They say you’re merely a fragment of my imagination
But I, somewhere at the back of my mind, know
we’d meet one day, like air meets fire
I remember playing on rugged grounds
And those 10 kilometre-long ‘pilgrimages’ via metro rapid transits
Cafeterias were no less than monasteries
And assignments were a mere formality
I admit things have gone downhill
Time didn’t stop for me, and neither would it stop for you
And I know, I have gone a bit too far
But I always had the courage to return
Be it past, present, or future
Each moment of mine spent in silence
Was a sheer waste of time
While everything else was moving, I lay motionless
With a thousand fragments of broken thoughts overpowering me
Now, I seem to have realized
Even if we travel at the rate of knots, we’d end up nowhere ( for it’s a vicious circle)
I know, I left without a trace.
Smiling at you, rather nonchalantly.
But, breathing in the sillage of memories,
brought me back to my senses
But deep within the memories, I couldn’t erase, you were right there…
I completely understand
That I am, just as everything else, fragile and transient
And that all we need, is to live in this moment
For it would never return once it vanishes into thin air
This sillage of memories didn’t let me get carried away…
Distorted Musings... 