I sit and scribble ,try to get back to a time when you existed for me in real.It has been long and i am becoming oblivious to your smell. You were not there all these years but there is a part of me which is left with you when i left that small fairytale land .
I remember all of it from the strangest square handwriting of yours to the music we used to hum upon.I try to recall the festive time,the swings and the playful memories.You were somewhere there even in your absence.
I feel helpless because i know the hide and seek is for real this time .You are hiding somewhere behind the stars above.You stare at me constantly.I can feel your gaze.I wish on stars to give me one last chance to feel your existence.When i think of my childhood i think of you.Wherever you are in heaven above ,i pray you get peace.I will always remember you .Your memories are my most innocent asset .You are my unwept tear.
Life is happening all the time .Why cant,t we confess our emotions when we have all the time in the world ,say what we feel ,do what we really want .Love and be loved .Why we like to live in illusion?Why we let ego take toll on our relationships? Why we complicate what is already so complex ?Why we wait for the right moment ?Why we believe in uncertain things more when we can be certain by taking a little risk?Why we let go of people who can make all the difference ?Why we value things more then people? Why we manipulate what our heart feels? Why can't we be we ?Why we wait for answers when we don't even bother to ask questions!
I ask ,"why?"
Dedicted to a very dear friend P.Gupta .Thankyou for sharing something so special .
I remember all of it from the strangest square handwriting of yours to the music we used to hum upon.I try to recall the festive time,the swings and the playful memories.You were somewhere there even in your absence.
Life is happening all the time .Why cant,t we confess our emotions when we have all the time in the world ,say what we feel ,do what we really want .Love and be loved .Why we like to live in illusion?Why we let ego take toll on our relationships? Why we complicate what is already so complex ?Why we wait for the right moment ?Why we believe in uncertain things more when we can be certain by taking a little risk?Why we let go of people who can make all the difference ?Why we value things more then people? Why we manipulate what our heart feels? Why can't we be we ?Why we wait for answers when we don't even bother to ask questions!
I ask ,"why?"
Dedicted to a very dear friend P.Gupta .Thankyou for sharing something so special .
