MERI JAAN

Why is that when I think about you it pains?
Not the pain that stings as a consequence of hurting,
I know you are there for me at any moment of your life
Still,
Why is that I feel like this...the pain...
Incidents are countable throwing smiles at me
I want to make it countless somehow
May the winter leave and bring back my summer with you
I never gave it a thought of 'Stay in touch'
As we pass on words maybe twice a month
They say routine talks leaves with no words someday
But I say bare talks will lead you there
Sometimes I fear being possessed by you
Sometimes I cherish the long call talks
Sometimes I fear me losing you in the mid-way
I never want you to be the dew drop in my leaf
I always need you to be the dew in my shell
Time turns you the Best pearl that anyone can possess
I'll be proud to shout out
I have someone who can grant their hand
To cross the pace of my fifty more years

Morning,
I want to sit at the pantry
With you stirring the coffee
Noon,
I wish to open the lunch box
With you snatching it from me
Past Noon,
I long to fill the couch
With you lending one ear of your head phones
Night,
I want my next seat reserved for you in cab
With you blabbering the Grey's anatomy to me
Simply,
I want a friend to stay there for me
or
I want to be a friend to stay there for you
Day to night stuffing our friendship, compassion and concern
Today...Tomorrow...Forever...
At least till anyone of us bid Good-Bye to the world!!!