Love is such a youthly thing to do. Love is red for it emits love, love is yellow for it makes us shine, love is green for it soothes us, love is blue for it calms us down, love is purple for it beautifies us, but GREY? Grey is definitely not the colour of love. But here I am, all old and grey, madly in love with your memories. Being a man, I never expressed much nor did I cry. But I still remember the first tear that rolled down my cheeks the moment you took your final breath. And those tears still haven’t dried, maybe they are hopefully waiting for your hands to wipe them off for me. Hearing our son profess his love to his wife stirs a desire within me, to utter your name, a fantasy that wouldn’t be fulfilled in my lifetime. I still remember the joy your name brought to you when I dared to speak it out aloud. Little did I realise the power of such simple gestures to evoke happiness, nor the ache their absence would leave. Part of mine aches for your loss, yet a still greater part loves to embrace your memories all way throught the day. I never expressed the love I have for you. Rather I didn’t love you enough in the past 50 years of our marriage. And in those 50 years, you still prayed for being a part of my life for the next seven lives. You wore that mangalsutra in such a grace as if I was an achievement to you. And the way you used to panic every time the bindi wiped off your forehead reflected the infinite care you had for me. Now the sun shines everyday, and it’s rays reaches our kitchen countertop waiting for you to make them shine brighter. That was the glory of you that I failed to admire. Now it feels as if every song carries your melody, every poem has your rhythm, and I bet this nature too has stolen some beauty from you. Now that you are no longer with me, I still spend my entire day with you, truly believing your soul is placed with mine. People say you are within those stars, but I would still prefer resonating you with the moon. And with this, now I truly think ‘Love is such a youthly thing’, not that it has to be done in youth, but whenever you do it, you seem to be youthful!