Today when the sun would shine tearing apart the night's gloom,
It would peep through my curtains in search of it's friend
But, I would be gone.
The wind would carry the faint smell of my breath,
The creased bedsheets would announce my farewell,
The lonely chair in my room would sag in dismay,
The yellowing pages would lease life,
The blotted stains on those crumpled leaves of my worn out diary would hold my memory,.
The hawker by my door would miss a buyer,
The ice-cream parlour, would miss a lover.
I would no longer hear the honk of a roadside romeo,
Nor my mom's familiar clink of bangles,
No newspaper would glorify my disappearance,
Life would go on, but I would be gone.
"I want to see a setting sun", I told him as we sat in the shack looking at the bright sun gleaming over the waves. "Sure, let's not move anywhere", he readily jumped over the idea. We talked about everything that we had anticipated all along, this trip, our future together, family back home as we nonchalantly waited for the sun to set. It was only when the waiter brought a lamp to our side when I noticed that we had missed the whole idea of viewing the sunset! "Phew! I don't see the sun", I yelled out alarmed "laa", I heard him say. " Well, isn't it good that we can again come back tomorrow and sit in the same spot waiting for the sun to set", he remarked. Well, this is what I like about him. His ability to look at the positive side of life. Well, if not a sunset, we saw a pale moon's silvery gleam over those tall waves. We laughed and talked over endless cups of tea and food. While it was time to leave the shore, we di...
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