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The Inseparables

I still remember it vividly,
Although, it was just another day of the ‘90s.
I felt a tender hand on my head,
An attempt, it was, to put me to bed.
How could I, though?
Knowing that the future pertains to a form I dread.

"It'll all be fine, you shall see, "
She muttered, more to herself than to me.
The storm outside whistled about.
But the storm within us wasn't fortunate enough.
It stood where it was. Soaking every bit,
Of happiness we ever possessed.

At last, I fell asleep,
But with all my thoughts still intact.
Recounting the things left to pack,
Clothes and food and books and bags,
But memories, I had collected and sacked,
In my heart, which had survived the crack,
Of leaving her.

I woke up with a start,
Knowing that it was time to part.
My alarm had been her tears,
Or maybe my own desperation and fears?
I wept my heart out,
First time, after what seemed like a decade.
We both hugged each other,
And the gloom suddenly seemed to fade.
But only for a couple of moments,
For reality soon forbade,
The magical moments we had just made.

I got out of bed,
And got ready to leave,
Feeling every bit of our intense grief.
How I wished I could spend another day,
Under her tender care, I wanted to stay,
Forever.

With tears in my eyes, I glanced at her,
Complaining of yet another headache.
I asked if some pills would work,
Oh! She rushed inside to make,
Her old, ‘adrak-wali chai'.
Which was supposed to be the best cure,
A delight to the stomach,
Something totally pure,
So obviously, I was allured.

As the taxi began to approach our gate,
I looked at her with a heavy heart.
She, too, sighed at our fate,
That entailed just separation.
And yet she told me I was getting late.
I mustered the courage,
To hug her.

I sipped the tea and walked ahead,
Without looking back, I said,
I love you ma.
She hugged me, as tight as she could,
And instructed me to eat healthy food,
It was time to bid farewell.

She kept running behind the taxi,
Trying hard to keep up with it,
On seeing her coming, my eyes lit,
She shouted my name, said she loved me,
Wiped off her tears, with the end of her saree,
Did this have to be the end of our glee?

Today, as I sit on my hostel bed,
Reminiscences of our days begin to spread.
The days when she fed me,
With butter and bread.
The days when on her lap,
I would rest my head.
The days when we were tied,
With the unbreakable thread,
Of Love,
That has kept me moving ahead.
Even today,
When I have just tears to shed.

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