I don't miss you anymore

I don’t miss you anymore,
'Coz if missing you,
Is like a bottle of the finest wine
Consider me drunk,
The empty bottle often wonders
Where its spirit died

These barren arms
Will hold no other
They are tired
Carrying the burden
Of nothing
The gift that you left me with

To Spikey & Sheece:)

The breeze brings with him
Gifts, like memories
I open them up sometimes
To find peals of laughter escape my mouth
To feel the warm embrace, your friendship
To hear the music we made
With the voices that we used, to sing
To wipe the tears that fell
To feel the pain thats still left within
To reflect on the conversations we had
Sometimes at the break of dawn
To know that what we had
Will last forever long :)


My partners in crime, at SINE

Man from yonder

He and she sit close to me at work. We went to a Thai restaurant. He sat opposite me. She next to me and we ordered some food.

He had been in the US since he was 15. Now he is married with a beautiful two year old baby girl. We spoke. About life. About worklife.

And we shared Thai food. Three aliens, us.

I asked 'So what part of India are you from'. He said, 'I'm from Pakistan'.

I stopped. Thinking I would react.

He stopped to look. Thinking I would react.

I smiled. He did.

And we continued to eat.

Three friends, us.