It seems or so people say, the moment we are born our fate is already etched on to our foreheads ;
how i wish mine was a different one, i could then do all that i wanted, the way i want to, carefree and not bound by any restrictions;
how i wish you could stay with me, spend our time together without a care not worrying when you will be taken away and hidden from us all;
moment when you left, still visible in my eyes, those sweet, laughter filled eyes turning into a ravaging floods, once the realization set in;
unable to stop you, unable to do much beyond waving goodbye, standing amidst a sea of gloom we bid you farewell, hoping the next time is much longer than this time;
——————————————————————————————  according to Hindu mythology.
written for my niece, who refused to leave us and go back home. Eventually had to trick her and make her board the waiting taxi. The moment she realized she is leaving, her happy face turned into something that is beyond words.