Not all days

......are like today. Most days I don’t think of you. I sat under the morning sun to feel the warmth of a hug that I missed. It wasn’t all. I even cooked the breakfast you always loved.

Yet I forgot. Sometime between ironing and packing lunch I forgot the fact that you were there in my life once. I forgot you.

I died today

‘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.

But today you should know, I DIED. You left me at the edge of a table, which you knew was half broken already. You told me ‘I will be right back honey’. You lied. You never returned. You forgot perhaps. I don’t know.

That’s when I DIED. Rather that’s when you let me DIE.

Amen.

22 years back....

.....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.
Never mind!

Happy is what I want to make her.
And so here I am writing for her.

“Happy Birthday!”

Two important dates….

that I deliberately try to forget:

1) My mom’s wedding anniversary
2) My dad’s death anniversary

I confess

I confess:
I always try to escape,
I do lie.

I confess:
I am never guilty,
I never regret.

Or

I confess:
I always try to escape,
I am never guilty.

I confess:
I do lie,
I never regret.

I know I can never be professional.

Leave me alone

When you say you want to be lonely,
I know you want to be with me.

Only way

When every attempt of being close to her heart fails.
Forever!
The last thing you want to be is the locket on her chain.