Same Place.

Recently there had been a commercial running on the Indian Television, depicting the inefficiency of a Maruti-Suzuki model, where a long lost friend chirps over a social networking side to her friend in the city, to meet up at the "same place". Perplexed, the guy moves into his car with very low fuel to search her. After crossing through the several "gallis" in Delhi, he found her in wait in-front of a cafe called "SAME PLACE", quite like the innmerable spots, in the city where i have had used to stand for you. Hours!

The dew settled in the long grasses of Maidan and Victoria Memorial; I used to trod among the longer grasses soaking my socks and boots in the moisture of purity; dew. You came and we used to move across the gates, trying to relive some past years and try to live in the present and look for the future. That "same place" will look barren, without your footsteps.

The commuters' platform railing of Esplanade metro witnessed by incessant hourly waits... Whenever I go to work, those railing shall bear the testimony of the "same place" where I used to wait for you... for the past 4 years! Love brings such thoughts, clouds them in your brain!

And then you ask: "What is the use to go and fulfill dreams, hurting and parting from so many..." The answer my friend is in the wind. That's life.. and that is how we have conquered the world since ages. Destiny unwraps the goodness of future...bright and high.

The flight alarm has started counting it's final few hours... funny how it came..I seldom remember... for it was just the other day we met! Today, US calls...its one "US" that becomes part of your life parting you from another "US". I shall wait for the previous "US" to take its shape, in full grandeur...same way, may be different time, but definitely the SAME PLACE!