Honeyed Chunk Of My Life
Lying down in my bed facing the loft, where
I espied your name in your briefcase
Lost in the realm of our cherished moment togather..
My thoughts took me to our inceptive days of our friendship.
Where your formal call would air my mobile.
Later..I could realise something good has sprouted deep in our minds.
And could see mushrooming day after day.
Our inaugural rendevous in that temple.
Thinking of those days where i shouldered my sorrows.