Thought of finally saying out how he really felt,
What never came out, what shouldn’t wait.
Someone intervened before he could assert,
Too late. He was too late.
I Looked at your eyes, smitten,
And asked with a voice that was shaken,
“Will you be mine, for now and till eternity,
Or will you say no,
And forego this chance at serendipity…”
Picnic was an event that I usually preferred to skip. But in engineering I had found a reason to attend it. And the reason was quite simple, logical and primal. I liked a girl and I took every opportunity to be with her. Picnic simply provided me with an opportunity to interact with her without any one raising an eyebrow.
Moving through the unknown path,
Looking for what was once mine..
A race against time,
To feel your touch so divine….
There’s this girl, Anamika, in our batch. Not much beautiful, yet cute enough to deserve a second glance. At the first glance, one would take her to be a silent and introvert kind of person. But those who have the opportunity to get to know her, to spend some moments with the ‘real’ her, and not just some goody-two-shoes act she was putting up, knew better. I was one of those elite few.
I LOST MYSELF
WAS WHEN I WON YOU..
NOW AM WALKING THROUGH THE LONELY LANE,
HOLDING ON TO THE UNKNOWN PAIN…