OUR ENTWINED LIVES......

Looking out of the window, feeling the cool invigorating air,
I remember the first rains of the last monsoon spent with you.
Stolen moments amidst the wet ones,
A few special ones amongst the fond memories.


As I draw the shawl over my shoulders
Drink the last remnants of a fragrant tea,
A sense of hope and fondness comes back,
Enveloping me in the warmth of our love.


The dreams that we had dreamt and still do,
The hopes that we had and still do,
The lives that we had and still do,
Nothing will change to upset the apple cart.


No matter how far are we from each other
Or how near,
Nothing has changed and nothing will
Except that we still know each other very well!