welcome

Welcome. you finally made an appearance in my being. though by some standards you could have taken some more time, but these days the pressures are such that you are expected early in our lives. i hear sometimes people feel they have not made it in life if they dont have you. so when i first realised your presence, i almost heaved a sigh of relief. right now only those very close to me and the really discerning can spot you but very soon it will be obvious to the world. till that time, i intend to enjoy the way you caress my cheek and make me feel a little different everytime i realise you are there. we are set for a long journey together.

my single strand of white hair, welcome.

(btw, obvious comments are best avoided!)

I hear about you once in a while

I hear about you once in a while
Your name leaps at me as I leaf through pages
or as I scroll through the net
I stop my hand,
but it moves, clicks on the link nevertheless
My hand is a sadist,
or is it a masochist?

Every time I wake with a thud
and in those seconds,
as I try recall why
your face appears
You blend in with every bad dream I have

What if I come across you someday
What will I say
Will I smile
Will I run away
Will I feel the same as I did the day
I turned to find you gone
leaving a conversation hanging
a slice of my past, rigged
the warmth of memory, punctured

I believe you are happy
Some people tell me so
I don’t know what to make of it
I don’t know whether I wish you were
or wonder how you could be

All I feel is numbness
I feel it every time I hear your name