PINES ARE SMILING AT RAJPATH..Dec.20.10.5.00AM

I could not feel the real love feelings for the last 20yrs or so

my univ did tel me what this word stands for
but it could not put me a reality quotient
probably it didn't have the powers to that extent

I was conversing live ( a rare bliss for me ) with one of my sweet hearts

I read the whole conversations too much repeatedly

the purpose was to know : what and where the love has been lost

this word is really exotic to truest form

you simply can't love if you wish
it comes to you of its own

but if it comes in any form : its the epitome of god : probably the rarest bliss one can have

I traverse my short distance at Rajpath everyday
with a thought full brain and empty hands
in a quest to know of my own self

and its the toughest aspect to know your own self

but I do it repeatedly
as this has proved the greatest challenge at my front of happenings

looking for the rainbow
whilst I know its too ephemeral

why my thoughts look sane
I ask too much of me

I visualise as if my life is burning to end
without a purpose at all

I ask myself
who is your love

and are you sure
it will realise you at all

I have no reply at all

so my questions remain empty
till the other day and night
evening too

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