Together, NOT Together, I was a part of YOU!

We never drifted because we were never together.

I know I shouldn’t be revisiting the past.

The courage it took me to message you.

The heavy pounding, the exhilaration.

Unlocking the phone, a million times

Just to see whether you have messaged or not

Checking my mobile data and battery juice.

The conversation lengthened. We never did mind.

We changed the platform. I opened up and you did too.

I at least believe, we liked each other for a shorter period.

Yes, I did a lot.

One year has passed.

I still feel my heart pounding, like it was pounding before.

A lot has happened. Things changed.

You stood your stance and I did mine.

And here I’m writing all the things flashing

About you, about us. I understand it is for a

Little while but the impact we make on people

Is all that matters.

We meet people, we see people, converse with people

Only for a short period. 

Few become

• Exotic destinations
• Peaceful vacations
• A short trip
• A detour
• A lost road
• But you were not anything of it.
• You were, we all call it “HOME”

Tagore’s Gitanjali – Homecoming

It was like homecoming for me.

Maybe it was not homecoming for you. It was one of the above mentioned ones.

It is not necessary that two people have to feel the same.

Same world, same things, different perspective.

You know how much I like stars.

Whenever I said you are my star, my only star that will shine the brightest forever in the whole of the observable universe or in our homes.

You always shine the brightest.

To be a part of that brightness, I think I’m happy about it.

Together, not together, I was a part of you.

I may fade.

I’ve lived my life if I’m there in your one millions of thoughts.

It is both saddening and moderately okay that I’m not being a part of you.

I understand I’m caught up with things.

Maybe if I wasn’t there, things might have changed.

But unfortunately I was there and things changed.

Yet I am happy to have conversed with you.

Maybe we will never meet.

I’ll be alright if you at least send me a message and if that message be “Let’s do this”.

Where can you find a happiest person in this world or at least of the people whom I know.

Lately, I have been writing a lot and I’m not sure why is it so.

There’s a gut feeling that you want to do something that you want to do something before you leave this world.

This is what it is.

Also I’m making it sure that whatever I feel is expressed.

I want to express everything and this is it.

A lengthy one I know.

This is not me asking you something or doing something.

This is me, this is me about you, saying little things.

All the things I said were true, at least of that I know.

• You, she and me
• All the morning dreams
• All the writing
• All the words
• All the letters
• Written and unwritten
• Heard and unheard

All the things you know, all the things you don’t know

All the things I said, the things I did not utter

All the things I thought, All the things I unsought and what not.

This will go on and on.

The only thing I would ask of you is to read this once again and remind yourself

• What you are
• What you are made of
• How significant are you for someone
• How wonderful person are you
• How bright a star you are
• What a wonderful teacher you are
• How excellently you shine as a teacher
• A daughter
• A mother
• An individual
• An atom and the whole of cosmos.

You are more than what you think you are.

You know more than what you think you know.

You are more.

Nobody has the right in the whole of your lifetime to treat you less.

Read and show this to a person who thinks very less of you or when you are down.

Show them what you are. Show them the letter and tell them to go to hell.

Darn it and Damn it.