Where art thou,sweet stranger?
Where are you?This game of hide and seek...is beginning to worry me....I always thought you were nearby...very close...being elusive to torment me....every turn of the road..I expected to see you...and I lazed away hours wondering about teeny-weeny details about you.. like how you would crinkle your nose when something displeased you..or the way your eyes would darken with anger...and how you would throw your head back and laugh at my silliness!There are nights when I stare at the star filled sky...and take heart from the fact..that wherever you are..you are under the same starry sky:)I have been waiting for u from a long time...I have seen some strangers...who have eyes like yours...or a smile...similar to yours...but they are not YOU!!!Every romantic song I hear...reminds me of your absence from my side....I have my friends laughing at me sometimes...they think u do not exist....and there are times when I myself wonder whether I am being a fool..waiting for you......am i?But then I console myself..that there must be a heart beating somewhere which listens to the same song as I do...but my dear man..will I meet u..ever?Are u as eager as I am ..about me...or the cruel world has made u cynical and have u stopped weaving dreams...and making wishes?Every time u decide to occupy and dominate my thoughts..I invariably end up humming these lines--
"In the wee small hours of the morning
While the whole wide world is fast asleep
You lie awake and think about the boy
And never ever think of counting sheep
When your lonely heart has learned its lesson
You'd be his if only he'd call
In the wee small hours of the morning
That's the time you miss him most of all"
It seems such a folly(though I admit a very sweet one!) to miss someone u have never met.....I saw u in every page of Richard Bach's "The Bridge Across Forever"...but when is that u will come into my life...the wait is most tormenting!!!
Hammari zindagi bahut lambi hai...aur hamaare paas waqt bahut kam hai
Every monsoon comes empty-handed...the autumn sheds her leaves in silent agony and the winter sighs solemnly....looking at me still walking alone!Every beautiful sight I behold..every beautiful song that falls on my ears...makes me wonder.....when is the time..when(also whether) I get to share such beauty with u?why don't u give me some cue at least...do something to give me hope...like meet me????come home soon...I am waiting!!!!
"In the wee small hours of the morning
While the whole wide world is fast asleep
You lie awake and think about the boy
And never ever think of counting sheep
When your lonely heart has learned its lesson
You'd be his if only he'd call
In the wee small hours of the morning
That's the time you miss him most of all"
It seems such a folly(though I admit a very sweet one!) to miss someone u have never met.....I saw u in every page of Richard Bach's "The Bridge Across Forever"...but when is that u will come into my life...the wait is most tormenting!!!
Hammari zindagi bahut lambi hai...aur hamaare paas waqt bahut kam hai
Every monsoon comes empty-handed...the autumn sheds her leaves in silent agony and the winter sighs solemnly....looking at me still walking alone!Every beautiful sight I behold..every beautiful song that falls on my ears...makes me wonder.....when is the time..when(also whether) I get to share such beauty with u?why don't u give me some cue at least...do something to give me hope...like meet me????come home soon...I am waiting!!!!

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