All of me have become all of you....

The rain always awakens the romantic writer in you :)

While I stood amidst the euphony created by little drops of rain I wondered,

What actually is the difference between the silence & this thunder?

Difference between dreams and certainty, Unlikeliness between the short-lived smiles and sadness pertaining to life’s actualities,

Just when I think I've drenched myself bountifully, enough to let my wishes flow away like a distant reality, I see him standing just next to me, whispering in my ears,

He comes a little closer and with the innocent smile he carries, in a very naïve way, he tries to explain what is happening.

But in a failed attempt to expound the situation to me he himself gets confused,

He questions me with those childlike expressions and in the utmost austere manner,

Are we really here and is it a dream turning true???

I can’t believe that I have fallen for you….

As the raindrops pour further I hold his hand & finally tell him,

Neither it is a delusion you are imagining yourself to be a part of, nor it is a Déjà vu…

It’s a fact you have been oblivious of for a while now and it is not just a phase you are going through…

You have become all what I am and …All of me have become all of you….totally all of you….

                                       

That Tiny Butterfly with substantial dreams

While I stood at that extreme edge of my balcony, 

I looked at that little dainty butterfly sitting on the farthermost flower my eyes could see.

Her beautiful wings stretched over the horizon of that efflorescent bud, whose magnificence she was trying to imbibe in that little moment of accord she has managed to establish...

Of course she knew she could not stay there for a lifetime, 

but for that while it seemed there could not exist anyone on this earth who was more exhilarated than she was, who could look better than what she appeared at that very instance…

I tried to gasp the entire moment before that flick of second eventuated, 

when the butterfly had to move away. For she knew she had to keep flying on….

embark the journey she was destined for, 

spread the colors furthermore the way she was meant to.........