They are Wordless..

Since a while she has been trying to find a word to that feeling her heart has been talking about -that indefinable emotion where the words cannot bring into feelings.

Helplessness? 

Madness?

Love in excess?

Over secretion of sebum?

Psychic? Emotional? Or obsessed?

No matter if the hormones work or not, when someone talks about 'feelings', she knew that it dwells in her. Only tears could let it her out sometimes. Nothing could be drawn to relate her feelings better.And when the emotion overrules, the words became wordless. 

  And yes, they are these...

..that feeling of how your heart strikes a chord when you hear the acoustic guitar version of a favourite song....that feeling which rushes to mind when you see a firefly in midst of darkness. And it is exactly the feeling you sense when you see a distant lantern hanging before a house which you crossed in a train journey. That lantern gives a feeling. Isn’t it? When you see a mother crossing the road with her little one, how do you feel? You don’t think. But you just feel....the charming dream which you remember waking up from an afternoon sleep. And you feel a feel. Don’t you?

Getting up to that lazy monsoon morning, listening to the beats of rain outside and sipping the warmth of hot steaming coffee given by your mom.  It just simply feel, ‘wow!’ The comfort,coziness..which you cannot define however advanced the Longman's dictionary is...Yes, that feeling to a book which you kept unfinished just because you want to read it on midnight in the coziness of a dim lit light. Many of you do this often...Don’t you? By the way, how about that unforgettable escape to an hilltop with your loved one on a summer day?  And when he takes you out on evening for that long walk and spent hours together near the lakeside, you just go blind...

When your heart skip beats hearing the footsteps of your loved one, is it butterflies on stomach or you eat gooseberries?  You just feel dizzy. And the same feeling you undergo while noting down the favourite lines on your diary from one of those favourite books... Tuning back to the favourite dialogues of some movies do not give you happiness, it makes you flutter...That feeling you get when you hear your favourite song  is playing on FM at the most unexpected hour. And when it fills you with content and awe, can you put down them in words? Impossible... 
When the wind play with your hair, you just smile to yourself. But you feel the same when you see soap bubbles in the air. Don’t you?

Ever come close to the feel of rain drops kissing the mud earth outside your window pane?Or Sitting on the edge of a cliff, watching the sun set, and sharing the most comfortable silence of your life with someone you really love?  When you go for an outing and come back to your home wet and soaked, you know there was an unexpected rain and u know, that feeling you feel is exactly the same. 

   

....and that is how she feels. No, that is how he makes her feel all the time. Sometimes she can just handle them while other times she just manages to scribble some words...
Is she in love? Everyone asked. But nobody knows..