‘I cannot live like you. You live like a fish on land' was what you told me once. Long back! Remember?
You were correct. I was indeed a fish that was picked from the waters and dropped on the land. My world was snatched away from me. I was in a new world, beautiful and all that. But I could not breath.
Then you came into my life and gave me a new place to live. You gave me everything. I was happy. I started breathing once again.
Tuesday, July 08, 2008
.....on the same date as today, she was born.
She asked me to write a post.
And this, in the sweetest way I have ever known.
Just which could make anyone think over-
Was it indeed a post she asked for or was it a kiss?
Need say more?
How could I even deny?
I smile and accept thinking-
Guest role is all you give, but its lead role that I want.
Happy is what I want to make her.
And so here I am writing for her.