! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! Twelve Springs And A Winter - Poem by Rema Prasanaa
From Carmel Convent to university
Ann, we shared a special bond of friendship,
I remember the day you left university
to join Defence and your heartfelt
inland letters on which you cried your heart
to say the way you missed campus..,
I remember your wedding in Kumarkom
CSI Church, twelve springs ago...
I was there near you my beloved
friend on your wedding and for the
red and white roses bedecked lavish
parish hall reception...
It was all like a trance of events and
I knew your life would be different
but for the level of comfort we shared on
our friendship, we exchanged the most exciting
emails and I received a lot of greetings from your
new home in Zurich, niceties of your
visit to Bern on the banks of river Aare,
hand notes on the fine Gothic architecture
of Bern’s heritage sites and a lot of snapshots
picked up from your happy moments of life...
I was not sure of the growing eventualities
of life and the reason for your silence in years...
and the phone call I received from you last winter
that it is all over for you...the need to
start afresh all alone with three little children....
I wonder why life slipped away from your fingers
in twelve springs and how and why you parted on
a loving bond of a blissful life so sacred....
Your sorrow over phone so cold from
miles and miles away I heard
and your voice from silence was so cold.....
so cold than the coldest winter.......
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