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How well do I know you?

From the time we were together to this day when you live in me through my words, I have often asked myself how well I knew you. I have heard this spoken about myself, as to how hard it is to understand me, as if I were a mystery, a Dan Brown novel. I have known you just as well as I have known myself through you. In the fleeting moments of togetherness, I have heard my heart sync with yours and sing the same songs, dance to the same beats. I have felt two souls resonating, as if we were strung to two separate guitars but  strummed by the same cosmic guitarist. I have inhaled your shampooed hair and fell in love with the way you smell. You have breathed me in as I held you close, and from the way I could hear your heart beat, like that of a little humming bird, I knew how much you loved it with me around.

I have heard your Hindi poems late into night and I so believe that your lines are far closer to perfection than my meandering thoughts. I have crossed busy Hyderabad streets with you, helped you buy your lehanga and taught you better bad words to describe your boss. I have sat behind your Scooty and held on to you (and my dear life), and fought with cops and parking attendants. I have even suffered your seat dance through a Salman Khan movie.

Life is a roller coaster ride. The waves that peak and trough snare and separate. It is said that the sea keeps no secrets. Someday, she will return you to me.

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  1. I RomanticizeSeptember 16, 2013 at 4:22 AM

    Someday - perhaps. But sometimes someday is just a code for never.


    What is DS diaries?

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    1. RajeshSeptember 16, 2013 at 8:57 PM

      Thank you for the visit Raajji. I keep saying that life takes a long time living. If you will long enough, all loops are closed. Life leaves no open endings.

      However, if something remains incomplete, you can always come back for more.

      DS is the name of one of my muses.

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  2. Athira RajkamalJune 9, 2014 at 11:30 PM

    sigh...sigh........lucky woman..whoever she is....

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