Durga's Random Thoughts.

The damsel,she stole my heart.. I dont know how I fell in love... Of course with her,a piece of art! And no one else,gets my bow!! Dearest,I know you are not aware, of what is running in my mind. but I assure you that I am aware I love u,with my whole of mind. That is all I too know... Why?Why do I love you? You may ask...And it is 'cause..lo.. Well,I donno..an' cant tell you.. May be 'cause you are fair.. But I have seen fairer.. May be cos you are intelligent. But there are women more intelligible.. I know I love you,one of my claims.. But I am a coward,as of my kind, I fear rejection n consequences.. hence disabled..about my own find. One day I will muster up,n not cow.. some courage and tell you... How much I love you.. and all that what runs in my mind now... May be u will understand, May be u wont... But I will say.. Even if this strife runs very late through our life.. Because I love you n want you to know.. how much I love you dear..how much I love you!!

I don't know why I am disturbed. I just know I am. Hell! Its been long. I wish to see him. He may not love me. But i do love him. He has not yet seen me or that we talked. Virtual meeting does not mean anything. To him or to me. And the end is near. Mine. And he does not know that. Or does he? Has my friend talked? May be he has ,may be he has not. 51 weeks more. And then.. Ah! There he is. He had to wait. Till i was in here. In my death bed. Sitting near me, he was trying to smile. How beautiful!! He should know it. I tried to tell him that. But, my voice is gone. And this seems to be my 'Last Day'. In the frustration, my eyes filled. Overflowed. Streamed. Well,where was my voice wen I needed it??? She is crying. She should not be. I cant love her. But I like her. And she wont die,I want her to live. Hell! I had to meet her the first time, in her Bed. Death Bed. What a coincidence!!! 'My Swadhesh Wali is fine.' I told her. 'And I too am. And relax' 'You...

Two eyes. searching for me. Where is he? -the owner of those piercing eyes? My eyes. searching for him. Where is he? -the owner of those eyes? In crowds, in solitude, in dreams,when awake. I search. Where are you? Why do you come to me as just those eyes? -piercing eyes? Where did you get that glow from? Or is it a trick of light? Or do I imagine? Nothing can pass that glare without a dark scan flare. Will I? Will you remain just eyes? Or will you one day come to me? Whole? Will I sustain the burn of ur look? Will I be yours? Will you EVER be mine?? Mine alone?