Echos

The world gets smaller and smaller… And one day suddenly it blows up to create distances. Both physical and mental.

Then we a chance to contemplate

On the lost and the rest…

We start empty handed and so do we perish.

We learn all we can under the sun…

Some learn more, some a bit less…

But ultimately, we all go in the same earth, feel the same sun and sand…

We all dream but few realize it

We work till our blood clots, talk till intestines dry up…

Then drink till we get drowned, sleep till we get woken up for the next birth.

But you are way too different.

You have music of your own… notes of your mind, symphony of your intellect.

You have a calm composure, yet so joy ant and lively.

You have a charm of your own.

You have no regrets, no notions, no apprehensions.

That’s what I like the most about you… your clear conscience.

Your being with me enlightens me.

Takes me to a whole new dimension.

Shows me the facets of life and living

And always stresses that WE ultimately are the living.

But still, I cannot be like you.

Your wings of freedom, bosom full of ambitions and valor…

Just seems so unachievable

Your ideology stands strong on all grounds of life though.

I always repeat your words in my mind,

“Today is where your book begins… the best is still unwritten

Let the sun in let the wind in

Let go your inhibitions

Speak the words on your lips

Live your life with wide open side

Share it on the blank page

Illuminate yourself

Taste the freedom

Speak all what is unspoken

Indulge in yourself

Set yourself free.

Your body cries, but there are only butterflies…

Remember, you are one in the million and not easy to find.

No one else can do it for you”

And then I remember Natasha…