To, God....with love!
I don’t know when I have last conversed with you
Today…when I am trying to recollect…I feel it has been ages
I know it’s not necessary to write to you... tell you
What all is going on in my life….
You know better than anybody
In fact you are the witness for every happening of my life
Good or bad, happy or sad…you are always there with me
But…still sometimes I feel that I should talk to you
I feel that urge… to explain to you the details
Why …when I have done that
Why when I couldn’t do that
It may be simple truth or it may be stupid reason
But I want you to know that
Now you don’t tell me about your omnipresence
I know it…but you see there is a charm in conversing with you
There is a beauty in revealing to you …the ultimate guard of my life
I know that you are noticing all that mad rush
You’re listening to all that cacophony
You are looking at all those confused states of my mind
You are enjoying all those new nonsense’s I am engrossed with
But you are not involving in any matters
Neither you are provocating me to do
Nor you are advising me not to do
I know I am the doer
Why are you so silent?
Common…its time you talk to me
As you use to do it earlier times
Be with me….
I am waiting eagerly to hear you
To be one with you
Forgetting this whole world
Yours and Yours only