Honored by Usha Ma'am & Rukhiya


>> Jul 30, 2008

It was an autumn afternoon
When we had flown the last kite,
Abandoning it at the sky
watching the orphaned paper-stick
Going away ,far,
Somewhere we couldn't see
As he had too , for all these years.

At this stage of life
Where the mind is restless for those
lost pictures, the blurry images
Were suddenly fresh with his arrival.

-Long time , no ?
--Really .Seemed ages.

Breathlessly we talked of
Memories we knew of us ,
we had of our own
Like kids savouring
Their bits of the afternoons.

Some moments are
As we walked towards our
Youthful reminiscence ,
Never knew how
Space and time abided by emotions.

-Look , that kite !
--So what ?
-Should we,now ?
--Who else is watching ?
-Do you care?
-- -(giggles)

And we ran.
Silently in unison ,
For you ,
A thousand times over!


[For all the friends I have , A true flight it has been for me ,because of you all]

4 well-wishers:

Rukhiya July 30, 2008 4:00 AM  

I had been waiting for this from you, since that day we had spoken about this. Very reminiscent of 'The kite runner' yet has your colors, all through. I love the way you held the kite as the witness. :)

Sashu... July 30, 2008 8:26 AM  

absolutely refreshing...reminiscences sweeeeet :)lovely!!!!

Muse July 30, 2008 10:43 PM  

Some moments are
for you
A thousand times :):):):):):)....

Cherished this one, truly:)

Usha Pisharody August 01, 2008 6:39 PM  

For you, a thousand time over...

Now, that makes perfect sense! A delightful, nostalgic and very very filling poem!

Loved it!

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