Anchorless

I promise I didn’t cry today,

when I got out of bed without a lick on my nose.

I promise I didn’t cry today,

when Muma gave me breakfast and I missed you under the table,

waiting for your share.

I promise I didn’t cry today,

when I got out of home and didn’t see your pleading eyes,

asking me to not go.

 

I promise I didn’t cry today,

when I was in the car and I could see your reflection in the side mirror,

your ears flying in the wind.

I promise I didn’t cry today,

when I got home to a empty house,

to a clean house;

one without your muddy paw prints.

 

I promise I didn’t cry today,

when I hugged Muma,

and I didn’t see your angry jealous face.

I promise I didn’t cry today,

when I was trying to sleep,

with the wish of hearing you snore again.

I promise I won’t cry,

as I struggle to learn to live without you;

Restless.

Clueless.

Anchorless.

P.S: Bruno and me were exactly here when I lost him. These pictures are one of the last few pictures of Bruno and me. They are unedited just like Bruno and my bond. This is the look book not only for the dress, but a look book into Bruno and my bond. I was the happiest with Bruno. My smile radiated into my eyes just with him. I was beautiful to him in my pyjama as well.

As I try to cope with my anchorless life, I am thankful to Bhushan Deshmukh (follow link) for these pictures. I am also thankful to my Co-Bloggers for having let Bruno be a part of us and loving Bruno. Bruno couldn’t have had asked for anything more.

Location: Bruno’s house in Queenstown

Attire:

• Running  Cloth Curated by Mrs. Sanil from Hastakala Heritage, Laxmi Road.
• Designed by me
• Tailored by Taseer Tailors, Laxmi Road.

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Love,

Vishaka. Ayalur 🙂