Of those paper-flights…
Of those cat dog fights…
Of those pillow talks on summer nights…
of those tiny boats
made from history notes…
The rain sank them,
but your memory floats…
Of those Report cards, that flashed pretty good marks 😛
Of those raised eyebrows that asked,” how on earth do these fools pass?!”
then knowing not of
“practical or feasible and pragmatic or possible”
For something we set our hearts on…
we jumped into any typhoon of trouble.
‘Fantasies and wishes’ were all that we could grow.
Of ‘Aspirations’ and ‘Ambitions’ did we ever bother to know??
of those ” what do I become when I grow up?”,
that changed overnight…
and then choosing what our hearts chose
over the best or the right.
And how can I forget!
Those endless rounds of Hide and seek.
Of I being the all-time seeker and you, a hiding freak!
Behind rose bushes, or peeking from tree tops!
Or hiding in the garage with the brooms and the mops!
Wherever on earth, you cleverly hid.
I was quick to find you and find sure I did.
But why have You taken such a long time?
I have been hiding since then,do I need to remind?
I was grumpy enough as You always hid.
but one fine day..in a promised bid,
You said you will be the seeker and let me hide…
And left me with a smile so bright and wide.
I told my heart, perhaps you were naive in this skill of seeking.
But when weeks became years…my heart begun sinking.
I thought I will ease your task a bit,
I moved my hideouts closer,hoping every minute…
“Perhaps No more waits this time.
you will find me soon and I shall be fine…”
But You moved on to par excellence.
As I waited then and I wait hence.
More ordinary than the ordinary could be.
with a sole little wish that you will come and find me.
Honking your Sedan while sipping on coffee…
do you remember those cycle races you once had with me?
Assessments and appraisals and meeting days and nights,
does it ever remind you of those Report Card frights?
Now when you nurture great “Ambitions” that touch sky-line…
do you remember the mango loots that then were simply divine?
If you get to find me someday
and I seem a simpering Fool…
You needn’t tell your kids I was your Friend…
Just say,“she studied with me in school.”
I want nothing but that you find me
and end these hide and seeks…
I wish to see you one last time
and find bliss on your cheeks…
It’s perfectly fine if you don’t recognize.
I would understand that’s “prudent and wise”.
I know you are busy and it ain’t “practical” no more.
But how can my heart fill those hollows that so deep you bore?
Please don’t forget that You asked me to hide…
I trusted you then and I do still confide.
Not someday soon but perhaps when you have time…
perhaps you will remember this unfinished rhyme.
I know I’m not that important to expect or to wait.
But I still hope you will turn up although a bit late.
You might remember then that
Someone’s waiting for a find…
I know I’m there… somewhere…still in your heart..
if not in your mind…