barbaad
A Storm
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Rain was pouring down the skies..
I found shelter in a lane..
Just then a figure dashed at me..
I could barely see her..
I cleared the water off my eyes,
Only to be left dumbstruck..!
She gazed at me with surprise,
It seemed the rain fooled her of sorts..
With the initial formalities done,
I stared into her eyes as always..
She had nowhere to go this time..
I poised myself to get some answers,
Her shivers owed more to my aura than to the rain..
"So, are you happy.?" I asked.
"Y..y..yes of course I am." She answered unconvincingly.
"Look into my eyes." I was stern.
She barely could.
Life hadn't been fair to me really,
All that I ever cherished,
Here in front me, trembling.
Fear? No. Guilt? Maybe. Regret? Yes.
I caught her arms, the grip was tight,
She knew it was my time.
"I'm right here Meera, don't be afraid.!"
"You always were.! I just couldn't realize. I'm sorry."
My grip loosened, anger turned to sorrow and then to hope,
The rage in my eyes became a reassuring glance.
Tears rolled down her cheeks,
Her face was white.
"I'm here. Right here. Now and always Meera."
We hugged. Her tears reduced by the second.
She didn't want to let go off me,
I could barely control myself,
Somehow I eased off the hug.
"Come meet me when you're sure.
Even if you aren't, just meet me. Don't disappear this time."
"I will. Bye bye David."
As the rain kept pouring she walked away,
This time, I was all over her heart and mind.
This time, I was stronger.
I stared at her as she disappeared amidst the chaos of the street,
Waiting for the next meet...
Once again, a storm in my mind,
A hurricane waiting to be freed...
