I waited so long for you to call my name once more that I lost my own identity.
Magical
Sometimes two people spend years fighting and praying to get rid of each other… and only after their wish becomes true they understand each other, in separation. There is no match made in heaven and love as first sight is melodrama. People fall in love only when they learn how to evaluate each other as the person they are. When that happens all other differences vanish. That’s why they say love is magical.
Note

A little mouse left the empty wrapper of the last Waffy with a note.
Freedom
And someday I’ll vanish in this endless crowd of nameless faces… leaving no trace behind. The free bird will find its free sky.
Colours
I’m ever worried you will forget me
I sprinkled colours in our moments
To brighten the pages of your story
Not that I need a mention or notes
Only my mute tunes in our memory
Unseen
Most people live in oblivion… in an enigma of progress and brighter future. Interestingly, men always aspire for the next glorious step but know little about the steps they never had to take. Though they think they have seen it all, most never had to make choices that can leave a scar for the rest of their lives.
For example, in a developing or a third world country, what’s the real reason behind a mother selling her child? Is it the dream that her child would have a better future or is it just the means to live through another month? What really makes life or the prospect of a better future so invaluable? Life, at least for her, would have only brought pain. Probably life doesn’t win over death, it’s hope that wins over death.
These people don’t communicate. Neither do they register in the progressive world, not do they have any future. They are only replaced by the next generation to go through the same suffering.
Existence
Of course, my love for you was 24 carat gold. No one else could ever love so blindly, so selflessly. And my pranks which irritated you then should have turned into memories to cherish by now. Time has taught me I am infinite and belong to the void. My presence is only that of a passenger in a train whose mode of travel keeps changing forever. So preserve the years I left with you somewhere deep. I’ll know they exist in you.
~ The hopeless romantic’s evergreen soliloquy
Departure
There’s no reason left to stay
But I hold on to my last breath
Stare restless at the lonely way
Trying to impede nearing death.
Though it’s dim and I don’t see too far
I wait to leave as your footsteps near.
Man and superman
Complacence keeps man from becoming superman.
Shelter
Most people live in achievements and aspirations. I live in memories. The rest comes for free; with time I care even lesser.
