The first time you were gifted to me, little did I imagine what you will end up being in my life....As I cradled you in my lap that day, admiring your pretty face, with a tinge of smile as I waved my hand past you, you touched my fingers tenderly....We tangled our hands and we set off to tread together....Since then I can hardly think of a time when you were not with me....You have seen me during all seasons....vibrant during the spring of joy, jubilant at the breeze of success, ripped off by misery, pensive during a recovery and melancholic while fighting with segregation....I filled you with my senses, I filled you with my words....There you carry with yourself the black stain of smudged kohl that oozed with my tears when I suffered the first heartbreak.Like an unfailing friend you bore all the words with which I filled the space between us....There you have all the scribbles which I unleashed when I first tried my hand on poetry.........You were the only one to witness me trying to catch up Celine Dion "Every night in my dreams" at the onset of another spring in my life....And you were the only one to see me ugly and timid when fate left my hand........You knew even the darkest secrets of my life....My pleasant dreams, my secret crushes, my latent anguish, my unsaid despair....From the sins I committed to the victories I established, you had all of me!!!....You, in the true sense, are the only soul mate I can have....
I can recall the time when I flunked in my Physics test and returned embarrassed by the show of my failure. I retreated back to my den, held you in my arms and sobbed...Kid as I was then, I just pulled you closer to my chest and found solace in your surreal presence.....There was the time when the first hymns of 'Jibonmukhi' inspired me to play with lyrics, lyrics that could have been a poetry of folly for many a minds but you preserved them like ballads of our love story!! You possessed the rose petals that caressed my face during that kiss in the rain and you contained the solitude that gripped me during the days I had to obliterate the magical ecstasy which molded the then-so-genuine emotions....You portrayed my juvenile wishes and the innocence that lingered with them and you also express the gradual disappearance of the unsullied child who used to fly kites in the crimson of the setting sun.........Yes, I have emancipated her as she deserves no place in the museum of sensibilities.....
You gazed with open eyes the relentless trail of tangy water which were flowing freely the day my heart was bruised at Dada's demise. Only you halted for me at that harrowing hour even when the rest of my world learnt how to move on even being pulled back by strings which were voluntarily tied. There you were... There I were and there was serene night with silvery lunar dim light.....Even those years passed by......Sands of time!
I'm delirious now of those times when your mere presence was the key to my gaining hope and will for a new sunrise even in the most tumultuous storm of life. Because you had the assets of my life... Because my feelings became tangible when they were within you and you became the true imagery of my entity......
I have been disgrateful at times, becoming oblivious of your existence when happy ripples and jovial people summoned me to mingle in their revelry. But you never took them to your heart.... You were benevolent, forgiving.....You were wonderful! You speak of my life....Even days ago as your brittle yellow leaves creaked when they were disturbed they took my name....Now that you ruptured entirely, I am left with an inexplicable enigmatic unsurity.....Where to find nostalgia again? Where to get hold of 19 long years?.....Nowhere....Because I said before....You had it all, you had all of me.......
p.s.: My dear notebook just passed away this night.....She was the truest friend I ever had.....Let her soul rest in peace within the paradise of all the love my heart can provide...People might say it belonged with me but to clarify dear ones it was I who belonged with her! Bidding adieu at this touchy hour....Amen!
I can recall the time when I flunked in my Physics test and returned embarrassed by the show of my failure. I retreated back to my den, held you in my arms and sobbed...Kid as I was then, I just pulled you closer to my chest and found solace in your surreal presence.....There was the time when the first hymns of 'Jibonmukhi' inspired me to play with lyrics, lyrics that could have been a poetry of folly for many a minds but you preserved them like ballads of our love story!! You possessed the rose petals that caressed my face during that kiss in the rain and you contained the solitude that gripped me during the days I had to obliterate the magical ecstasy which molded the then-so-genuine emotions....You portrayed my juvenile wishes and the innocence that lingered with them and you also express the gradual disappearance of the unsullied child who used to fly kites in the crimson of the setting sun.........Yes, I have emancipated her as she deserves no place in the museum of sensibilities.....
You gazed with open eyes the relentless trail of tangy water which were flowing freely the day my heart was bruised at Dada's demise. Only you halted for me at that harrowing hour even when the rest of my world learnt how to move on even being pulled back by strings which were voluntarily tied. There you were... There I were and there was serene night with silvery lunar dim light.....Even those years passed by......Sands of time!
I'm delirious now of those times when your mere presence was the key to my gaining hope and will for a new sunrise even in the most tumultuous storm of life. Because you had the assets of my life... Because my feelings became tangible when they were within you and you became the true imagery of my entity......
I have been disgrateful at times, becoming oblivious of your existence when happy ripples and jovial people summoned me to mingle in their revelry. But you never took them to your heart.... You were benevolent, forgiving.....You were wonderful! You speak of my life....Even days ago as your brittle yellow leaves creaked when they were disturbed they took my name....Now that you ruptured entirely, I am left with an inexplicable enigmatic unsurity.....Where to find nostalgia again? Where to get hold of 19 long years?.....Nowhere....Because I said before....You had it all, you had all of me.......
p.s.: My dear notebook just passed away this night.....She was the truest friend I ever had.....Let her soul rest in peace within the paradise of all the love my heart can provide...People might say it belonged with me but to clarify dear ones it was I who belonged with her! Bidding adieu at this touchy hour....Amen!
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