A Liar's Guide to the Dreams..

In the dead of the night, the dreams come in one by one. They cling to you with soft acceptance, and they know it all..

These are the dreams which leave a note of remembrance. They cling to our tongues like a bittersweet delight.

They feel familiar, though their flavour melts in the mouth... and taste distinctly unusual.


March 16, 2008

Mado

Intoxicating. Mado. Mado............

Intriguing. Right from day One. PM's Tuition.

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:

Asad said...

i love this post 4 some reason..
maybe im wrong but...have you read marquez by any chance?

Poorna Banerjee said...

yes i have.

Heathcliff said...

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.

Poorna Banerjee said...

i know. i love you.

Heathcliff said...
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Heathcliff said...

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...

Poorna Banerjee said...

baal. narcissus kothakar.