A little something….

Mostly I think about you. But sometimes yeah I do think about how would be life when there was no me, no you, just a little of you, a little of me and a whole of us.

Infatuation and love…..

I was craving for a piece of her.
The one all pretty and smooth. 
She had a veil.
You are not the one. 
She said.
Infatuation and love. 

It is amazing how our own eyes lead to one person and then again we see clearly why they were never meant to be in our lives. It is all just a mirage. Right People come in our lives until the time demands…

My fuel

You know what drives me day in and day out. It is that presence of yours that keeps me going. Like the fuel in an engine, running through its veins. Smooth, thick, viscous and yet unclogging, independent, gives freedom…….

Do you find any difference?

It was never intentional. 
We walked in the rain. 
Danced to the rhythm. 
We were two individuals.
Which one of us is left?
Do you find any difference?
It was never intentional……

Forever….

Forever there was a paucity of something. I saw you and I was Complete………

They were two but one…

They were two most beautiful pieces of the puzzle. Simple yet sophisticated. It was refreshing to see them, hold hands, talk to one another, look at only to make the other person shy away. This bond they shared reminded me of the bond of the wind to the wind chime. The music is soothing when both of them work together. In harmony, synthesized to a perfect tune. ……….

Her lips….

Someone who understands our silence should be held onto forever because the things kept to oneself are the things that bother one the most….