Saturday, June 20, 2009


You have gone out of my life and here I am struggling to live without your fragrance. Though your presence presents itself in so many forms yet, I am unable to capture the whole you- that is the essence of my being. In so often pity moments of my life I seek the meaning and reason of living and you not so often soothe me by your flashing existence. I am dazzled not by my weary existence, not by your momentary presence, but by this hiatus between being and not being which is so breaking, so lingering that it continuously kills me bit by bit.

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