Your legs are shackled but you still yearn for a flight.
Your body has been in a battle but your spirits are high,
Your steps may falter but your heart knows to leap.
You have dreams,hopes, aspirations, and a beautiful life to keep.
Your father has saved each penny to get your legs repaired
Your mother has, in the dense kitchen dreamt of you coming alive.
They have seen you fall, they want you to rise,
They want you to be what you always surmised.
Today, I hear the sound of ghungrus coming into life,
Your feet finally escaped the slings you hugged by.
The world froze, as you mastered a step.
A step towards life, a step towards light.
A step which was as warm as a smile.
You finally won the battle which was for long forsaken.
For, your legs might have been shackled but your heart knew to leap.
"My love is enough for both of us", she often felt those words ring in her heart. She finally had understood that life wouldn't always follow her designs. That people are meant to leave but their memories won't. She often had wondered how someone could love her to such an extent when that person had always known that she wouldn't reciprocate those feelings. How could a person stand by her when she always acted as a fleeting shadow. She never had given hope for she knew the pain of dejection but he kept hoping like a hopeless vagabond. How she wished that he would some day hate her enough to let go. She devised ways to free him from this web, she acted cold, turned indifferent, did everything he detested and she finally saw some changes. It was a relief, he finally seemed to take hold of his life. She could see him grow responsible. He finally it seemed was learning to love himself. Phone calls died, meetings subsided, they become known strangers. All this while ...
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