The Woman I saw...

Oh my, these words are not exhausting. It just keeps on flowing. I take a deep breath and continue to keep my eyes closed to see your smile, see you poking fun in your classical way, to remember the poses you try during the clicks, the way you ask me to step aside and let you do the clicking, ah! all the good stuff.

An incident...

Bubbles \(^_^)/ I see you there. Whom are you hiding from? Behind the veil of mist, I can see you walk along and sometimes walk ahead of me. After having hidden 'A walk with my words', after having culling the appearance of those treasured images from timeline, after being denied access from all these mediums, I can still see you walking with me. That, is the very reason why I let go of all these mediums upon realising that they are of no good than just causing bitterness in the guise of a sweet bridge. 

My Girl...

In this silence, through this violence, with this resilience and not to forget our compliance, we are bonded in this amazingly unique way. Everyday I come crashing at your shores like the mighty ocean, yet, in the guise of untold emotions. Yet another sleepless night, just another lifeless plight, i guess. You possess all the might to take us to flight, what are you waiting for, is this alright?

A promise lives within...

It was that sunny day, our first walk, although not of the most comforting or romantic, it was still our first. Of all that happened that day, the one that shall never be broken will be the promise. I promised. I shall live by it. Nothing or nobody else matters. For, A promise lives within you and me now. Any other word can be forgotten or written off but not "the promise". Life's lemons could have made my other promises sour but no earth-sized lemon can cause any harm to this promise that lives within you and me. 

Restless...

Breathing in and out, moving from room to room, frantically searching everywhere, the huffs and puffs, staying alert without even batting an eyelid through these nights, tiring yet so brisk to keep looking forward, visuals, random scribbles, at times talking within ourselves, making conversations happen every now and then, rehearsing for a meet at the earliest, err... just few hours ago the sun went down and in few minutes it is about to rise again. Oh my... I am restless.

The Flying Kipper...

I was just like the Flying Kipper a month ago. Flying Kipper, yes. Always alike. But, did so after nearly 1,00,000 Kms+ of driving through these highways and countryside. It finally dawned upon me as to why I should not take it up with the entire family than doing it alone. The decision was made. When my Mom was so concerned and enquired how would I be able to do this, I said, "It is when I am at my worst that I can drive at my best. So, this will be a piece of cake". 

Untitled...

A week into the New Year 2018. A month since all that has happened to create a sphere of silence all around yet, so much of chaos inside. Every now and then, I can feel you. I get visuals about your surroundings, as to what you do, where you go and so on. I do not know if this is the same with you.  Even now, as I was trying to fall asleep, I sensed something that is going on with you there. And, I am here.