And so it happened...

And so it happened. Just like that. Without a warning. It came as a soft breeze, lulled me to belief, strength and faith. It was the first ever time in my life when he came along and did not take me by storm. He just simply took my hand and walked with me. He walked with me as if he needed to get away from something all the while when the truth was he was only bringing me closer. Closer to me. It was the first time when words were exchanged to cheer and jeer, to love and cherish and there always remained a residue of floating emotions that stubbornly refused to transform into words. Those that mock language, speech and its accessories. Those that find sheer joy in remaining unuttered. Like the wine that remains at the bottom of the glass and colours the stem red.