Monday, 27 January 2014

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"You are at once both the quiet and the confusion of my heart"


Earlier romantic love songs, were just plain songs. With useless  lyrics. Black and white lyrics, that I couldn't relate to.  The engine of my existence was chugging along, alone, on the track of life. And then you happened. And the bogies of happiness, alacrity, purpose, zeal, ambition and reason – all joined on. Love songs suddenly became all the more romantic. All words, all sentences I related to you. You bought a different kind of meaning to life, that was earlier missing. A different kind of care, an unknown sort of happiness  that I was alien to. My black and white life found its own reasons to be colourful enough. Losing sleep became a reason of happiness. I had atlast  found the tiny streak of light in my dark world. I was happy, despite the fights and small misunderstandings. Then one day you left me. And you never returned. You promised me happiness forever and with you left my only reason to be happy. The reasons, let it be inknown. For in my heart I know, you were never wrong. Still, the heart is a stupid organ. It still makes me miss you. Moving on is just a myth. Life is again back to square one.

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