Wednesday, August 16, 2006

Tum Aaye...

You came
You came plainly
Not steathily
Directly, but
Without pretence
Want to meet?

I frolicked to the mirror, childlike,
Sheepishly I
Ordered me to smile
and, I followed.

Gingerly I knock,
Like my nervous heart.
Come on in.

A countenance that belied-
Hi nice to meet you-
The little nervous legs and the nervous voice.
Take this.
I took it.

Aur tum aaye...

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