Imhabba ta' veru

Harstu kienet lejn l-ajruplan li kien ghadu kemm ghadda. Ridet tarah, xtaqitu. Imma fl-istess hin, ma setghatx turih xi thoss ghalih. Ghafset dawk it-tmien numri li bhal donnu mohhha kien dara issa. Kien facli tiftakru in-numru tieghu. Min fuq in-naha l-ohra instema' dak il-lehen li kien jghaqqadha jekk ikun hemm xi bicca mkissra, li jerfaghha jekk hi taqa'. Lehnu biss kien igeghlha thossha zaghzugha mill-gdid, kien bhal donnu vibrazzjoni li jghannaqha minghajr biss tarah. Imma Lilu biss kienet trid u minnu ridet aktar.

"Hello" instema' jghid hu.

"Nixtieq narak" qaltlu, "nixtieqek iddahakni mill-gdid, nixtieqek thaddani u rrid nesperjenza it-tghanniqa tieghek. Qalbi mherrija bl-ugigh li jien qatt ma'nista nuri." Kienet qed tahsibha jekk turihx, jekk tghidlux dak li kienet qeghda thoss, ghax min gie qablu tant wegaghha li l-wegghat kienu xi kultant jergghu jfeggu minghajr lanqas biss taf kif hi. Iddecidiet li turih. Ftakret fi kliem Nirvana fl-ittra li kienet kitbet ghal funeral taghha stess.
"...dak li ghandek taghmel, ghandek tghid ghidu...ghidu llum u minghajr dewmien." U kompliet hi "Ghax illum stess taf ikun tard".

U hekk iddecidiet. Il-kliem li kien ser johrog minn halqha kien ser jibdel kollox. Hajjitha u l-mod kif tahseb fuqha. Ridet li qalbha tfur bl-imhabba mill-gdid. Hasset li hu biss, bhal karattru minn xi storja seta jwennisha u jkisser dak is-seher.

"Ejja ha nigi fejn trid int, ghidli fejn"

Kienu joqghodu minuti il-boghod minn xulxin u ghalekk iddecidew li jiltaqaw nofs triq.

Hu wasal qabilha. Kellu sigarett mdendel f'halqu. Xaghru nokkli mrembel. B'dik in-naqra lehja, xtaqet tobrox qalbha, sabiex tillixxja il-wegghat tal-passat, - li ragel fuq ragel bena u ghawwar f'dak il-bir tant profond, fejn ir-riflessjoni ta' dik il-mara li xi darba kienet bilkemm kienet ghadha tidher - bilkemm biex imbaghad hu jkun jista jtiha wicc gdid.

Harset mill-gdid lejh. Aghmlilha sinjal biex tirkeb. U hi ghamlet kif qalilha. Hassitu diga qed jiddeciedi id-destin taghhom. Hassitu ragel jaf xi jrid. Hassitu diga qed jipprotegiha.

Ghannqitu u qabditlu wiccu bejn idejha. U hu b'tant hlewwa imma wkoll misthija hares lejha. Wiccu hmar.

"Taf thobb?" saqsitu hi meta l-ahhar ghajta tas-serduq kienet ghadha qed tidwi.

Hi stagghbet biha nnifisha u bil-kliem li hareg minn fommha. 'Ghala saqsejtu hekk?' hasbet bejnha u bejn ruhha.

U ir-risposta li taha kienet dak - li skond hi - ir-risposta li kull mara tixitieq li ghallinqas darba f'hajjitha tisma.

B'rasu baxxuta, u xi ftit misthi qalilha b'ton helu imma sod u b'konvinzjoni, "Ma rrid nghid xejn mizjud ma' dak li diga ntqal. L-imhabba ta' veru hija dejjiema u m'ghandiex bzonn spjegazzjoni. Taf tadgher u tahfer. Taf thenn. Hija imhabba tant kbira li thossok tal-genn. Imhabba - li anke jekk tiblieh jew tixjieh u titkemmex, jew bhal ritratti ta' dari, int ma tibqax sabiha tlellex - ghalija tibqa dejjem sabiha, bhalma diga ghidtlek fjura bir-riha. Jien hekk naf inhobb. Hadd qatt ma tani ic-cans, jew jiena ma hallejt qatt lil xi hadd jasal tant qrib ta' qalbi. Jien naf inhobb" temm jghidilha " imma nhobb biss b'imhabba ta' veru"

JV
XXIV.X.XIII

My thoughts....

Sometimes we think about the past and because of all the hurt and pain caused by other we cry. We also tend to cry when we sometimes think of what lays ahead, in the future, as this pain, the same hurt won't let us think or perceive things, achieve dreams in a positive way. But in doing so, we are skipping living this moment, the present and enjoying the people that really care for us and through our pains and our hurts see the real us. Good morning, afternoon, evening, night and day to all, wherever you are, wherever you'll be, whatever you're doing.....Jack.

Love is the best fashion...it's always in vogue and updated, it simply suits everyone that has a heart - Jack Vella.

Don't you show affairs of the heart to the brain. It might change your perception - Jack Vella.

Love cannot be quantified. If it does it's non existent - Jack Vella

the doorstep of the end of time.

I suggest that you read this poem with this music: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Sz1idnMQFOA
Tks Jack Vella

I've seen the stars floating in the see,
I could see a reflection and it wasn't me,
I could see the angels flying around,
I could hear the music,
yet there was no sound,
and on the ground,
and meadows of flowers,
I could hear stories being told,
children being fed,
and another card that was fold.
and in the mist and cold of yet another night,
I could see my image,
I could hear my plight,
Leave me not, for without you I am vain,
we'd still have to show our love,
and repeat it again,
and in the meadows of flowers,
I see you dangling your crown,
Let me be your knight,
but don't let me kneel down
let me fight and show you,
the courage I'm made of,
for beauty might shine,
but it won't last,
and then time passes,
and you won't see your past,
for our love is stronger 
than that of fairytales,
our heart is brighter
and can't be measured by scales,
for I might die or even you,
but we'd be remembered as the ones,
who made the world's roof,
the brightest blue,
cause I was yours in my lifetime,
so you were mine,
and we'd still be remembered till,
and on the doorstep of the end of time.

from the heart of a humble writer...

Every time I speak with you or hear you
or in my dreams see you,
or glance towards you,
my one castle that has my heart,
my woman from which I can't be apart,
and I know no one can ever take your place,
be with me in my success and in my disgrace,
be near me now cause I need you,

don't let me fall,
don't let me crawl,
cause you know without touching me what I am made of,
you know without seeing me what in reality I feel,
I tried to run away from all that love of yours,
but I reached a point I can't conceal,
I reached it and I know there is no return,
I'd rather see you in heaven
even if I had to burn,
don't ask me how, where or why,
but if love is there don't let it die,
I don't want to run or maybe hide,
I want to be the one by your side,
for I know you'd understand,
I can't really see you with another man,
maybe our love needs to have a renewal,
maybe we thought it was gold,
when in fact a jewel,
let it up, now let it rise,
let our love known
and do not disguise,
for my love for you,
before I knew you was sincere,
I hope that with these words,
'm making myself clear,
for words might glide, crawl and evaporate,
but I won't stop loving you,
even when late,
cause I know you can love me,
for the man in me,
for being who I am,
for it's me that you see,
and there will be no bible,
and when you need me,
there I'll always be.