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Sunday, January 29, 2012

She reigns his heart....


He met her long long ago. He still remembers that day, how can he forget, at one point of time that moment was supposed to cause him pain, happiness; all at the same time. He met her, he wasn't mesmerized but she was something new to him.He wasn't interested in her, he thought he was never gonna be. He was confused about her, regarding whether to be friends with her or not.She was something like from other world -
 "Jaane kahaan se aayi hai woh".He was in constant touch with her but still the spark was not ignited, i mean the spark of friendship. She was still out of his reach.
        Days passed, there was a slight improvement in him, everybody was elated.But the improvement was because of their frequency of meetings.He liked her a little bit, just a bit.He was in that stage of life where nothing is serious, so he couldn't understand her. She was something who is peaceful, calm like the sea-waves and he was like the violent waves on a full moon day. He was getting less and less violent, he was maturing. Finally, the moment came... they became good friends. But fate had something else in store for him.
        On a fine sunny day, everything was turning upside down for him. He didn't care about that but it was alarming.Something happened. That incident blew his confidence off in the air and he lost her too.He wasn't kind of sad but he felt something for her. As they say- "Good luck, bad luck, Who knows?". He met her again a few months later, it was as if nothing happened in all those days. They were back on the track, more refreshed and more nearer. He was glad he met her and there.. was the spark ignited again, much more stronger and more brighter. He spent evenings with her, was passionate about her for a certain level and he started liking her. He thought he was fortunate about getting her. He was happy and satisfied but the real cord was still left. Time went on and on, one day he had to leave her. She couldn't be his constant companion. She left, he left.
       One day , after a year or so, he met her.  These days he was missing her a lot, but he was helpless. He saw her, his hands couldn't reach her because she is far far away from him. He tried and tried and tried, he stood there at the shore helpless, he could only touch her but couldn't jump in, or rather drown himself in her.The pangs of separation is hitting him hard, he couldn't live even a moment without her, she's like a life-saving drug to him but in limited amounts. She gave him a chance but he was not mature enough to understand the inner meaning of her request and now he is suffering. He may do whatever but he could only touch her, he couldn't feel her, love her as he always in her absence.
She stood there like a mirage but more alive and he is thirsty one looking for water in the desert. She was the music in his lyrics of life.Yes, she is the music of his heart.
     
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She merged and stood in my heart
she took my life bit by bit
one single word of her would glitter like gold
but what to do, she disappeared into sand
She merged into my heart
but what to do, she disappeared into sand..




1 comment:

  1. As I told you already in person...I loved the idea behind this post. Very well written...And what a thought!
    ..."the music of his heart"- loved these words :) And the last six lines or so, they add to your already lovely post...a mirage, a hallucination or the real thing, one can never be too sure ;)

    Great work, yuvva :)) Keep it up...

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