Do You Remember...?

Do You Remember?

Do you remember?

The day….

The smoke covered narrow room

Set our first meeting place?

Two unknown faces

Glanced at one another;

Shy and timid eyelids

Joined met, just for a few

Fractional seconds…

And then, time after times?

Do you remember?

Gradually how the two eyes

Started to remain fixed on each other

For durations, uncountable…

And finally, came a time,

That they refused to glance at anything else

Of the universe around…

Do you remember?

We had a long walk together

Through the paths of life…

Lost we much, and gained little

During this journey of our

With joined hands.

We talked a lot,

And was talked about even greater…

Do you remember?

Do you remember,

The long days of confusions…

Confronting evening wars…

And even the longer nights of crying alone

Sitting on ice cold lonesome beds?

Do you remember?

Standing all aloof against the criticism

Of the rest of the universe,

We only held our hands more tightly and

Faced the ensuing thunder of critical waves,

That burst on us

One after another?

I know, you still remember.

You paid the price of it more heavily;

But never let loose the hand you grasped!

Do you remember?

All those beautiful hours of enjoying

The presence of one another…

And being departed

With a heart satisfied to the core?

You surely do, my friend,

My greatest friend,

As all I liked

You enjoyed that too

With full participation.

’Tis a long way baby,

Time has made us more cynic

Than we ever was…

But still….

I remember those days

As vivid as just yesterday.

Sometimes faith has thrust us close,

Often disagreement and some pressure

Out side tried their best to break the firewall of faith

And knock us down…

Often they rejoiced,

Mostly we revive back….

Do you remember, my heart?

I know, you still memorize those days of tears

And smile at one place…and all together.

Dear friend, dearest of all,

Here we reached …

A long…long journey through the

Windy hill roads and stony paths

Brought the two deserted souls here.

So here we reached

A united soul dwelling in two

Unalike bodies….

That never the world can separate,

None the deities can think of doing.

Come my friend,

Come my dear…

Let us hold our hands together

And have a sigh for one another…

And be sure, love…

None can make us separate…

None can even think of it….

   

  

Let Me Be Straight...

Every time, when cautious and timid 

You silently open up the window

Next to your bed,

And

Guarding carefully your face with the

End of the curtain

Lean forward to look at my silhouette downstairs,

I always think of delivering a few words

That might sound sweet to your ears

And

That you might stay leaned for a few seconds more…

Every time, immediately after my shadowy figure is discovered

I end up with a slight Thud…and the windows closed.

This is fifth time the window is closed before me

Since I came here this week end…

And now,

I am determined to convey you the secrets of my thumping heart!

Well enough! I have waited a long

To tell you all that I have in an atmosphere befitting

The Romantic Movie stills…

But

You know, that you never gave a chance…!

Well…finally now,

Let me go straight…

In the most casual and unromantic approach ever attempted

Here I utter the words…

Senorita…my lovely Senorita,

‘Tis very urgent for u to know,

And it would be so kind of you…

If you…

Allow me to make a phone call

To the Garage…

My car has broken down…

And

My phone is long dead to stir.

So, please, my beauty,

Don’t just reopen and shut the window

And blush,

Instead

Let me show

Where the telephone lies!

And

After that, please go on blushing

As long as you can!!!!

  

Except...

Everyone is busy these days…

The Bee labors hard to gather the honey-dew,

The Moth and Butterfly

Hardly get time from attending flowers,

The birds remain busy filling the air with chatters,

The Sun shines on earth,

The Moon looks as charming as always,

Even the flower remains busy colouring the barren land.

All are absorbed in activities of their own…

Something that pleases them…

That they enjoy,

And they would love to do…

But, I only refrain myself here

With no activities and no

Pleasure works to perform…

I only sit here, desolate…

With a thought single and simple…

Really I have no works to do

Except portraying you on the vacant air

And thinking of you….

You are busy with all your activities of life…

Major, minor…even negligible…

But I have here only one purpose to fulfill…

To think about you…and

Think about only you…

Don’t you dare misunderstand...

You are still much more important to me

Than any thing else in this universe….

You have a lot more things to settle down…

You have a lot more things to arrange…

But for me…

You are the only one…

And only activity, concentrating which I consider my life

Worthwhile!

The Blank Mirror : 2

Now, the pain, more piercing than ever before…

The shock, more intense…

The loneliness, more lonesome than ever…

And the agony is harder to digest…

The sky-overcast winked and winked through out the day…and had made all the universe wet with repeated thunder-showers. A damp melancholic vapour was coiling through the desolated one-roomed-flat…and desperately trying to make things worse.

Nobody was there to offer a hand of consolation and support…only the damp darkness prevailed.

All…all, are gone…The Old Familiar Faces.

Even the Mirror….the faithful old mirror also refused to remember and recognize the torn- fragile-face it reflected day in and day out.

The friends and foes have left me departed….through this mood of melancholic misfortune…all have had their own activities and agendas….

But for me…there is none… not even the Mirror, which always was so faithful and inseparable…

All…all are gone…..even the mirror that I had, refused to recognize the image it reflects.

Tonight The Mirror has turned blank once again.

Blank…and pitch black.