The house

hey mots,

going to malad has left me with a sense of loneliness , yet again.
Its a place for us together. Just one of us isnt enough for that house...

It is screaming for you in its deafening silences. In its unruffled sheets. In its dry bathrooms. In its pigeon infested balconies. In its picture adorned walls.

Come back soon babe

"Doubt" She said

Please dont ask me if I am sure,

Did you ever ask if the sun would rise

Did you ever question ebbing of the tide

Did you doubt the diamond's shine or even my ability to rhyme?

Hell.. you never doubted a traffic jam,

or cramming up two days before the exam

or babies being taken out in the pram.

Then why the apprehension, this rejection....

Do remember, if you crack.. I will crumble

Love always,anku