YOU

YOU

The sky was overcast with dark clouds as I stepped out of the office. They clouds withheld the warmth of the sun. A thunderstorm was in the making. The rain-drops blessed the earth while I was on the bus.

The bus shielded me from the storm just as you have shielded me from the intricate details of my destiny. You have been with me through thick and thin. Life without you seems to be as dry and serene as in a desert. The desert is populated with cacti. The cacti are a source of inspiration for me: life still exists in the desert, life would still go on without you, but with you, life would be different.

The difference would be pronounced quite loudly if only you were with me. Miracles seem to be in the making when you are with me. You rare the only person who can make a difference in my life, you can work miracles in my life; you are the only person who can make my life beautiful. I cannot seem to be able to think beyond the aura that surrounds you, the key to survival in the world is to diversify, I ought to move ahead in life, I know, I ought to look at the dozens of avenues that fate has opened before me, but my life enters a void as it emerges from your presence, you seem to be the opium for me: there seems to be no life beyond you.

You have been such a good friend; you have been a soak-pit for the deluge of emotions that that emanate from my heart. You have been the queen reigning over my heart. You have been living in my heart for a long-long time
I hope you don't leave it for a longer time to come. You have cared for me, you have loved me.

I was probably wrong in assuming that you have bid adieu after tracking on the same path with me for such a long time. You can never do this to me, you have been such a good friend that I wonder at the amazing patience that you have displayed. You have shown a lot more than patience because bearing the burden of friendship with me requires a lot more than patience, I know. I only wish there was a manner in which I could show you how grateful I am.

I am sailing in the ship of life where the weather gets rough at times. At these times, I wish there was a safe asylum. You are a safe asylum; I hope you remain with me forever and a day. You have been with me throughout the day, all through the sultry heat of the sun.

The sun was out in the horizon by the time the bus got to where I wanted to go, it had stopped raining, and I basked in the warmth of the sun as I walked out of the bus.