connection to my soul I cannot explain. It was more than the bond you feel when you try to know someone this was something where I already knew him. Yes.

Growing up as an elder sister, I always wanted an elder brother. I was very specific I wanted an elder brother, period. And I found Stefano. He is my fratello from another mama. I might even cry, because it is too difficult to put into words. You come across such people very rarely, whom you just feel like you already know.

The second such person in my life was Ayeshu how can I forget her. I already had my elder brother, Stef, when I met Ayesha. I took some time to understand her, but one day, on our terrace, when she said, "I just feel like I know you," I again knew I had met someone I was destined to meet a person who has dreams bigger than life, a woman who has seen and lived through hardships, making life feel easy and lively. I loved her from that moment, and now I had an elder sister too.

I have always craved a mother-like figure a woman for whom I have an eye of inspiration, a woman to whom, after I look at her, I see the story, I see the courage. And guess what magical enough, I met Aunty Rosalba on this journey. I cannot call her by name to this day; it is my love and respect for her which speaks. A woman who has hugged me, and I have felt the soul of a mother telling me to relax. Her soul feels very warm to me, very courageous someone I would look to when I feel like, is there any hope in tomorrow? Talking to her is always like opening a secret box you never know what you'll get, but you always want to open it. I love how I feel proud to be a woman after looking at her. Also, she is actually one of the prettiest women I have ever met in my life.

How dynamic and uncertain life is just like my writing. Pardon me for the atrocious grammar; I am not writing, I am putting down my heavy heart on the paper. This is exactly how I am feeling right now  excited. I cried too while writing this. Heavy heart now becoming light as I write, and eyes full of hope.

I wanted to end here, but even our life's endings are not known, nor decided I cannot decide an ending to this. I just want to express how this world is limiting us from all the amazing experiences we can live, and I am a victim of this very world. I still have hope to love and live life again — I hope that this hope never dies.