I was surfing thro' the pages of my relevancesuddenly my face book flashed one of the hearts of bbps rohini delhi whom my heart has shadowed as backdrop of crunching reality and avenues slipping out of your hand like a fast and tricky snake
my another half visualised my new acquaintance and the heart of new found reality and relevance, a psychiatrist by profession. Her face simply flashed millionth at my cerebrum. I did wonder at my life taking shapes like a rainbow on the end of horizon
my friend and close to my heart who solaced a lot at my happenings with warmth and grateful moments explained the vacuity of our being and \ how to fill the possible elixir in the vacuum at our hearts, like I go to my office and take metro every day.
my heart was too scared at the impending realities at hand
my taxing responsibility of job and sudden crashing work at hand within a few days
I just look at the calender hanging at my room wall and faces me like a devil to unfold its tentacles
how recall too many hearts
as if they shall shadow my uncertain moments
but my heart asks
is that I am made for such stupid thins
all the time to come
or else
shall I have a moment of my own
I recall too many faces
probably I have no reply
source: Dr. Dimple.B
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