I Remember..

I remember the time..
we held our hands,
the time we walked
in the alleys of a secluded 'ferozeshah kotla';
the moment we clicked
the circle on the wall.

I remember the smile
that was given on a cafe terrace,
the hug at the metro station,
and the surprise peck on the cheek
secretly at the new delhi station.

I remember the firm grip on my hand
in the bustling sunday market,
the glance in the reflection in an auto
which caught me by surprise.

I remember the sunny day
spent walkin in the heart of chandni chowk,
the evenin in a pub
at connaught place,
when we secretly blushed at each other.

I remember the hands held
under the table.
And a walk on a long road,
after the wishlist was written.
ah! twas magical.

I remember the look in your eyes
when i stared at you in the mirror
and we chose something for me..
i even remember the way our hands touched
when we walked in the streets
and i was disappointed.

I remember the longing
i had
for you to come and say
i am back and won't leave you ever.
and the last memory i have
is of a boy who left me
all alone in the crowd
when i came to hear him say something,
something special.

The days were beautiful, blissful
and would stay with us for life.
whether you are there or not
i promise i would smile
for i saw them and felt them with you.

Let it flow..

If we can smile in happiness, why do we hesitate to let the tears flow in sadness? The emotions and the depth of feelings our tears make us experience is pure. And while I write this note, the water in my eyes explore the contours on my face and find a path down to my neck. Ah! experiencing the void within can be so difficult.

I smile the whole day, share gossips and giggle around. And when I sit with myself, my "Best friends" appear in my eyes. My sister finds it too confusing when I manage to cry and smile-together. She always asked me to decide what I really wanted to do!

The memories are very powerful. They can make you laugh your heart out when you are accompanied by your friends. And, they can melt your heart & moisten your eyes when you are all on your own.

But.. this flow of emotion is very important for it cleanses our soul and lightens our heart. Unfulfilled dreams, unmatched deals, distant expectations and loathsome words-these all hurt us and stay registered in our heats to make us cry time and again. Needless to say, Dad's appreciation , mom's gentle touch and a friend's hug makes the water of emotion find a path for itself too.

"Tears are as natural to us as breathing and there is beauty in allowing yourself to be open to the pain of tears.

How wonderful it feels to give in and let tears flow when we are overwhelmed with emotions, whether we are happy or sad. Tears come from the soul, from our well of feelings rising from deep down".

As I pen this down, my tears keep rolling back and forth and again I smile and I cry- all together, just to confuse my sister yet again :P

This photograph was taken from REUTERS. The pain experienced by the lady is so visible and the emotion so pure.