The Flying Love - 1

And as he took his seat next to her in the plane's cockpit, which was a small commercial jet, he took as well a glance of her flying gaze; the gaze that drew him to her in the first place the minute she joined his piloting classes. Wearing a natural woman's scent; being full of life with all what life has to offer; encasing herself with an attractive calm aura.. he found himself no where else but being taken captive in her irresistible self and persona. " I hope she wouldn't mind the 50 years that is marking history on my face " he thought to himself as he said to her loudly " Ready for the ride ? ", she looked him deeply into his wondering eyes and answered back with a lavish expressive smile " Ready for the ride sir " thinking to herself " It feels so comfortable in here " , and the plane took off..
Moments of silence imposing itself on them while taking off.. he was silently going back to his unstable marriage and his handicapped 8 year-old only child; while she was silently going back to her childhood with all physical and emotional abuse her father had inflicted on her given his unstable financial life .. and as they crossed clouds; she broke that turbulent silence by saying with joy while letting an imprisoned breath out " Ooh this is so liberating.. I belong to the skies, this is my home, this is where I belong, I want to master flying.. give it to me and I'll owe you my life " .. he laughed at her innocent enthusiasm and answered her with half a smile that spoke of his hidden intentions " Done deal, as long as you keep your promise of giving me your life " his masculine laughter followed his comment .. On the contrary, as her soul was flying and flying away enjoying every single second of liberation, his soul was still deeply rooted in Earth; seeded by his unique determination and strong personality, he needed to focus and so he wasn't flying.. his flying instructions then followed, inter-mixed with mutual teasing and laughter ..
And in an hour, which seemed like a year of joy to him, they landed as the piloting session was over.. he extended his arms to hers as he helped her out of the anterior tight compartment.. walking together on the tarmac; she felt she was back to Earth but sensed her steps were very light as a portion of that heavy burden was killed.. for him, he couldn't feel his steps as his soul started flying now.. " Coffee ? " he offered her, " I wouldn't say no I think.. coffee "
( 2nd episode to follow )

12 comments:

Congratulations dear IYM!
Awesome.... yeah, thats the word! :)

November 10, 2009 12:45 AM  

:) xoxo Leenah

November 10, 2009 4:30 AM  

There's such sincerity in your writing and the want of selfless love, IYM. You truly believe in love, and that's half the battle won. The things we want most just takes that little amount of time / distance to get through. I hope & pray, the good guy up in the heavens leads prince charming to the Majlis of a loving, giving, selfless and sincere soul, who lives her life by her rules. Best wishes to you -- keep us posted please :)

November 12, 2009 5:05 AM  

You're so kind Rosh..
BTW, I still kept my Majlis.. you can express your frustration in my chatbox if you want ;)

November 12, 2009 7:33 AM  

I believe in Love rosh too! but love doesn't believe in me.
How are you guys... I miss all of you really really do

November 17, 2009 11:52 AM  

HLH.. ca va my love ?

What's the 'amp' you added to your name ? explain please ;)

You wouldn't be here HLH if love doesn't believe in Hot Lemon and Honey ;) Add any HLH recipe to any love game and watch the outcome.. Oooh la la

November 18, 2009 7:58 AM  

First of all, thanks for the honour of inviting me to your new blog IYM :)

Second of all, what an amazing piece of writing! I love the word "aura" (just as I love Coelho's works!) and I love anything to do with aviation.. as I always wanted to be a pilot.. so there you have it.. your writing get 5 stars from me!

Now the trick is to keep it up :)

November 18, 2009 11:20 PM  

Merci BuJ for 5-starring me :) glad that you liked it..

I always wanted to fly the concord when I was a child, and I was stepping into my teenage years I wanted to be an astronaut.. I mean it.. my imagination is as vast as the universe itself.. just like hiding in a tree and ... I guess I'm not telling all about it.. I better bring it out in the form of stories and novels :p

November 19, 2009 6:14 AM  

Oops.. here I am, typo.. eating my words again.. pardon

November 19, 2009 6:15 AM  

That's because you've got the killer Claudia looks HLH :p Just teasing :) Love believes in all of us, I think. The Q is do we believe in love in its truest / giving sense. I pray the 'Seal' of your dreams finds his way :) Hope things are well.

November 28, 2009 8:23 AM  

Keep injecting passion into your moments guys..

I love your company here :)

November 29, 2009 11:38 AM  

The author, the writing, and the company are all lovely :)

thnx for the welcome IYM

November 29, 2009 1:53 PM  

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