We don't talk, maybe you never want to either...perhaps I don't even cross your mind anymore... But I think of you so much...I wonder how you are! Maybe you'd say, what's the use of knowing! I know there's nothing I can do, except shed a few extra tears when I pray for you during namaz... Mingled with those tears...you'll remain with me for life...I want nothing, hope for nothing, dream nothing with you...what am I to you? Sometimes my heart just twists with pain! ...I've given you a place in my eyes! You'll flow through them, reminding me of your presence in my life. Only when these eyes no longer open will you find your freedom! See, I don't tell you I love you anymore...I don't call you my Uttam Kumar either...I don't share favorite songs with you... How would you see me anyway! I exist nowhere in your world...I have nothing in your life! ...you've kept my phone number only with complete reluctance! I've asked you so many times, what am I to you? You never answered...I no longer wait in hope of a reply. ...yet perhaps this waiting will never end! What am I waiting for? Love? Affection? A pull? Or something else? ...I don't know. Be well.
What strange pull it was
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