And Then...

Anyways I want that, when I place those fingers on the tabs, I want words to flow. Thoughts to speak themselves out. Moments to be captured and images to form. People to come alive, right there. 

But...

Cake on a plate, hair on the head, fruits in the courtyard, best apparel in the closet, a woman by your side,big car in the porch. You can never have it all. 

But whos goes what in dreaming? Dreams can capture. And they are free of cost. And they are between you and you alone. 

And other day I dreamt  about us.
I dreamt you standing by the canvas with your hands covered in colours and your were biting your lower lip while giving the touch up to the painting and you asked me to adjust your hair and while doing it I tickled your belly and pecked the back of your neck and you elbowed my tummy and said and "Not now" and asked me about the painting and after observing  it closely I mimicked you "Not now" and then you put your coloured hand all over my face.

And then I checked my mobile it was 3:47 in the morning.

And then I thought about the combination of these two words(AND THEN...)is so definitive in nature.

Like...

And then... They met.

And then... They fall.

And then... They kissed.

And then... They eloped.

And then... They moved to Neverland.

And then... They had kids.

And then... They read stories together.

And then... They lived happily ever after.

(If only happy ever after did exist.)

And then...