That shirt !!!!

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She had forgotten everything

Almost everything

I know because she didn’t reply back

Not to my mails or calls or messages

And I had also eventually moved on

With the fact scribbled in my mind

That I was not worth her

May be a bit in past but not anymore in present

And I was driving en-route office

And got a call from an unknown caller

I parked my car roadside

On receiving I heard nothing

Silence and some sobs after a while

And finally the voice I used to love once

She was all scattered at that moment

And I was too upon listening her sobs

I got out of my car and calmly asked

Her the reason for her sadness

And she was just crying loudly also

With hiccups

On insisting for long she replied

That just some moments back she

Was searching for an old gown of hers

And then she found THAT SHIRT

Which was what I had wore

When we became intimate the first time

And I asked her to keep it

And she used to wear the shirt

Everytime she missed me then

And finding that shirt made her realize

How wrong we both were and the ending

Of our story could had been different

But now everything was gone

And I know this feeling was just temporary

And thankfully she also felt the same

All she could say was that she would

Hang the shirt on the peg on the wall

Till sometime in future and

Reminisce the good ol days

I felt good that she at least contacted me

And I was back to my driver’s seat

And she again had the control over her life

And she got used to the feeling of that shirt

And it didn’t bring her those emotions back anymore

Now she knows how it felt when

I Looked at the shirt gifted by her

Which I had given to a needy

After some struggling days then !!

Counter clockwise moment..

I am trying to sleep staring at the ceiling of my room

Concentrating on the blades of the fan

How they are moving counter clockwise

And their peculiar movement brought back

All the hidden and long forgotten memories

It is as if I am looking on a projector

The blades of the fan not being any hindrance

I can see us talking on the couch

Laughing and teasing at the beginning

Being friends and exchanging numbers

Then talking to each other late nights

Trying to make the other smile when gloomy

Trying to make the other special

All those times of intermingled fingers

Of closeness and of intimate moments

All right there in front with the best smile

On her face and the feeling of completeness

On mine and the air filled with love and care

There were moments of tangos and dancing

And laughs and me on my knees

And she covering her face with her palm

There were moments of quarrels also

With her facing the other side

And me holding dairy milk but with vain

There were times of support also

When my Grandpa expired and she was there for me

Holding me right and trying her best to make me feel better

There were times of anger with no one letting go of ego

And not talking for weeks but just 1 sorry

1 smile was enough to make things straight

There were hugs and touches and locked lips and trust

It was US there and then a drop of tear

Rolled down from the corner of my right eye

It was like reality punched me at my gut

And all I could do was turn my side

Rub my face on the pillow

Hoping that she is happy and not going through the same phase

And not looking at the fan helped me

Avoid the past and gradually I was

Inside the blanket of sleep!!

Crush after use!!

We all are like bottles,

filled with drinks of some kind or another,

and we are bought by people with their flattery words and false hopes,

just like a bottle is bought for some bucks.

No one has any use of the bottle, but what’s inside the bottle.

And, once the filling is empty, you’re thrown,

just remember CRUSH AFTER USE!!

So, either fill yourself with the drink as much as you can,

or free yourself with the people who buy you just for the drink.


P.S.: Try not to end up in a gutter, without even the cap.