They want to sit in aeroplane and travel the whole world together but their bodies are not in condition to do so.

They want to ride a horse and play polo but their age does not allow them to do so.

They want to be happy and enjoy every moment but their white hair makes every moment tasteless.

They want that as a couple their partner should die first or both of them should die together so that after their death no one can hurt their partner but their destiny does not let them to do so.

The darkest dream of 'I will die soon' haunts their real dreams, desires and themselves.

They are the cutest couple of every family 'GRANDPARENTS'.

I do not know what kills my excitement of the festival.
I do not know who ends the trust once I used to build on someone.
I do not know when love became a synonym for pain and regrets.
I do not know why I laugh so much when it's hard to even smile.
I do not know how I suddenly forget to talk or to answer anyone.


When I anticipate about myself
I have definitely lost myself somewhere

I was waiting for him on the escalator on one side of the road 
My Heart pumped at the highest rate when all at once realized abode.

Saw him looking generously dashing riding a scooter
He was wearing a white t-shirt and jeans and his hair were messy but modish.
And here I was standing in my usual tank top and jeans,
hair tied in a messy ponytail
just then He saw me, waved And parked his vehicle near my usual bus stop
I walked to his way with my bag full of books.


We sat on the bench and started random talks about everything except what we thought about.  
He then started using his phone and I was beginning to feel ignored. He on a spur of moment stopped and stared me and mentioned about our chats and phone calls
"How it started"
"How it became more Frank and comfortable"
"How good friends we became online but never met in real life" strange isn't it?

Then I told him I have to leave and the 'awkward silent moment' and he finally spoke "yeah"

We shook our hand and he refused to let me go
So I smiled and left his hand and eye contact and stood in the row

The bus started moving and I saw him standing there only, shrugging his shoulder and leaving that place.

That was my first and last with him or anyone!!

One more time raise your voice, my little girl
One more time hold the ***** hand approach you
One more time cut that tongue that gave you the names
One more time take the  avatar of empowered "Maha Kali"
One more time be UNSTOPPABLE