Life as it comes..

She lied there motionless after braving through five hours of labour pain she was in this sleep state after months of spending nights -sleepless and that angel beside her with big blue eyes was her only gain ... That night was a rough one but not rougher than her husband , who only wanted a son she thought of those dreams she had as a child of being married to a man ,one who would treasure his lady-so mild .. She was abandoned the moment they knew it was a girl baby an irony - being orphaned ,after she became a parent she thought it was a curse to her or a blessing in disguise maybe ?? and sought comfort in her baby's scent .. She cried her heart out holding those li'l feet but promised to raise her like a princess even if she had to beg on the street As they looked at each other,in their minds having their images -graven a beautiful story was being written above in heaven ........

I saw you in the crowd You were singing happy and aloud I could only notice that you've moved on in your life forcing me to drop my dreams of ,some day being your wife The bus in which I was sitting, moved too fast and hence just those few glimpses of you,in my memory, would last my heart felt that I should get down and come to you forever but , what if you choose to not recognize me ? For now or ever ...? I sat there feeling numb ,indifferent to the movements around  I wished someone would console me ,saying ,in life-what goes,comes around .. but the bus was filled with strangers now .. the strange part is that they felt more familiar to me than you , my love ... Maybe this is how life is , I thought , looking at the sun that while few enter your life with a reason ,the others last only a season  and while I sat there cherishing you for that one last time my stop arrived and that is where I had to stop my rhyme ...

              she looked back at him ,    his eyes could catch just the dimple of her one cheek            the breeze played its part perfectly and her dark brown tresses just flew in the air ..          it carried her beautiful scent to him            he just drowned in it ,dreaming of his life ahead with his beautiful bride  she just smiled more , counting the number of days left to  become entirely his ! ........

all doors - closed all curtains - drawn all lines - busy all clouds - dark all heads - tensed all nights - long all families - small all trains - missed all ponds - dried all thoughts - blank all seats - taken all smiles - fake all relations - complex  all games - twisted  all tunnels - endless  all paths - used all feelings - drained all friends - foes all hues - black                       all identities - lost ........................