Down the memory lane

We come across many whom we admire

We come across some whom we like to have a chat with

We come across few for whom we feel differently and special

We come across only one for whom we feel like changing

Is it a change management process

Is it normally normal- which I am quite unable to distinguish?

Its not possible to b with that someone

But the heart never fails to say one last time every morning

Pain is inevitable- but there is a sweet charm

It’s a small circle of glimpses and phases

Let it pass by this way- as long it can

Down the memory lane

One day though it might pain but I will still smile

It takes a million of heart pouncing moments to win over a situation

To overcome fear to open up to change all that I was just for self pleasure of pain inevitable

Abnormally- this is neither a crush- nor a dying love story

It’s a sweet friendship with fragrance of love care and many more

It’s a sweet chocolate with layers of nice and shocking shots within

Down the memory lane

These shots will be like hiccups in one of my busiest evenings-

Just to leave a glowing smile on my face with a thoughtful dream in my mind

The aroma of this fragrance will be never gone

May be the beauty of this relation lies here

Down the memory lane-

We might fight on thousand of things

We will laugh at n number of jokes

But the only one thing that would be the deepest agony and brightest smile

Will be that one person- for whom I was ready to change it all

Eventually I did change it all

Down the life’s journey another loss with a small win in heart

Let this win be mine and let the loss be yours

Let the morning sun shine bright on our faces

May b at different place

Let the reason be one

Let the memory be same

Let the journey be parallel like the train lines

Never in touch – but incomplete without each other.

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