Everyday I pass by the twin arcade
Everyday I pass by the twin store

But I never perceived the old man
with his blue turban ,
with his credential,
with his assign attire,
checking the folio of every passerby

But instantaneously,
my eyes seize the eyes of the old man
but he gyrate around

He was white as the winter snowfall,
He was cute as my Grandpa,
He smiled with torment,
He looked with keen eyes,

     But I wondered why?

In this hazy cloudy cover
where the old man is waged
I evoke the days of my mother barking to wake me up,
but her utter ampthy of beholding me dormancy,
let me took off from my phronthistery
did someone showed the same affection to the old man

I awe why he was working at this senility?
I awe where was his progeny?
I awe did they left him?
I awe was he alone?
  
             I desire to blather with him and ask him to be my Grandpa

But the old man was overshadowed
with my beau tight embrace
and I left the arcade
but in a hankering to meet you again Grandpa

Oh!! Your shade
you appear to be seductive violet
to brick red for your mature taste
my tongue is greedy for you
you calm my nervous system
but my heart envy you,
as nobody can give me such pleasure,

Your one sip,
reminds me of,
how passionately  you were made,
how each hand picked berries were minutely harvested,
how each berries were separated from stem & leaves to reduce the bitter taste,
how each berries were tipped into a receival bin,
how each berries were crushed to extract your purity
So the flavour of each berries can be felt
You are not too sweet, you are not too bitter,
thats what give me pleasure

"You share a human relationship bond"
  nor too sweet neither too bitter
   that creates love between a relation

You are not just a drink, you are the nectar of lords,
you make people beautiful to adore themselves,
you are the king of romance, where everyone wants to be your queen,
You are the shadow in darkness,
You are the undefine,

Thats you
"My Red wine"

With my headphones on,
Tears are rolling down by my cheeks
as it made me remember of
" you and me baba"

Today again we ended up fighting,
it was supposed to be our day,
but I forgot promises are meant to be broken
And everytime you prove it right,


The world says there is no relationship beyond
  "Ma and child"
But I wanted the world to be wrong,
because I always loved you more than ma,

Everytime I needed you,
You were never there,
but I understand your work,

As days passed,
you were going far from me,
I made myself believe the vague things,
Everyday I woke up to spent a day with you
but passing time made us more separate from each other,

I dreamt of becoming like you,
I saw me in you,
but I was wrong ,
because I always wanted family
not the comfort you were giving us
but you never understoood,
because you never had the time to talk with me baba,

I wanted to show the world
the relationship of
    "Father and child"
by changing the god given lineage of the world,
but  I was wrong,
for being such an foolish,
   "And you couldnt be my dad"