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Mado Mado.....
The day we met after class. Saru and Saddy saddled between us. There was no one else.
He came in much late. He looked and loved you.
I stared at you. Mado. I was speechless.
Three years past.
A broken, whispered "no" and I was shattered.
Mado on the other side of the net. Sitting, staring blankly at the screen. No more was the dream
And one evening... I saw a mad girl screaming.
A bone-crushing hug, and I was healed.
The stars in your eyes now. On the phone you imparted the news.
And I was speechless.
Now. You are someone else. Slightly same, but still someone else. And I love you.
All the same.
Mado. Mado. My Mado.
Ask nothing more of me, sweet,
All I can give you, I give..............
7 comments:
i love this post 4 some reason..
maybe im wrong but...have you read marquez by any chance?
yes i have.
how do you do this???
how could you wrap up everything.. almost 1/3 of my life and experience in few casual lines???
i read it.. re-read it.. and i cried..
we are two people who did not meet much but shared an eternity.
i know. i love you.
i have made a promise to myself....ieverytime I face the existential crisis.. i shall come back to this post. and re-re-re-read it.
it reminds me of who i am.
and funnily i am coming back everyday to read it...
baal. narcissus kothakar.
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