Vidhatri's Oasis
Wednesday, September 28, 2005
F.R.I.E.N.D
I sometimes wonder…Who are Friends?
Why did they come in our life and why few of them leave while few of them refuse to go?
Were the people who left not worth my feelings or the people who stayed, was I worth their feelings?
Has God being partial to these people who stayed back as they seem to always have so much love to spread across?
Why do they smiling agree to be lost in the crowd when the success rains drench me, but be the first to lend their shoulders when I am drenched by my tears?
How do they manage to open their arms and welcome me back... when I come back after a stroll …a stroll where are paths never crossed?
What is so alluring about them, that I am more than happy to unmask the masked me?
Are they gifted more than 24 hrs a day... for they seem to always have time for my endless monologue?
Are they mind readers, for they with ease read my grief filled thoughts behind my glowing face tagged with the perfect curved smile?
Where do they get this ability of making flawless prediction about my unfelt feelings?
Why do I search for their faces and when not found feel lonely even when I am standing amidst a crowd of other friends?
What makes their simple deeds leave imprints embossed in my heart?
Let these questions remain unanswered ... for if answered I fear I will stop realizing the fact that these are the people who will always be there with me till the END...for they are my friENDs.
Why did they come in our life and why few of them leave while few of them refuse to go?
Were the people who left not worth my feelings or the people who stayed, was I worth their feelings?
Has God being partial to these people who stayed back as they seem to always have so much love to spread across?
Why do they smiling agree to be lost in the crowd when the success rains drench me, but be the first to lend their shoulders when I am drenched by my tears?
How do they manage to open their arms and welcome me back... when I come back after a stroll …a stroll where are paths never crossed?
What is so alluring about them, that I am more than happy to unmask the masked me?
Are they gifted more than 24 hrs a day... for they seem to always have time for my endless monologue?
Are they mind readers, for they with ease read my grief filled thoughts behind my glowing face tagged with the perfect curved smile?
Where do they get this ability of making flawless prediction about my unfelt feelings?
Why do I search for their faces and when not found feel lonely even when I am standing amidst a crowd of other friends?
What makes their simple deeds leave imprints embossed in my heart?
Let these questions remain unanswered ... for if answered I fear I will stop realizing the fact that these are the people who will always be there with me till the END...for they are my friENDs.
Saturday, September 03, 2005
Light
Created this for an eye donation camp campaign ...
