pacing up and downover and over againcounting down the minutesuntil your arrival looking at the phonefor the hundredth timemy hands automaticallydial your number disconnecting the line right awayunable to bear the silencei switch the phone offto stop me from calling you barely a minute had passedwhat if you had called?what if you

i could hardly believe it when i heard what you saidi couldnt wait till the eveningto hear it straight from you tell me what do i donow that the things which i only dreamt ofare going to come truetell what do i do evening now looks so far awaytime has slowed

sitting across the tablepatiently listening to what you are sayingi couldn’t help remembering i couldn’t help rememberingwhat i had said beforeabout what you are sayingabout your “worries” i find it hard to believewe have walked down this roadmany a times beforebut we still end up here again don’t go changing, to try

  coming home in the middle of the nighti find you sleeping like a kidone look at you and i am purring like a kitten i have had my share of pleasureand i have tasted painnever thought an angel would enter my life with all the things running in my mindi snuggle

i have been wondering how in one single day i started thinking only about you how do you describe a feeling? words run away from me things that i only dreamt of only witnessed in movies things when others used to say i scoffed at them for being fools but just like a hurricane you came and swept me off

pushing my way past the hordesi walk inside the restaurantunder a hazy spellof shock and awe   less than 24 hours agowe were strangerswalking the pathwe created for ourselves   one brief lookone little smilemy world was turned upside downin one single moment   love at first sighti never believeduntil the momenti saw you watching

Sitting in the corner watching everyone do something i couldnt help noticing you looking at me one look at you you turn away with a little smile leaving me looking at an empty space walking towards the door i see you engrossed in a book no movements, no looking up i rush past you i rush past you stop, look behind to catch

walking home on a sunday eveningthinking about lifethinking about myselfi get stuck in a sudden downpour without nowhere to hidenowhere to runi walk alongunmindful of the pouring rain seeing an empty bus standi walk my way towards itto escape the rainwalking my way towards iti suddenly slip and fall down gathering myself once

seated in the  conference room stuck in a meeting my mind thinking about nothing i was busy explaining a missed call at first another call from home disconnecting the line i continue with work next 30 minutes i was bombarded with phone-calls sms messages asking me to come home softly at first, sternly later completely flabbergasted and clueless about the barrage of

sitting inside the trainafter finishing worki watch the peoplerush home just like me like migrating birdstravelling a long distancei make this daily journeyfrom one end to another i make this journeyfrom one end to anotherto keep me distractedfrom all things i am missing a loving family i left behindmy happiness knew no limitssadness

i was a lonely traveller walking the path that no one never dares to that no one never dreams i wandered lonely as a cloud taking me where the path took me taking me where the wind blew me to i wandered like a long lost traveller many a times i was lost many a times i was wounded still determined to

I had a familya loving wifeand a pretty little daughteri called Angel Angel and i spent our timebuilding toy housesfeeding the little birds in the parkfighting with the little boy next door time flew bymy little angel grew into fine young princessthat’s when it all started that’s when it all startedthe fear

  seated in the cold benchon a mid april eveningi watch the kids rush home to escape the freezing cold seated in this benchwith arms and legswith eyes, nose and mouthjust like everyone else kids – big and smallmake me what i amdestroy me for what i am notsome decorate mewhile some

  Getting up from my corner i embark on my pink beauty listen to my favorite music keep driving smiling at the kids on the way enjoying the pleasure of riding alone with the soulful breeze flowing through my hair gently brushing my face i drive towards home a pleasure ride!   I get an eerie feel i look back only in time to see the darkness unfold and

as i race into the mid-day traffici kickstart my own racewith my eyes glued on the roadmy mind spins it own story the images of the last few hoursquickly scanned throughlike a computer doing its wizardrymy mind conjures up its own sorcery isolating a few imagesthe magic start once againnavigating through this