She taught him to love …and when he learnt how to…she found true love in the arms of another.
This is a verse from his perspective…*


The raindrops taste salty
Ah !so salty like
the many seas lashing
her gaze…her kiss…her touch

I SING FOR MY SHORES LOST
WERE THOSE WAVES EVER MINE?

This Sawan –in perennial chaos
bearing the fragrance of her un-tamed locks
tumbled on an unquiet heart once
during seamless flaming dusks…

I SING FOR THOSE SCENTS LOST
WHERE HAS MY ETERNITY GONE ?

This damp evening however…
the ragas echoing her laugh
blow like tiny whirlwinds
filling every crevice of HIS INFINITYs

I SING FOR MY NOTES LOST
I THOUGHT THE SKIES WERE FOREVER MINE

IN VAIN DO I WAIT AGAIN
FOR THOSE WAVES…THOSE SKIES…

KNOWING YES…
KNOWING…