Tuesday, 5 May 2009


they are strangers, yet there is this cordiality between them that comes after years of knowing each other

the understanding that develops after seeing several quiet sunsets

she has never seen him before, yet she knows his smile is dimpled

the moment they met is frozen in time and they both love it again and again

its the same wind and the biting cold and her scarf remains unfaded

its love recognizing itself in as much as a first glance, first smile...first winter

its the point where they first meet and from here their paths become one

companions forever...


PD said...

Nice one Pooja.. :)

Priyanka Singh said...

nice thinking ...keep it up....