Again a long break!
I have been travelling.
You’ve been travelling too.
I see you
You can see me.
Inside a circular ring, there have been no meeting points.
When I stop, you would naturally walk closer, I know.
I would know from my heart beats when you would be near.
I would know from my drooping eyes that you are near.
I don’t need to work really, if I am to meet you.
I don’t need to focus anywhere, not even on you.
The coming closer is as natural as the daylight.
Yet my feet fall behind and ahead of you,
In the ring.
I know one day,
You would come
And for all this waiting,
You would just pass through me.
as if I am but a medium, Madhurima.
Of repeating co-incidences.
Age after age
Birth after birth