The Dark Passenger.....

As I walked bare footed, my legs touching the wet sand of the beach, my hands automatically sprang up imitating the flying posture, embracing the sweetness of the air around me. In that moment, I felt like nothing could go wrong…and I closed my eyes and instantly remembered the first time I had this feeling… I had gone to a fair with my dad for the first time…I was very scared as I had never seen such a crowd before. My dad sensed my fear and held my hands firmly and took me to a stall. It was a small stall filled with revolving paper wheels adhered to a wooden stick, each with a combination of different colours. They were all moving in their own axis due to the breeze….have never seen anything more beautiful than that till now….I still remember the sense of satisfaction on my dad’s face when he saw me…. The touch of a cold wisp of air brought me back to reality…I felt something wet flowing down my cheeks….I managed to sit on a rock nearby and led myself back to where I ha...

There was a time when we just had each other… When you lived far but were just a call apart When missing you was just another thing I loved about you When understanding you was a duty to me When silence between us had more meaning than words When meeting you was the best time of my day But that was a time when we just had each other Then suddenly I wake up one morning and that time is gone…. It’s still you and me but is it really…??? It’s still you and me sitting together….still looking at each other…. Still silence taking the better part of us…. But now the meanings have changed…the rules have changed… And every day is a struggle for us…struggle to keep what we had…. Struggle to keep what we have…  Years and years fall apart…. And We start over again… Maybe in some other life…Maybe in some other world… Maybe we can find each other….again... And maybe We can just have EACH OTHER… this time around!!!