What started as "hi.. are you new to the class?" to today's sitting in the balcony and watching the mysterious and beautiful sun sinking into the horizon. It feels like nothing has changed... but nothing remained constant. Everything around us changed, the place we live, the new relation we are now bound with, people we interact with, jobs we do, the way we interact with each other.... everything. But when I look into your eyes, it is still the same. It reminds me of the day I first saw you- you trying to help me. Even today, every time I look at you, the same concern and love are still evident.
Things did not change much... memories are still fresh and alive. It feels like you and me are frozen in this world running haphazard around us. This world never cared for people who lag behind. It is mercy-less in abandoning its children who don't run fast enough. But I never cared what this damn world thought or acted like. I was lost in a completely different world- a world of your thoughts. A world where i did not have to run, but stand still and watch. Nothing else seemed important or worth. This world calls me crazy but why do I get the same feeling when I see them?
People say that everything changed and we should change too... our relation should change... I should get on with life... but how do I get on with life, when YOU are my life? They say you are gone, you never come back, we are no more husband and wife, but I am a widow and you are dead? How can you be dead if you still live in my eyes?
I wish you missed that bus.... I wish my memories erased...... I wish I was there in the bus.... i wish.....
(In memory of all those who were victims of our collective negligence)
Things did not change much... memories are still fresh and alive. It feels like you and me are frozen in this world running haphazard around us. This world never cared for people who lag behind. It is mercy-less in abandoning its children who don't run fast enough. But I never cared what this damn world thought or acted like. I was lost in a completely different world- a world of your thoughts. A world where i did not have to run, but stand still and watch. Nothing else seemed important or worth. This world calls me crazy but why do I get the same feeling when I see them?
People say that everything changed and we should change too... our relation should change... I should get on with life... but how do I get on with life, when YOU are my life? They say you are gone, you never come back, we are no more husband and wife, but I am a widow and you are dead? How can you be dead if you still live in my eyes?
I wish you missed that bus.... I wish my memories erased...... I wish I was there in the bus.... i wish.....
(In memory of all those who were victims of our collective negligence)
Oh Poor Crowd!
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