A Question... Poem by Aakash Nengroo

what will you do?
if by chance
we meet on a sunday morning..
in some unfamiliar place
with the sun hidden under clouds...
and the rain....

will you shake my hand?
with the coldness in your eyes...
and that trained smile on your face...
practiced like political speech
full of pretences....
to hide the reality
coated with unsettling sweetness

what will you do?
if by luck
we cross paths
on a beautuful autumn evening

will you recall the memories of past..
beautiful
painful
will you have regrets?
pouring down your cheeks...
like the falling leaves..

or
wil your be like you are now?
cold
unfamiliar

what will you do?
if by the trick of stars...
we find ourselves
facing each other
in a bus full of people
returning home

will you wave your hand?
come and sit near me...
talk about old days...
like nothing ever happened...
as if we will be old buddies
meeting after a long time...

what will you do?
if by fate...
we bump on each other...
in a cold december afternoon
full of greys...
wrinkled...

will you have understood my love?
in all those tiresome years...
of seperation....pain..
in those unsettling lies of life

or

will you be still unaware?
like you are now...
when we are parting ways...
rather....
you are walking away from me...

will you?